The Fable Of Dryope - Ovid's Metamorphoses Book 9, (v - 324-393) Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

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She said and for her lost Calanthis sighsA
When the fair Consort of her son repliesA
Since you a servant's ravish'd form bemoanB
And kindly sigh for sorrows not your ownB
Let me if tears and grief permit relateC
A nearer woe a sister's stranger fateC
No Nymph of all OEchalia could compareD
For beauteous form with Dryope the fairD
Her tender mother's only hope and prideE
Myself the offspring of a second brideE
This Nymph compress'd by him who rules the dayF
Whom Delphi and the Delian isle obeyF
Andraemon lov'd and bless'd in all those charmsG
That pleas'd a God succeeded to her armsG
A lake there was with shelving banks aroundH
Whose verdant summit fragrant myrtles crown'dH
These shades unknowing of the fates she soughtI
And to the Naiads flow'ry garlands broughtI
Her smiling babe a pleasing charge she prestJ
Within her arms and nourish'd at her breastJ
Not distant far a wat'ry Lotos growsK
The spring was new and all the verdant boughsL
Adorn'd with blossoms promis'd fruits that vieM
In glowing colours with the Tyrian dyeM
Of these she cropp'd to please her infant sonN
And I myself the same rash act had doneN
But lo I saw as near her side I stoodO
The violated blossoms drop with bloodP
Upon the tree I cast a frightful lookQ
The trembling tree with sudden horror shookQ
Lotis the nymph if rural tales be trueR
As from Priapus' lawless lust she flewR
Forsook her form and fixing here becameS
A flow'ry plant which still preserves her nameS
This change unknown astonish'd at the sightT
My trembling sister strove to urge her flightT
And first the pardon of the nymphs implor'dU
And those offended sylvan powers ador'dU
But when she backward would have fled she foundH
Her stiff'ning feet were rooted in the groundH
In vain to free her fasten'd feet she stroveV
And as she struggles only moves aboveW
She feels th' encroaching bark around her growX
By quick degrees and cover all belowX
Surpris'd at this her trembling hand she heavesY
To rend her hair the shooting leaves are seenZ
To rise and shade her with a sudden greenZ
The child Amphissus to her bosom prestJ
Perceiv'd a colder and a harder breastJ
And found the springs that ne'er till then deny'dJ
Their milky moisture on a sudden dry'dJ
I saw unhappy what I now relateJ
And stood the helpless witness of thy fateJ
Embrac'd thy boughs thy rising bark delay'dJ
There wish'd to grow and mingle shade with shadeJ
Behold Andraemon and th' unhappy sireA2
Appear and for their Dryope enquireA2
A springing tree for Dryope they findJ
And print warm kisses on the panting rindJ
Prostrate with tears their kindred plant bedewJ
And close embrace as to the roots they grewR
The face was all that now remain'd of theeB2
No more a woman nor yet quite a treeB2
Thy branches hung with humid pearls appearC2
From ev'ry leaf distils a trickling tearD
And straight a voice while yet a voice remainsD2
Thus thro' the trembling boughs in sighs complainsD2
'If to the wretched any faith be giv'nZ
I swear by all th' unpitying pow'rs of heav'nZ
No wilful crime this heavy vengeance bredJ
In mutual innocence our lives we ledJ
If this be false let these new greens decayF
Let sounding axes lop my limbs awayF
And crackling flames on all my honours preyF
But from my branching arms this infant bearD
Let some kind nurse supply a mother's careD
And to his mother let him oft be ledJ
Sport in her shades and in her shades be fedJ
Teach him when first his infant voice shall frameS
Imperfect words and lisp his mother's nameS
To hail this tree and say with weeping eyesA
Within this plant my hapless parent liesA
And when in youth he seeks the shady woodsE2
Oh let him fly the crystal lakes and floodsF2
Nor touch the fatal flow'rs but warn'd by meB2
Believe a Goddess shrin'd in ev'ry treeB2
My sire my sister and my spouse farewellG2
If in your breasts or love or pity dwellG2
Protect your plant nor let my branches feelH2
The browsing cattle or the piercing steelH2
Farewell and since I cannot bend to joinZ
My lips to yours advance at least to mineZ
My son thy mother's parting kiss receiveI2
While yet thy mother has a kiss to giveJ2
I can no more the creeping rind invadesK2
My closing lips and hides my head in shadesK2
Remove your hands the bark shall soon sufficeL2
Without their aid to seal these dying eyes 'M2
She ceas'd at once to speak and ceas'd to beB2
And all the nymph was lost within the treeB2
Yet latent life thro' her new branches reign'dJ
And long the plant a human heat retain'dJ

Alexander Pope



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