The Death Of Cromwell Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

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A Poem upon the Death of His Late Highness the Lord Protector	A
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That Providence which had so long the care	B
Of Cromwell's head and numbered every hair	B
Now in itself the glass where all appears	C
Had seen the period of his golden years	C
And thenceforh only did attend to trace	D
What death might least so fair a life deface	D
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The people which what most they fear esteem	E
Death when more horrid so more noble deem	E
And blame the last act like spectators vain	F
Unless the prince whom they applaud be slain	F
Nor fate indeed can well refuse that right	G
To those that lived in war to die in fight	G
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But long his valour none had left that could	H
Endanger him or clemency that would	H
And he whom Nature all for peace had made	I
But angry heaven unto war had swayed	I
And so less useful where he most desired	J
For what he least affected was admired	J
Deserv egrave d yet an end whose every part	K
Should speak the wondrous softness of his heart	K
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To Love and Grief the fatal writ was 'signed	K
Those nobler weaknesses of human kind	K
From which those powers that issued the decree	L
Although immortal found they were not free	L
That they to whom his breast still open lies	M
In gentle passions should his death disguise	M
And leave succeeding ages cause to mourn	N
As long as Grief shall weep or Love shall burn	O
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Straight does a slow and languishing disease	P
Eliza Nature's and his darling seize	P
Her when an infant taken with her charms	Q
He oft would flourish in his mighty arms	Q
And lest their force the tender burden wrong	R
Slacken the vigour of his muscles strong	R
Then to the Mother's breast her softly move	S
Which while she drained of milk she filled with love	T
But as with riper years her virtue grew	U
And every minute adds a lustre new	U
When with meridian height her beauty shined	K
And thorough that sparkled her fairer mind	K
When she with smiles serene in words discreet	K
His hidden soul at ever turn could meet	K
Then might y'ha' daily his affection spied	K
Doubling that knot which destiny had tied	K
While they by sense not knowing comprehend	K
How on each other both their fates depend	K
With her each day the pleasing hours he shares	V
And at her aspect calms his growing cares	V
Or with a grandsire's joy her children sees	P
Hanging about her neck or at his knees	P
Hold fast dear infants hold them both or none	W
This will not stay when once the other's gone	X
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A silent fire now wastes those limbs of wax	Y
And him within his tortured image racks	Y
So the flower withering which the garden crowned	K
The sad root pines in secret under ground	K
Each groan he doubled and each sigh he sighed	K
Repeated over to the restless night	K
No trembling string composed to numbers new	U
Answers the touch in notes more sad more true	U
She lest he grieve hides what she can her pains	Z
And he to lessen hers his sorrow feigns	Z
Yet both perceived yet both concealed their skills	Z
And so diminishing increased their ills	Z
That whether by each other's grief they fell	A2
Or on their own redoubled none can tell	A2
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And now Eliza's purple locks were shorn	N
Where she so long her Father's fate had worn	N
And frequent lightning to her soul that flies	Z
Divides the air and opens all the skies	Z
And now his life suspended by her breath	B2
Ran out impetuously to hasting death	B2
Like polished mirrors so his steely breast	K
Had every figure of her woes expressed	K
And with the damp of her last gasp obscured	K
Had drawn such stains as were not to be cured	K
Fate could not either reach with single stroke	C2
But the dear image fled the mirror broke	C2
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Who now shall tell us more of mournful swans	Z
Of halcyons kind or bleeding pelicans	Z
No downy breast did e'er so gently beat	K
Or fan with airy plumes so soft an heat	K
For he no duty by his height excused	K
Nor though a prince to be a man refused	K
But rather than in his Eliza's pain	F
Not love not grieve would neither live nor reign	F
And in himself so oft immortal tried	K
Yet in compassion of another died	K
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So have I seen a vine whose lasting age	D2
Of many a winter hath survived the rage	D2
Under whose shady tent men every year	E2
At its rich blood's expense their sorrow cheer	E2
If some dear branch where it extends its life	F2
Chance to be pruned by an untimely knife	F2
The parent tree unto the grief succeeds	Z
And through the wound its vital humour bleeds	Z
Trickling in watery drops whose flowing shape	G2
Weeps that it falls ere fixed into a grape	G2
So the dry stock no more that spreading vine	H2
Frustrates the autumn and the hopes of wine	H2
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A secret cause does sure those signs ordain	F
Foreboding princes' falls and seldom vain	F
Whether some kinder powers that wish us well	A2
What they above cannot prevent foretell	A2
Or the great world do by consent presage	I2
As hollow seas with future tempests rage	D2
Or rather heaven which us so long foresees	Z
Their funerals celebrates while it decrees	Z
But never yet was any human fate	K
By Nature solemnized with so much state	K
He unconcerned the dreadful passage crossed	K
But oh what pangs that death did Nature cost	K
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First the great thunder was shot off and sent	K
The signal from the starry battlement	K
The winds receive it and its force outdo	U
As practising how they could thunder too	U
Out of the binder's hand the sheaves they tore	J2
And thrashed the harvest in the airy floor	J2
Or of huge trees whose growth with his did rise	Z
The deep foundations opened to the skies	Z
Then heavy show'rs the wing egrave d tempests lead	K
And pour the deluge o'er the chaos' head	K
The race of warlike horses at his tomb	K2
Offer themselves in many a hecatomb	K2
With pensive head towards the ground they fall	L2
And helpless languish at the tainted stall	L2
Numbers of men decrease with pains unknown	M2
And hasten not to see his death their own	M2
Such tortures all the elements unfixed	K
Troubled to part where so exactly mixed	K
And as through air his wasting spirits flowed	K
The universe laboured beneath their load	K
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Nature it seemed with him would Nature vie	N2
He with Eliza It with him would die	N2
He without noise still travelled to his end	K
As silent suns to meet the night descend	K
The stars that for him fought had only power	A
Left to determine now his final hour	A
Which since they might not hinder yet they cast	K
To choose it worthy of his glories past	K
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No part of time but bare his mark away	O2
Of honour all the year was Cromwell's day	O2
But this of all the most ausicious found	K
Twice had in open field him victor crowned	K
When up the arm egrave d mountains of Dunbar	P2
He marched and through deep Severn ending war	J2
What day should him eternize but the same	K2
That had before immortalized his name	K2
That so who ere would at his death have joyed	K
In their own griefs might find themselves employed	K
But those that sadly his departure grieved	K
Yet joyed remebering what he once achieved	K
And the last minute his victorious ghost	K
Gave chase to Ligny on the Belgic coast	K
Here ended all his mortal toils he laid	K
And slept in place under the laurel shade	K
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O Cromwell Heaven's Favourite To none	W
Have such high honours from above been shown	M2
For whom the elements we mourners see	Z
And heaven itself would the great herald be	Z
Which with more care set forth his obsequies	Z
Than those of Moses hid from human eyes	Z
As jealous only here lest all be less	Z
That we could to his memory express	Z
Then let us to our course of mourning keep	Q2
Where heaven leads 'tis piety to weep	Q2
Stand back ye seas and shrunk beneath the veil	R2
Of your abyss with covered head bewail	R2
Your Monarch we demand not your supplies	Z
To compass in our isle our tears suffice	Z
Since him away the dismal tempest rent	K
Who once more joined us to the continent	K
Who planted England on the Flandric shore	J2
And stretched our frontier to the Indian ore	J2
Whose greater truths obscure the fables old	K
Whether of British saints or Worthies told	K
And in a valour lessening Arthur's deeds	Z
For holiness the Confessor exceeds	Z
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He first put arms into Religion's hand	K
And timorous Conscience unto Courage manned	K
The soldier taught that inward mail to wear	B
And fearing God how they should nothing fear	E2
'Those strokes ' he said 'will pierce through all below	R2
Where those that strike from heaven fetch their blow '	-
Astonished armies did their flight prepare	B
And cities strong were storm egrave d by his prayer	B
Of that forever Preston's field shall tell	R2
The story and impregnable Clonmel	R2
And where the sandy mountain Fenwick scaled	K
The sea between yet hence his prayer prevailed	K
What man was ever so in heaven obeyed	K
Since the commanded sun o'er Gideon stayed	K
In all his wars needs must he triumph when	S2
He conquered God still ere he fought with men	S2
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Hence though in battle none so brave or fierce	Z
Yet him the adverse steel could never pierce	Z
Pity it seemed to hurt him more that felt	K
Each wound himself which he to others dealt	K
Danger itself refusing to offend	K
So loose an enemy so fast a friend	K
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Friendship that sacred virtue long does claim	K2
The first foundation of his house and name	K2
But within one its narrow limits fall	R2
His tenderness extended unto all	R2
And that deep soul through every channel flows	Z
Where kindly nature loves itself to lose	Z
More strong affections never reason served	K
Yet still affected most what best deserved	K
If he Eliza loved to that degree	Z
Though who more worthy to be loved than she	Z
If so indulgent to his own how dear	E2
To him the children of the highest were	A
For her he once did nature's tribute pay	O2
For these his life adventured every day	O2
And 'twould be found could we his thoughts have cast	K
Their griefs struck deepest if Eliza's last	K
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What prudence more than human did he need	K
To keep so dear so differing minds agreed	K
The worser sort as conscious of their ill	R2
Lie weak and easy to the ruler's will	R2
But to the good too many or too few	U
All law is useless all reward is due	U
Oh ill advised if not for love for shame	K2
Spare yet your own if you neglect his fame	K2
Lest others dare to think your zeal a mask	T2
And you to govern only heaven's task	T2
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Valour religion friendship prudence died	K
At once with him and all that's good beside	K
And we death's refuse nature's dregs confined	K
To loathsome life alas are left behind	K
Where we so once we used shall now no more	J2
To fetch the day press about his chamber door	J2
From which he issued with that awful state	K
It seemd Mars broke through Janus' double gate	K
Yet always tempered with an air so mild	K
No April suns that e'er so gently smiled	K
No more shall hear that powerful language charm	K2
Whose force oft spared the labour of his arm	K2
No more shall follow where he spent the days	Z
In war in counsel or in prayer and praise	Z
Whose meanest acts he would himself advance	Z
As ungirt David to the ark did dance	Z
All all is gone of our or his delight	K
In horses fierce wild deer or armour bright	K
Francisca fair can nothing now but weep	Q2
Nor with soft notes shall sing his cares asleep	Q2
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I saw him dead A leaden slumber lies	Z
And mortal sleep over those wakeful eyes	Z
Those gentle rays under the lids were fled	K
Which through his looks that piercing sweetness shed	K
That port which so majestic was and strong	R
Loose and deprived of vigour stretched along	R
All withered all discoloured pale and wan	U2
How much another thing nor more that man	V2
Oh human glory vain oh death oh wings	Z
Oh worthless world oh transitory things	Z
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Yet dwelt that greatnesss in his shape decayed	K
That still through dead greater than death he laid	K
And in his altered face you something feign	F
That threatens death he yet will live again	S2
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Not much unlike the sacred oak which shoots	Z
To heaven its branches and through earth its roots	Z
Whose spacious bought are hung with trophies round	K
And honoured wreaths have oft the victor crowned	K
When angry Jove darts lightning through the air	B
At mortals' sins nor his own plant will spare	B
It groans and bruises all below that stood	K
So many years the shelter of the wood	K
The tree erewhile foreshortened to our view	U
When fall'n shows taller yet than as it grew	U
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So shall his praise to after times increase	Z
When truth shall be allowed and faction cease	Z
And his own shadows with him fall The eye	N2
Detracts from object than itself more high	N2
But when death takes them from that envied seat	K
Seeing how little we confess how great	K
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Thee many ages hence in martial verse	Z
Shall the English soldier ere he charge rehearse	Z
Singing of thee inflame themselves to fight	K
And with the name of Cromwell armies fright	K
As long as rivers to the seas shall run	W
As long as Cynthia shall relieve the sun	W
While stags shall fly unto the firests thick	W2
While sheep delight the grassy downs to pick	W2
As long as future times succeeds the past	K
Always they honour praise and name shall last	K
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Thou in a pitch how far beyond the sphere	E2
Of human glory tower'st and reigning there	B
Despoiled of mortal robes in seas of bliss	Z
Plunging dost bathe and tread the bright abyss	Z
There thy great soul yet once a world does see	Z
Spacious enough and pure enough for thee	Z
How soon thou Moses hast and Joshua found	K
And David for the sword and harp renowned	K
How straight canst to each happy mansion go	R2
Far better known above than here below	R2
And in those joys dost spend the endless day	O2
Which in expressing we ourselves betray	O2
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For we since thou art gone with heavy doom	K2
Wander like ghosts about thy lov egrave d tomb	K2
And lost in tears have neither sight nor mind	K
To guide us upward through this region blind	K
Since thou art gone who best that way couldst teach	X2
Only our sighs perhaps may thither reach	X2
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And Richard yet where his great parent led	K
Beats on the rugged track he virtue dead	K
Revives and by his milder beams assures	Z
And yet how much of them his grief obscures	Z
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He as his father long was kept from sight	K
In private to be viewed by better light	K
But opened once what splendour does he throw	R2
A Cromwell in an hour a prince will grow	R2
How he becomes that seat how strongly strains	Z
How gently winds at once the ruling reins	Z
Heaven to this choice prepared a diadem	K2
Richer than any Easter silk or gem	K2
A pearly rainbow where the sun enchased	K
His brows like an imperial jewel graced	K
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We find already what those omens mean	Y2
Earth ne'er more glad nor heaven more serene	Y2
Cease now our griefs calm peace succeeds a war	J2
Rainbows to storms Richard to Oliver	A
Tempt not his clemency to try his power	A
He threats no deluge yet foretells a shower	A

Andrew Marvell

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