To A Young Lady, On Being Too Fond Of Music Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: ABAB CDCD BEBF GHGH IJIJ BBBB BEBE BKBK LBLB MNMN

Why is your mind thus all day longA
Upon your music setB
Till reason's swallowed in a songA
Or idle canzonetB
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I grant you Melesinda whenC
Your instrument was newD
I was well pleased to see you thenC
Its charms assiduous wooD
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The rudiments of any artB
Or mastery that we tryE
Are only on the learner's partB
Got by hard industryF
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But you are past your first essaysG
Whene'er you play your touchH
Skilful and light ensures you praiseG
All beyond that's too muchH
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Music's sweet uses are to smoothI
Each rough and angry passionJ
To elevate at once and sootheI
A heavenly recreationJ
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But we misconstrue and defeatB
The end of any goodB
When what should be our casual treatB
We make our constant foodB
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While to the exclusion of the restB
This single art you plyE
Your nobler studies are supprestB
Your books neglected lieE
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Could you in what you so affectB
The utmost summit reachK
Beyond what fondest friends expectB
Or skilfullest masters teachK
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The skill you learned would not repayL
The time and pains it costB
Youth's precious season thrown awayL
And reading leisure lostB
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A benefit to books we oweM
Music can ne'er dispenseN
The one does only sound bestowM
The other gives us senseN

Charles Lamb



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