Roxana, Or The Drawing-room. An Eclogue Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: AABBCC CCDDEEFFGHICJJKKLCMM NOPPQQRRSSPPTTUUVVWW XXYYZ| Roxana from the Court returning late | A |
| Sigh'd her soft sorrow at St James's gate | A |
| Such heavy thoughts lay brooding in her breast | B |
| Not her own chairmen with more weight oppress'd | B |
| They curse the cruel weight they're doom'd to bear | C |
| She in more gentle sounds express'd her care | C |
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| 'Was it for this that I these roses wear | C |
| For this new set the jewels for my hair | C |
| Ah Princess with what zeal have I pursued | D |
| Almost forgot the duty of a prude | D |
| This king I never could attend too soon | E |
| I miss'd my prayers to get me dress'd by noon | E |
| For thee ah what for thee did I resign | F |
| My passions pleasures all that e'er was mine | F |
| I've sacrificed both modesty and ease | G |
| Left operas and went to filthy plays | H |
| Double entendres shock'd my tender ear | I |
| Yet even this for thee I chose to bear | C |
| In glowing youth when nature bids be gay | J |
| And every joy of life before me lay | J |
| By honour prompted and by pride restrain'd | K |
| The pleasures of the young my soul disdain'd | K |
| Sermons I sought and with a mien severe | L |
| Censured my neighbours and said daily prayer | C |
| Alas how changed with this same sermon mien | M |
| The filthy What d'ye call it I have seen | M |
| Ah royal Princess for whose sake I lost | N |
| The reputation which so dear had cost | O |
| I who avoided every public place | P |
| When bloom and beauty bid me show my face | P |
| Now near thee constant I each night abide | Q |
| With never failing duty by thy side | Q |
| Myself and daughters standing in a row | R |
| To all the foreigners a goodly show | R |
| Oft had your drawing room been sadly thin | S |
| And merchants' wives close by your side had been | S |
| Had I not amply fill'd the empty place | P |
| And saved your Highness from the dire disgrace | P |
| Yet Cockatilla's artifice prevails | T |
| When all my duty and my merit fails | T |
| That Cockatilla whose deluding airs | U |
| Corrupts our virgins and our youth ensnares | U |
| So sunk her character and lost her fame | V |
| Scarce visited before your Highness came | V |
| Yet for the bedchamber 'tis she you choose | W |
| Whilst zeal and lame and virtue you refuse | W |
| Ah worthy choice not one of all your train | X |
| Which censures blast not or dishonours stain | X |
| I know the Court with all its treacherous wiles | Y |
| The false caresses and undoing smiles | Y |
| Ah Princess learn'd in all the courtly arts | Z |
| To cheat our hopes and yet to gain our hearts ' | - |
Alexander Pope
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