On The Death Of E. Waller, Esq. Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: AABCDDEEFFGHHIIJJKLK MMNNOOPDQQ OOMMMRRSTUUOOOOOOOVW WIIXIYZIITTA2A2| How to thy Sacred Memory shall I bring | A |
| Worthy thy Fame a grateful Offering | A |
| I who by Toils of Sickness am become | B |
| Almost as near as thou art to a Tomb | C |
| While every soft and every tender Strain | D |
| Is ruffl'd and ill natur'd grown with Pain | D |
| But at thy Name my languisht Muse revives | E |
| And a new Spark in the dull Ashes strives | E |
| I hear thy tuneful Verse thy Song Divine | F |
| And am lnspir'd by every charming Line | F |
| But Oh | G |
| What Inspiration at the second hand | H |
| Can an Immortal Elegic Command | H |
| Unless Me Pious Offerings mine should be | I |
| Made Sacred being Consecrate to thee | I |
| Eternal as thy own Almighty Verse | J |
| Should be those Trophies that adom thy Hearse | J |
| The Thought Illustrious and the Fancy Young | K |
| The Wit Sublime the Judgment Fine and Strong | L |
| Soft as thy Notes to Sacharissa sung | K |
| Whilst mine like Transitory Flowers decay | M |
| That come to deck thy Tomb a short liv'd Day | M |
| Such Tributes are like Tenures only fit | N |
| To shew from whom we hold our Right to Wit | N |
| Hafl wondrous Bard whose Heav'n born Genius first | O |
| My Infant Muse and Blooming Fancy Nurst | O |
| With thy soft Food of Love I first began | P |
| Then fed on nobler Panegyrick Strain | D |
| Numbers Seraphic and at every View | Q |
| My Soul extended and much larger grew | Q |
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| Where e're I Read new Raptures seiz'd my Blood | O |
| Methought I heard the Language of a God | O |
| Long did the untun'd World in Ignorance stray | M |
| Producing nothing that was Great and Gay | M |
| Till taught by thee the true Poetick way | M |
| Rough were the Tracts before Dull and Obscure | R |
| Nor Pleasure nor Instruction could procure | R |
| Their thoughtless Labour could no Passion move | S |
| Sure in that Age the Poets knew not Love | T |
| That Charming God like Apparitions then | U |
| Was only talk'd on but ne're seen by Men | U |
| Darkness was o're the Muses Land displaid | O |
| And even the Chosen Tribe unguided straid | O |
| Till by thee rescu'd from th' Egyptian Night | O |
| They now look up and view the God of Light | O |
| That taught them how to Love and how to Write | O |
| And to Enhance the Blessing which Heav'n lent | O |
| When for our great Instructor thou wert sent | O |
| Large was thy Life but yet thy Glories more | V |
| And like the Sun did still dispense thy Power | W |
| Producing somthing wondrous every hour | W |
| And in thy Circulary Course didst see | I |
| The very Life and Death of Poetry | I |
| Thou saw'st the Generous Nine neglected lie | X |
| None listning to their Heav'nly Harmony | I |
| The World being grown to that low Ebb of Sense | Y |
| To disesteem the noblest Excellence | Z |
| And no Encouragement to Phophets shewn | I |
| Who in past Ages got so great Renown | I |
| Though Fortune Elevated thee above | T |
| Its scanty Gratitude or fickle Love | T |
| Yet fallen with the World untir'd by Age | A2 |
| Scorning th'unthinking Crowd thou quit'st the Stage | A2 |
Aphra Behn
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