The Disappointment Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: A BCCBBDBEFF GHHIHHHHJJ BKLBBJJBHH BGMBNHHNOE BPPBHQQHQQ QHHQDHHDQQ DBBDRQQRQQ QSSQHJJHBB HLKHHTUHQQ VBBVBRRBMG QHHQQSQSTU JQQJQQQQHH QHHQBHHBSS ODDEQQQQQQA | |
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One Day the Amarous Lisander | B |
By an impatient Passion sway'd | C |
Surpris'd fair Cloris that lov'd Maid | C |
Who cou'd defend her self no longer | B |
All things did with his Love conspire | B |
The gilded Planet of the Day | D |
In his gay Chariot drawn by Fire | B |
War now descending to the Sea | E |
And left no Light to guide the World | F |
But what from Cloris brighter Eves was hurl'd | F |
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In alone Thicket made for Love | G |
Silent as yielding Maids Consent | H |
She with a charming Languishment | H |
Permits his force yet gently strove | I |
Her Hands his Bosom softly meet | H |
But not to put him back design'd | H |
Rather to draw him on inclin'd | H |
Whilst he lay trembling at her feet | H |
Resistance 'tis to late to shew | J |
She wants the pow'r to sav Ah what do you do | J |
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Her bright Eyes sweat and yet Severe | B |
Where Love and Shame confus'dly strive | K |
Fresh Vigor to Lisander give | L |
And whispring softly in his Ear | B |
She Cry'd Cease cease your vain desire | B |
Or I'll call out What wou'd you do | J |
My dearer Honour ev'n to you | J |
I cannot must not give retire | B |
Or take that Life whose chiefest part | H |
I gave you with the Conquest of my Heart | H |
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But he as much unus'd to fear | B |
As he was capable of Love | G |
The blessed Minutes to improve | M |
Kisses her Lips her Neck her Hair | B |
Each touch her new Desires alarms | N |
His burning trembling Hand he prest | H |
Upon her melting Snowy Breast | H |
While she lay panting in his Arms | N |
All her unguarded Beauties lie | O |
The Spoils and Trophies of the Enemy | E |
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And now without Respect or Fear | B |
He seeks the Objects of his Vows | P |
His Love no Modesty allows | P |
By swift degrees advancing where | B |
His daring Hand that Alter seiz'd | H |
Where Gods of Love do Sacrifice | Q |
That awful Throne that Paradise | Q |
Where Rage is tam'd and Anger pleas'd | H |
That Living Fountain from whose Trills | Q |
The melted Soul in liquid Drops distils | Q |
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Her balmy Lips encountring his | Q |
Their Bodies as their Souls are joyn'd | H |
Where both in Transports were confin'd | H |
Extend themselves upon the Moss | Q |
Cloris half dead and breathless lay | D |
Her Eyes appear'd like humid Light | H |
Such as divides the Day and Night | H |
Or falling Stars whose Fires decay | D |
And now no signs of Life she shows | Q |
But what in short breath sighs returns and goes | Q |
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He saw how at her length she lay | D |
He saw her rising Bosom bare | B |
Her loose thin Robes through which appear | B |
A Shape design'd for Love and Play | D |
Abandon'd by her Pride and Shame | R |
She do's her softest Sweets dispence | Q |
Offring her Virgin Innocence | Q |
A Victim to Loves Sacred Flame | R |
Whilst th' or'e ravish'd Shepherd lies | Q |
Unable to perform the Sacrifice | Q |
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Ready to taste a Thousand Joys | Q |
Thee too transported hapless Swain | S |
Found the vast Pleasure turn'd to Pain | S |
Pleasure which too much Love destroys | Q |
The willing Garments by he laid | H |
And Heav'n all open to his view | J |
Mad to possess himself he threw | J |
On the defenceless lovely Maid | H |
But oh what envious Gods conspire | B |
To snatch his Pow'r yet leave him the Desire | B |
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Natures support without whose Aid | H |
She can no humane Being give | L |
It self now wants the Art to live | K |
Faintness it slacken'd Nerves invade | H |
In vain th' enraged Youth assaid | H |
To call his fleeting Vigour back | T |
No Motion 'twill from Motion take | U |
Excess of Love his Love betray'd | H |
In vain he Toils in vain Commands | Q |
Th' Insensible fell weeping in his Hands | Q |
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In this so Am'rous cruel strife | V |
Where Love and Fate were too severe | B |
The poor Lisander in Despair | B |
Renounc'd his Reason with his Life | V |
Now all the Brisk and Active Fire | B |
That should the Nobler Part inflame | R |
Unactive Frigid Dull became | R |
And left no Spark for new Desire | B |
Not all her Naked Charms cou'd move | M |
Or calm that Rage that had debauch'd his Love | G |
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Cloris returning from the Trance | Q |
Which Love and soft Desire had bred | H |
Her tim'rous Hand she gently laid | H |
Or guided by Design or Chance | Q |
Upon that Fabulous Priapus | Q |
That Potent God as Poets feign | S |
But never did young Shepherdess | Q |
Garth'ring of Fern upon the Plain | S |
More nimbly draw her Fingers back | T |
Finding beneath the Verdant Leaves a Snake | U |
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Then Cloris her fair Hand withdrew | J |
Finding that God of her Desires | Q |
Disarm'd of all his pow'rful Fires | Q |
And cold as Flow'rs bath'd in the Morning dew | J |
Who can the Nymphs Confusion guess | Q |
The Blood forsook the kinder place | Q |
And strew'd with Blushes all her Face | Q |
Which both Disdain and Shame express | Q |
And from Lisanders Arms she fled | H |
Leaving him fainting on the gloomy Bed | H |
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Like Lightning through the Grove she hies | Q |
Or Daphne from the Delphick God | H |
No Print upon the Grassie Road | H |
She leaves t' instruct pursuing Eyes | Q |
The Wind that wanton'd in her Hair | B |
And with her ruffled Garments plaid | H |
Discover'd in the flying Maid | H |
All that the Gods e're made of Fair | B |
So Venus when her Love was Slain | S |
With fear and haste flew o're the fatal Plain | S |
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The Nymphs resentments none but I | O |
Can well imagin and Condole | D |
But none can guess Lisander's Soul | D |
But those who sway'd his Destiny | E |
His silent Griefs swell up to Storms | Q |
And not one God his Fury spares | Q |
He Curst his Birth his Fate his Stars | Q |
But more the Shepherdesses Charms | Q |
Whose soft bewitching influence | Q |
Had Damn'd him to the Hell of Impotence | Q |
Aphra Behn
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