The Origin Of The Sail Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: ABAB CDEF GHGH IJIJ KLML NNNN NONO NPNP NNNN NQNK NNNN RNRN RRRR SCSC TUTU

Sweet maid on whom my wishes restA
My morning thought my midnight dreamB
O grant Lysander's fond requestA
And let those eyes with mercy beamB
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Thy coy delays at length give o'erC
And let me claim thy nuptial vowD
Bid that cold bosom cold no moreE
With mutual passion's ardour glowF
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To yonder isle amidst the seaG
Which sportive laves those mountains' feetH
Beloved Euphrasia haste with meG
And there the priest of Hymen meetH
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There spicy groves thick foliage spreadI
The timid virgin's blush to hideJ
There gales which tender languors shedI
Diffuse the richest perfumes wideJ
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O blest retreat for happy loveK
And see the sun's descending beamsL
Now richly gild each distant groveM
And shed around soft roseate gleamsL
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Then let this bark for thee designedN
For thee by anxious fondness drestN
Yon beauteous island strive to findN
And bear us o'er the ocean's breastN
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Here paused the youth and round her waistN
His arm with timid boldness threwO
While from his grasp with blushing hasteN
The pleased yet frowning fair withdrewO
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And wilt thou scorn my suit he saidN
While in despair his hands he wrungP
Behold replied the yielding maidN
And to the bark she sighing sprungP
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There fondly seated by her sideN
The youth her fluttered spirits cheeredN
And o'er the eve empurpled tideN
To find the priest of Hymen steeredN
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But too too slow for lovers' hasteN
The sluggish bark appeared to moveQ
Still lengthening seemed the watry wasteN
To thy fond glances eager loveK
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At length with fruitless wishes tiredN
The fretful youth to Cupid prayedN
Who pitying power a thought inspiredN
The ardent suppliant's will to aidN
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To hide her face from Love's keen gazeR
O'er which Consent's soft languor spreadN
Within her veil's luxuriant mazeR
Euphrasia wrapt her beauteous headN
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But now that veil the youth unbindsR
Then to the bark with ardour tiesR
See its folds catch the passing windsR
And lo to land the vessel fliesR
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But not alone youth loved of heavenS
Thy glowing bosom blessed that hourC
The thought to crown thy wishes givenS
Still charms with never ending powerC
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And grateful ages yet unbornT
Shall bless Euphrasia's floating veilU
Thence dawned on Art a brighter mornT
For thence she framed the swelling sailU

Amelia Opie



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