The Disappointment Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: A BCCBBDBEFF GHHIHHHHJJ BKLBBJJBHH BGMBNHHNOE BPPBHQQHQQ QHHQDHHDQQ DBBDRQQRQQ QSSQHJJHBB HLKHHTUHQQ VBBVBRRBMG QHHQQSQSTU JQQJQQQQHH QHHQBHHBSS ODDEQQQQQQ

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One Day the Amarous LisanderB
By an impatient Passion sway'dC
Surpris'd fair Cloris that lov'd MaidC
Who cou'd defend her self no longerB
All things did with his Love conspireB
The gilded Planet of the DayD
In his gay Chariot drawn by FireB
War now descending to the SeaE
And left no Light to guide the WorldF
But what from Cloris brighter Eves was hurl'dF
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In alone Thicket made for LoveG
Silent as yielding Maids ConsentH
She with a charming LanguishmentH
Permits his force yet gently stroveI
Her Hands his Bosom softly meetH
But not to put him back design'dH
Rather to draw him on inclin'dH
Whilst he lay trembling at her feetH
Resistance 'tis to late to shewJ
She wants the pow'r to sav Ah what do you doJ
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Her bright Eyes sweat and yet SevereB
Where Love and Shame confus'dly striveK
Fresh Vigor to Lisander giveL
And whispring softly in his EarB
She Cry'd Cease cease your vain desireB
Or I'll call out What wou'd you doJ
My dearer Honour ev'n to youJ
I cannot must not give retireB
Or take that Life whose chiefest partH
I gave you with the Conquest of my HeartH
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But he as much unus'd to fearB
As he was capable of LoveG
The blessed Minutes to improveM
Kisses her Lips her Neck her HairB
Each touch her new Desires alarmsN
His burning trembling Hand he prestH
Upon her melting Snowy BreastH
While she lay panting in his ArmsN
All her unguarded Beauties lieO
The Spoils and Trophies of the EnemyE
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And now without Respect or FearB
He seeks the Objects of his VowsP
His Love no Modesty allowsP
By swift degrees advancing whereB
His daring Hand that Alter seiz'dH
Where Gods of Love do SacrificeQ
That awful Throne that ParadiseQ
Where Rage is tam'd and Anger pleas'dH
That Living Fountain from whose TrillsQ
The melted Soul in liquid Drops distilsQ
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Her balmy Lips encountring hisQ
Their Bodies as their Souls are joyn'dH
Where both in Transports were confin'dH
Extend themselves upon the MossQ
Cloris half dead and breathless layD
Her Eyes appear'd like humid LightH
Such as divides the Day and NightH
Or falling Stars whose Fires decayD
And now no signs of Life she showsQ
But what in short breath sighs returns and goesQ
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He saw how at her length she layD
He saw her rising Bosom bareB
Her loose thin Robes through which appearB
A Shape design'd for Love and PlayD
Abandon'd by her Pride and ShameR
She do's her softest Sweets dispenceQ
Offring her Virgin InnocenceQ
A Victim to Loves Sacred FlameR
Whilst th' or'e ravish'd Shepherd liesQ
Unable to perform the SacrificeQ
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Ready to taste a Thousand JoysQ
Thee too transported hapless SwainS
Found the vast Pleasure turn'd to PainS
Pleasure which too much Love destroysQ
The willing Garments by he laidH
And Heav'n all open to his viewJ
Mad to possess himself he threwJ
On the defenceless lovely MaidH
But oh what envious Gods conspireB
To snatch his Pow'r yet leave him the DesireB
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Natures support without whose AidH
She can no humane Being giveL
It self now wants the Art to liveK
Faintness it slacken'd Nerves invadeH
In vain th' enraged Youth assaidH
To call his fleeting Vigour backT
No Motion 'twill from Motion takeU
Excess of Love his Love betray'dH
In vain he Toils in vain CommandsQ
Th' Insensible fell weeping in his HandsQ
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In this so Am'rous cruel strifeV
Where Love and Fate were too severeB
The poor Lisander in DespairB
Renounc'd his Reason with his LifeV
Now all the Brisk and Active FireB
That should the Nobler Part inflameR
Unactive Frigid Dull becameR
And left no Spark for new DesireB
Not all her Naked Charms cou'd moveM
Or calm that Rage that had debauch'd his LoveG
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Cloris returning from the TranceQ
Which Love and soft Desire had bredH
Her tim'rous Hand she gently laidH
Or guided by Design or ChanceQ
Upon that Fabulous PriapusQ
That Potent God as Poets feignS
But never did young ShepherdessQ
Garth'ring of Fern upon the PlainS
More nimbly draw her Fingers backT
Finding beneath the Verdant Leaves a SnakeU
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Then Cloris her fair Hand withdrewJ
Finding that God of her DesiresQ
Disarm'd of all his pow'rful FiresQ
And cold as Flow'rs bath'd in the Morning dewJ
Who can the Nymphs Confusion guessQ
The Blood forsook the kinder placeQ
And strew'd with Blushes all her FaceQ
Which both Disdain and Shame expressQ
And from Lisanders Arms she fledH
Leaving him fainting on the gloomy BedH
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Like Lightning through the Grove she hiesQ
Or Daphne from the Delphick GodH
No Print upon the Grassie RoadH
She leaves t' instruct pursuing EyesQ
The Wind that wanton'd in her HairB
And with her ruffled Garments plaidH
Discover'd in the flying MaidH
All that the Gods e're made of FairB
So Venus when her Love was SlainS
With fear and haste flew o're the fatal PlainS
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The Nymphs resentments none but IO
Can well imagin and CondoleD
But none can guess Lisander's SoulD
But those who sway'd his DestinyE
His silent Griefs swell up to StormsQ
And not one God his Fury sparesQ
He Curst his Birth his Fate his StarsQ
But more the Shepherdesses CharmsQ
Whose soft bewitching influenceQ
Had Damn'd him to the Hell of ImpotenceQ

Aphra Behn



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