A Part Of An Ode Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: AB CCDDEEFFCC GGHHIIEEJJ KLKKEECKCCGG CCMMEENOKK PPCCKKQQBB KRKRKKSJJTUU

To the Immortal Memory and Friendship of that noble pairA
Sir Lucius Cary and Sir H MorisonB
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It is not growing like a treeC
In bulk doth make man better beC
Or standing long an oak three hundred yearD
To fall a log at last dry bald and sereD
A lily of a dayE
Is fairer far in MayE
Although it fall and die that nightF
It was the plant and flower of lightF
In small proportions we just beauties seeC
And in short measures life may perfect beC
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Call noble Lucius then for wineG
And let thy looks with gladness shineG
Accept this garland plant it on thy headH
And think nay know thy Morison 's not deadH
He leap'd the present ageI
Possest with holy rageI
To see that bright eternal DayE
Of which we Priests and Poets sayE
Such truths as we expect for happy menJ
And there he lives with memory and BenJ
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Jonson who sung this of him ere he wentK
Himself to restL
Or tast a part of that full joy he meantK
To have exprestK
In this bright AsterismE
Where it were friendship's schismE
Were not his Lucius long with us to tarryC
To separate these twyK
Lights the DioscuriC
And keep the one half from his HarryC
But fate doth so alternate the designG
Whilst that in Heav'n this light on earth must shineG
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And shine as you exalted areC
Two names of friendship but one starC
Of hearts the union and those not by chanceM
Made or indenture or leased out to advanceM
The profits for a timeE
No pleasures vain did chimeE
Of rimes or riots at your feastsN
Orgies of drink or feign'd protestsO
But simple love of greatness and of goodK
That knits brave minds and manners more than bloodK
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This made you first to know the WhyP
You liked then after to applyP
That liking and approach so one the t'otherC
Till either grew a portion of the otherC
Each styl egrave d by his endK
The copy of his friendK
You lived to be the great surnamesQ
And titles by which all made claimsQ
Unto the Virtue nothing perfect doneB
But as a CARY or a MORISONB
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And such the force the fair example hadK
As they that sawR
The good and durst not practise it were gladK
That such a lawR
Was left yet to mankindK
Where they might read and findK
FRIENDSHIP indeed was written not in wordsS
And with the heart not penJ
Of two so early menJ
Whose lines her rules were and recordsT
Who ere the first down bloom egrave d on the chinU
Had sow'd these fruits and got the harvest inU

Ben Jonson



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