The Four Ages Of Man: 01 - Introduction Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: AABBCCDDCCEEFGHHIIJJ KKBBLLMMNNKKMMKKMMHH AAOOIIPPAAKPKKPPQQRR

Lo now four other acts upon the stageA
Childhood and Youth the Manly and Old ageA
The first son unto Phlegm grand child to waterB
Unstable supple moist and cold's his NatureB
The second frolic claims his pedigreeC
From blood and air for hot and moist is heC
The third of fire and choler is compos'dD
Vindicative and quarrelsome dispos'dD
The last of earth and heavy melancholyC
Solid hating all lightness and all follyC
Childhood was cloth'd in white and given to showE
His spring was intermixed with some snowE
Upon his head a Garland Nature setF
Of Daisy Primrose and the VioletG
Such cold mean flowers as these blossom betimeH
Before the Sun hath throughly warm'd the climeH
His hobby striding did not ride but runI
And in his hand an hour glass new begunI
In dangers every moment of a fallJ
And when 'tis broke then ends his life and allJ
But if he held till it have run its lastK
Then may he live till threescore years or pastK
Next youth came up in gorgeous attireB
As that fond age doth most of all desireB
His Suit of Crimson and his Scarf of GreenL
In's countenance his pride quickly was seenL
Garland of Roses Pinks and GillyflowersM
Seemed to grow on's head bedew'd with showersM
His face as fresh as is Aurora fairN
When blushing first she 'gins to red the AirN
No wooden horse but one of metal try'dK
He seems to fly or swim and not to rideK
Then prancing on the Stage about he wheelsM
But as he went death waited at his heelsM
The next came up in a more graver sortK
As one that cared for a good reportK
His Sword by's side and choler in his eyesM
But neither us'd as yet for he was wiseM
Of Autumn fruits a basket on his armH
His golden rod in's purse which was his charmH
And last of all to act upon this StageA
Leaning upon his staff comes up old ageA
Under his arm a Sheaf of wheat he boreO
A Harvest of the best what needs he moreO
In's other hand a glass ev'n almost runI
This writ about This out then I am doneI
His hoary hairs and grave aspect made wayP
And all gave ear to what he had to sayP
These being met each in his equipageA
Intend to speak according to their ageA
But wise Old age did with all gravityK
To childish childhood give precedencyP
And to the rest his reason mildly toldK
That he was young before he grew so oldK
To do as he the rest full soon assentsP
Their method was that of the ElementsP
That each should tell what of himself he knewQ
Both good and bad but yet no more then's trueQ
With heed now stood three ages of frail manR
To hear the child who crying thus beganR

Anne Bradstreet



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