To Songs At The Marriage Of The Lord Fauconberg And The Lady Mary Cromwell Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: A B C DEEFFGG FHHIJ CKK FLMNN COP FQQRR CST FUUVVROOVVVV FNNRR CRR FVV CAA FWWRR CA FXX RFFRRQQRR X X F PUUFF RUU FXXYZ RFF PPPRR FXXQQ PZQRR RKK PFF PQQUUUURPPXRXFFYYA2A 2QQ| song Fauc | A |
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| First | B |
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| Chorus Endymion Luna | C |
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| Chorus | D |
| Th' Astrologers own Eyes are set | E |
| And even Wolves the Sheep forget | E |
| Only this Shepherd late and soon | F |
| Upon this Hill outwakes the Moon | F |
| Heark how he sings with sad delight | G |
| Thorough the clear and silent Night | G |
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| Endymion | F |
| Cynthia O Cynthia turn thine Ear | H |
| nor scorn Endymions plaints to hear | H |
| As we our Flocks so you command | I |
| The fleecy Clouds with silver wand | J |
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| Cynthia | C |
| If thou a Mortal rather sleep | K |
| Or if a Shepherd watch thy Sheep | K |
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| Endmymion | F |
| The Shepherd since he saw thine Eyes | L |
| And Sheep are both thy Sacrifice | M |
| Nor merits he a Mortal's name | N |
| That burns with an immortal Flame | N |
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| Cynthia | C |
| I have enough for me to do | O |
| Ruling the Waves that Ebb and Flow | P |
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| Endymion | F |
| Since thou disdain'st not then to share | Q |
| On Sublunary things thy Care | Q |
| Rather restrain these double Seas | R |
| Mine Eyes uncessant deluges | R |
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| Cynthia | C |
| My wakeful Lamp all night must move | S |
| Securing their Repose above | T |
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| Endymion | F |
| If therefore thy resplendent Ray | U |
| Can make a Night more bright then Day | U |
| Shine thorough this obscurer Brest | V |
| With shades of deep Despair opprest | V |
| Chorus | R |
| Courage Endymion boldly Woo | O |
| Anchises was a Shepheard too | O |
| Yet is her younger Sister laid | V |
| Sporting with him in Ida's shade | V |
| And Cynthia though the strongest | V |
| Seeks but the honour to have held out longest | V |
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| Endymion | F |
| Here unto Latmos Top I climbe | N |
| How far below thine Orbe sublime | N |
| O why as well as Eyes to see | R |
| Have I not Armes that reach to thee | R |
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| Cynthia | C |
| 'Tis needless then that I refuse | R |
| Would you but your own Reason use | R |
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| Endymion | F |
| Though I so high may not pretend | V |
| It is the same so you descend | V |
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| Cynthia | C |
| These Stars would say I do them wrong | A |
| Rivals each one for thee too strong | A |
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| Endymion | F |
| The Stars are fix'd unto their Sphere | W |
| And cannot though they would come near | W |
| Less Loves set of each others praise | R |
| While Stars Eclypse by mixing Rayes | R |
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| Cynthia | C |
| That Cave is dark | A |
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| Endymion | F |
| Then none can spy | X |
| Or shine Thou there and 'tis the Sky | X |
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| Chorus | R |
| Joy to Endymion | F |
| For he has Cynthia's favour won | F |
| And Jove himself approves | R |
| With his serenest influence their Loves | R |
| For he did never love to pair | Q |
| His Progeny above the Air | Q |
| But to be honest valiant wise | R |
| Makes Mortals matches fit for Deityes | R |
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| song Fauc | X |
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| Second Song | X |
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| Hobbinol Phillis Tomalin | F |
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| Hobbinol | P |
| Phillis Tomalin away | U |
| Never such a merry day | U |
| For the Northern Shepheards Son | F |
| Has Menalca's daughter won | F |
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| Phillis | R |
| Stay till I some flow'rs ha'ty'd | U |
| In a Garland for the Bride | U |
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| Tomalin | F |
| If Thou would'st a Garland bring | X |
| Philiis you may wait the Spring | X |
| They ha' chosen such an hour | Y |
| When She is the only flow'r | Z |
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| Phillis | R |
| Let's not then at least be seen | F |
| Without each a Sprig of Green | F |
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| Hobbinol | P |
| Fear not at Menalca's Hall | P |
| There is Bayes enough for all | P |
| He when Young as we did graze | R |
| But when Old he planted Bayes | R |
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| Tomalin | F |
| Here She comes but with a Look | X |
| Far more catching then my Hook | X |
| 'Twas those Eyes I now dare swear | Q |
| Led our Lambs we knew not where | Q |
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| Hobbinol | P |
| Not our Lambs own Fleeces are | Z |
| Curl'd so lovely as her Hair | Q |
| Nor our Sheep new Wash'd can be | R |
| Half so white or sweet as She | R |
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| Phillis | R |
| He so looks as fit to keep | K |
| Somewhat else then silly Sheep | K |
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| Hobbinol | P |
| Come lets in some Carol new | F |
| Pay to Love and Them their due | F |
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| All | P |
| Joy to that happy Pair | Q |
| Whose Hopes united banish our Despair | Q |
| What Shepheard could for Love pretend | U |
| Whil'st all the Nymphs on Damon's choice attend | U |
| What Shepherdess could hope to wed | U |
| Before Marina's turn were sped | U |
| Now lesser Beauties may take place | R |
| And meaner Virtues come in play | P |
| While they | P |
| Looking from high | X |
| Shall grace | R |
| Our Flocks and us with a propitious Eye | X |
| But what is most the gentle Swain | F |
| No more shall need of Love complain | F |
| But Virtue shall be Beauties hire | Y |
| And those be equal that have equal Fire | Y |
| Or who despair now Damon does enjoy | A2 |
| Marina yields Who dares be coy | A2 |
| Joy to that happy Pair | Q |
| Whose Hopes united banish our Despair | Q |
Andrew Marvell
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