The Shepherd's Address To His Muse Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: ABAB CDCD EFEG DHDH IJIK LLLL LMLM DLDL DLDL MLGL

Good Muse rocke me aslepeA
With some sweete harmonyB
This wearie eye is not to kepeA
Thy wary companyB
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Sweet Love begon a whileC
Thou seest my heavinessD
Beautie is borne but to beguyleC
My harte of happinesD
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See how my little flockeE
That lovde to feede on higheF
Doe headlonge tumble downe the rockeE
And in the valley dyeG
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The bushes and the treesD
That were so freshe and greeneH
Doe all their deintie colors leeseD
And not a leafe is seeneH
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The blacke birde and the thrusheI
That made the woodes to ringeJ
With all the rest are now at husheI
And not a note they singeK
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Swete Philomele the birdeL
That hath the heavenly throteL
Doth nowe alas not once affordeL
Recordings of a noteL
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Th flowers have had a frostL
The herbs have loste their savoureM
And Phillida the faire hath lostL
'For me her wonted' favourM
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Thus all these careful sightsD
So kill me in conceitL
That now to hope upon delightsD
It is but meere deceiteL
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And therefore my sweete MuseD
That knowest what helpe is bestL
Doe nowe thy heavenlie conninge useD
To sett my harte at restL
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And in a dreame bewraieM
What fate shal be my frendeL
Whether my life shall still decayeG
Or when my sorrowes endeL

Anonymous Olde English



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