Lycidas. Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABCCBBDEBDEFGHIJJKLM MNOOPQRQSSTUUTVVWMXM MMMYZYHZFA2ZA2B2B2C2 C2MAMD2AD2AHE2ZZE2HZ GZGZZZZF2F2ZZB2G2G2G 2ZG2ZZZZMZHHZG2MG2H2 H2MI2J2J2I2J2I2K2MMK 2MK2G2K2G2G2G2G2ZG2Z HG2HG2HG2HHG2ZG2ZZZZ ZZZZMG2G2MG2ZG2ZZZZZ G2ZG2G2G2G2G2G2L2L2H G2HG2G2HK2K2ZK2ZK2B2 B2ZB2ZHHG2G2ZHZHZHDD Z K2B2ZB2M2ZI2G2HM2ZM2 ZM2ZK2ZM2ZDG2G2M2M2M 2HM2DZZHDZG2DG2HZM2Z I2I2DZZDZZM2G2ZG2DZZ G2B2G2G2B2HZK2G2M2HM 2ZHG2ZM2M2ZM2ZHZG2G2 ZM2ZB2ZHDZM2DHK2G2G2 DZDZM2DZZM2DZM2M2DDD ZDZZZZM2DDZZDM2M2DZZ M2DB2DZDDDDDDZDM2DM2 DZM2ZZM2ZZK2ZDZZK2M2 DDM2N2M2K2M2ZZM2M2DM 2B2DZZK2DDZZDZM2M2D| Yet once more O ye laurels and once more | A |
| Ye myrtles brown with ivy never sere | B |
| I come to pluck your berries harsh and crude | C |
| And with forced fingers rude | C |
| Shatter your leaves before the mellowing year | B |
| Bitter constraint and sad occasion dear | B |
| Compels me to disturb your season due | D |
| For Lycidas is dead dead ere his prime | E |
| Young Lycidas and hath not left his peer | B |
| Who would not sing for Lycidas He knew | D |
| Himself to sing and build the lofty rhyme | E |
| He must not float upon his watery bier | F |
| Unwept and welter to the parching wind | G |
| Without the meed of some melodious tear | H |
| Begin then sisters of the sacred well | I |
| That from beneath the seat of Jove doth spring | J |
| Begin and somewhat loudly sweep the string | J |
| Hence with denial vain and coy excuse | K |
| So may some gentle muse | L |
| With lucky words favour my destined urn | M |
| And as he passes turn | M |
| And bid fair peace be to my sable shroud | N |
| For we were nursed upon the self same hill | O |
| Fed the same flock by fountain shade and rill | O |
| Together both ere the high lawns appeared | P |
| Under the opening eyelids of the morn | Q |
| We drove afield and both together heard | R |
| What time the gray fly winds her sultry horn | Q |
| Battening our flocks with the fresh dews of night | S |
| Oft till the star that rose at evening bright | S |
| Toward Heaven's descent had sloped his westering wheel | T |
| Meanwhile the rural ditties were not mute | U |
| Tempered to the oaten flute | U |
| Rough satyrs danced and fauns with cloven heel | T |
| From the glad sound would not be absent long | V |
| And old Damaetas loved to hear our song | V |
| But oh the heavy change now thou art gone | W |
| Now thou art gone and never must return | M |
| Thee shepherd thee the woods and desert caves | X |
| With wild thyme and the gadding vine o'ergrown | M |
| And all their echoes mourn | M |
| The willows and the hazel copses green | M |
| Shall now no more be seen | M |
| Fanning their joyous leaves to thy soft lays | Y |
| As killing as the canker to the rose | Z |
| Or taint worm to the weanling herds that graze | Y |
| Or frost to flowers that their gay wardrobe wear | H |
| When first the white thorn blows | Z |
| Such Lycidas thy loss to shepherd's ear | F |
| Where were ye nymphs when the remorseless deep | A2 |
| Closed o'er the head of your loved Lycidas | Z |
| For neither were ye playing on the steep | A2 |
| Where your old bards the famous Druids lie | B2 |
| Nor on the shaggy top of Mona high | B2 |
| Nor yet where Deva spreads her wizard stream | C2 |
| Ay me I fondly dream | C2 |
| Had ye been there for what could that have done | M |
| What could the muse herself that Orpheus bore | A |
| The muse herself for her enchanting son | M |
| Whom universal nature did lament | D2 |
| When by the rout that made the hideous roar | A |
| His gory visage down the stream was sent | D2 |
| Down the swift Hebrus to the Lesbian shore | A |
| Alas what boots it with incessant care | H |
| To tend the homely slighted shepherd's trade | E2 |
| And strictly meditate the thankless muse | Z |
| Were it not better done as others use | Z |
| To sport with Amaryllis in the shade | E2 |
| Or with the tangles of Neaera's hair | H |
| Fame is the spur that the clear spirit doth raise | Z |
| That last infirmity of noble mind | G |
| To scorn delights and live laborious days | Z |
| But the fair guerdon when we hope to find | G |
| And think to burst out into sudden blaze | Z |
| Comes the blind fury with the abhorred shears | Z |
| And slits the thin spun life But not the praise | Z |
| Phoebus replied and touched my trembling ears | Z |
| Fame is no plant that grows on mortal soil | F2 |
| Nor in the glistering foil | F2 |
| Set off to the world nor in broad rumour lies | Z |
| But lives and spreads aloft by those pure eyes | Z |
| And perfect witness of all judging Jove | B2 |
| As he pronounces lastly on each deed | G2 |
| Of so much fame in Heaven expect thy meed | G2 |
| O fountain Arethuse and thou honoured flood | G2 |
| Smooth sliding Mincius crowned with vocal reeds | Z |
| That strain I heard was of a higher mood | G2 |
| But now my oat proceeds | Z |
| And listens to the herald of the sea | Z |
| That came in Neptune's plea | Z |
| He asked the waves and asked the felon winds | Z |
| What hard mishap had doomed this gentle swain | M |
| And questioned every gust of rugged wings | Z |
| That blows from off each beaked promontory | H |
| They knew not of his story | H |
| And sage Hippotades their answer brings | Z |
| That not a blast was from his dungeon strayed | G2 |
| The air was calm and on the level brine | M |
| Sleek Panope with all her sisters played | G2 |
| It was that fatal and perfidious bark | H2 |
| Built in the eclipse and rigged with curses dark | H2 |
| That sunk so low that sacred head of thine | M |
| Next Camus reverend sire went footing slow | I2 |
| His mantle hairy and his bonnet sedge | J2 |
| Inwrought with figures dim and on the edge | J2 |
| Like to that sanguine flower inscribed with woe | I2 |
| Ah who hath reft quoth he my dearest pledge | J2 |
| Last came and last did go | I2 |
| The pilot of the Galilean lake | K2 |
| Two massy keys he bore of metals twain | M |
| The golden opes the iron shuts amain | M |
| He shook his mitred locks and stern bespake | K2 |
| How well could I have spared for thee young swain | M |
| Enow of such as for their bellies' sake | K2 |
| Creep and intrude and climb into the fold | G2 |
| Of other care they little reckoning make | K2 |
| Than how to scramble at the shearer's feast | G2 |
| And shove away the worthy bidden guest | G2 |
| Blind mouths that scarce themselves know how to hold | G2 |
| A sheep hook or have learned aught else the least | G2 |
| That to the faithful herdsman's art belongs | Z |
| What reeks it them What need they They are sped | G2 |
| And when they list their lean and flashy songs | Z |
| Grate on their scrannel pipes of wretched straw | H |
| The hungry sheep look up and are not fed | G2 |
| But swollen with wind and the rank mist they draw | H |
| Rot inwardly and foul contagion spread | G2 |
| Besides what the grim wolf with privy paw | H |
| Daily devours apace and nothing said | G2 |
| But that two handed engine at the door | H |
| Stands ready to smite once and smite no more | H |
| Return Alpheus the dread voice is past | G2 |
| That shrunk thy streams return Sicilian muse | Z |
| And call the vales and bid them hither cast | G2 |
| Their bells and flowerets of a thousand hues | Z |
| Ye valleys low where the mild whispers use | Z |
| Of shades and wanton winds and gushing brooks | Z |
| On whose fresh lap the swart star sparely looks | Z |
| Throw hither all your quaint enamelled eyes | Z |
| That on the green turf suck the honeyed showers | Z |
| And purple all the ground with vernal flowers | Z |
| Bring the rathe primrose that forsaken dies | Z |
| The tufted crow toe and pale jessamine | M |
| The white pink and the pansy freaked with jet | G2 |
| The glowing violet | G2 |
| The musk rose and the well attired woodbine | M |
| With cowslips wan that hang the pensive head | G2 |
| And every flower that sad embroidery wears | Z |
| Bid amaranthus all his beauty shed | G2 |
| And daffodillies fill their cups with tears | Z |
| To strow the laureate hearse where Lycid lies | Z |
| For so to interpose a little ease | Z |
| Let our frail thoughts dally with false surmise | Z |
| Ay me whilst thee the shores and sounding seas | Z |
| Wash far away where ere thy bones are hurled | G2 |
| Whether beyond the stormy Hebrides | Z |
| Where thou perhaps under the whelming tide | G2 |
| Visit'st the bottom of the monstrous world | G2 |
| Or whether thou to our moist vows denied | G2 |
| Sleep'st by the fable of Bellerus old | G2 |
| Where the great vision of the guarded mount | G2 |
| Looks toward Namancos and Bayona's hold | G2 |
| Look homeward angel now and melt with ruth | L2 |
| And O ye dolphins waft the hapless youth | L2 |
| Weep no more woeful shepherds weep no more | H |
| For Lycidas your sorrow is not dead | G2 |
| Sunk though he be beneath the watery floor | H |
| So sinks the day star in the ocean bed | G2 |
| And yet anon repairs his drooping head | G2 |
| And tricks his beams and with new spangled ore | H |
| Flames in the forehead of the morning sky | K2 |
| So Lycidas sunk low but mounted high | K2 |
| Through the dear might of him that walked the waves | Z |
| Where other groves and other streams along | K2 |
| With nectar pure his oozy locks he laves | Z |
| And hears the unexpressive nuptial song | K2 |
| In the blest kingdoms meek of joy and love | B2 |
| There entertain him all the saints above | B2 |
| In solemn troops and sweet societies | Z |
| That sing and singing in their glory move | B2 |
| And wipe the tears for ever from his eyes | Z |
| Now Lycidas the shepherds weep no more | H |
| Henceforth thou art the genius of the shore | H |
| In thy large recompense and shalt be good | G2 |
| To all that wander in that perilous flood | G2 |
| Thus sang the uncouth swain to the oaks and rills | Z |
| While the still morn went out with sandals gray | H |
| He touched the tender stops of various quills | Z |
| With eager thought warbling his Doric lay | H |
| And now the sun had stretched out all the hills | Z |
| And now was dropped into the western bay | H |
| At last he rose and twitched his mantle blue | D |
| Tomorrow to fresh woods and pastures new | D |
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| LYCIDAS | Z |
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| En iterum laurus iterum salvete myricae | K2 |
| Pallentes nullique hederae quae ceditis aevo | B2 |
| Has venio baccas quanquam sapor asper acerbis | Z |
| Decerptum quassumque manu folia ipsa proterva | B2 |
| Maturescentem praevortens improbus annum | M2 |
| Causa gravis pia cansa subest et amara deum lex | Z |
| Nec jam sponte mea vobis rata tempora turbo | I2 |
| Nam periit Lycidas periit superante juventa | G2 |
| Imberbis Lycidas quo non praestantior alter | H |
| Quis cantare super Lycida neget Ipse quoque artem | M2 |
| Norat Apollineam versumque imponere versu | Z |
| Non nullo vitreum fas innatet ille feretrum | M2 |
| Flente voluteturque arentes corpus ad auras | Z |
| Indotatum adeo et lacrymae vocalis egenum | M2 |
| Quare agite o sacri fontis queis cura sorores | Z |
| Cui sub inaccessi sella Jovis exit origo | K2 |
| Incipite et sonitu graviore impellite chordas | Z |
| Lingua procul male prompta loqui suasorque morarum | M2 |
| Sit pudor alloquiis ut mollior una secundis | Z |
| Pieridum faveat cui mox ego destiner urnae | D |
| Et gressus praetergrediens convertat et Esto | G2 |
| Dicat amoena quies atra tibi veste latenti | G2 |
| Uno namque jugo duo nutribamur eosdem | M2 |
| Pavit uterque greges ad fontem et rivulum et umbram | M2 |
| Tempore nos illo nemorum convexa priusquam | M2 |
| Aurora reserante oculos caepere videri | H |
| Urgebamus equos ad pascua novimus horam | M2 |
| Aridus audiri solitus qua clangor asili | D |
| Rore recentes greges passi pinguescere noctis | Z |
| Saepius albuerat donec quod vespere sidus | Z |
| Hesperios axes prono inclinasset Olympo | H |
| At pastorales non cessavere camoenae | D |
| Fistula disparibus quas temperat apta cicutis | Z |
| Saltabant Satyri informes nec murmure laeto | G2 |
| Capripedes potuere diu se avertere Fauni | D |
| Damaetasque modos nostros longaevus amabat | G2 |
| Jamque relicta tibi quantum mutata videntur | H |
| Rura relicta tibi cui non spes ulla regressus | Z |
| Te sylvae teque antra puer deserta ferarum | M2 |
| Incultis obducta thymis ac vite sequaci | Z |
| Decessisse gemunt gemitusque reverberat Echo | I2 |
| Non salices non glauca ergo coryleta videbo | I2 |
| Molles ad numeros laetum motare cacumen | D |
| Quale rosis scabies quam formidabile vermis | Z |
| Depulso jam lacte gregi dum tondet agellos | Z |
| Sive quod indutis verna jam veste pruinae | D |
| Floribus albet ubi primum paliurus in agris | Z |
| Tale fuit nostris Lycidam periisse bubulcis | Z |
| Qua Nymphae latuistis ubi crudele profundum | M2 |
| Delicias Lycidam vestras sub vortice torsit | G2 |
| Nam neque vos scopulis tum ludebatis in illis | Z |
| Quos veteres Druidae Vates illustria servant | G2 |
| Nomina nec celsae setoso in culmine Monae | D |
| Nec quos Deva locos magicis amplectitur undis | Z |
| Vae mihi delusos exercent somnia sensus | Z |
| Venissetis enim numquid venisse juvaret | G2 |
| Numquid Pieris ipsa parens interfuit Orphei | B2 |
| Pieris ipsa suae sobolis qui carmine rexit | G2 |
| Corda virum quem terra olim quam magna dolebat | G2 |
| Tempore quo dirum auditu strepitante caterva | B2 |
| Ora secundo amni missa ac foedata cruore | H |
| Lesbia praecipitans ad litora detulit Hebrus | Z |
| Eheu quid prodest noctes instare diesque | K2 |
| Pastorum curas spretas humilesque tuendo | G2 |
| Nilque relaturam meditari rite Camoenam | M2 |
| Nonne fuit satius lusus agitare sub umbra | H |
| Ut mos est aliis Amaryllida sive Neaeram | M2 |
| Sectanti ac tortis digitum impediisse capillis | Z |
| Scilcet ingenuum cor Fama novissimus error | H |
| Illa animi majoris uti calcaribus urget | G2 |
| Spernere delicias ac dedi rebus agendis | Z |
| Quanquam exoptatam jam spes attingere dotem | M2 |
| Jam nec opinata remur splendescere flamma | M2 |
| Caeca sed invisa cum forfice venit Erinnys | Z |
| Quae resecet tenui haerentem subtemine vitam | M2 |
| At Famam non illa refert tangitque trementes | Z |
| Phoebus Apollo aures Fama haud vulgaris ad instar | H |
| Floris amat terrestre solum fictosque nitores | Z |
| Queis inhiat populus nec cum Rumore patescit | G2 |
| Vivere dant illi dant increbrescere late | G2 |
| Puri oculi ac vox summa Jovis cui sola Potestas | Z |
| Fecerit ille semel de facto quoque virorum | M2 |
| Arbitrium tantum famae manet aethera nactis | Z |
| Fons Arethusa sacro placidus qui laberis alveo | B2 |
| Frontem vocali praetextus arundine Minci | Z |
| Sensi equidem gravius carmen Nunc cetera pastor | H |
| Exsequor Adstat enim missus pro rege marino | D |
| Seque rogasse refert fluctus ventosque rapaces | Z |
| Quae sors dura nimis tenerum rapuisset agrestem | M2 |
| Compellasse refert alarum quicquid ab omni | D |
| Spirat acerba sonans scopulo qui cuspidis instar | H |
| Prominet in pelagus fama haud pervenerat illuc | K2 |
| Haec ultro pater Hippotades responsa ferebat | G2 |
| Nulli sunt nostro palati carcere venti | G2 |
| Straverat aequor aquas et sub Jove compta sereno | D |
| Lusum exercebat Panope nymphaeque sorores | Z |
| Quam Furiae struxere per interlunia leto | D |
| Fetam ac fraude ratem malos velarat Erinnys | Z |
| Credas in mala tanta caput mersisse sacratum | M2 |
| Proximus huic tardum senior se Camus agebat | D |
| Cui setosa chlamys cui pileus ulva figuris | Z |
| Idem intertextus dubiis erat utque cruentos | Z |
| Quos perhibent flores inscriptus margine luctum | M2 |
| Nam quis ait praedulce meum me pignus ademit | D |
| Post hos qui Galilaea regit per stagna carinas | Z |
| Post hos venit iturus habet manus utraque clavim | M2 |
| Queis aperit clauditque auro ferrove gravatam | M2 |
| Mitra tegit crines quassis quibus acriter infit | D |
| Scilicet optassem pro te dare corpora leto | D |
| Sat multa o juvenis quot serpunt ventribus acti | D |
| Vi quot iter faciunt spretis in ovilia muris | Z |
| Hic labor hoc opus est pecus ut tondente magistro | D |
| Praeripiant epulas trudatur dignior hospes | Z |
| Capti oculis non ore pedum tractare nec ipsi | Z |
| Norunt quotve bonis sunt upilionibus artes | Z |
| Sed quid enim refert quove eat opus omnia nactis | Z |
| Fert ubi mens tenue ac deductum carmen avenam | M2 |
| Radit stridentem stipulis Pastore negato | D |
| Suspicit aegra pecus vento gravis ac lue tracta | D |
| Tabescit mox foeda capit contagia vulgus | Z |
| Quid dicam stabulis ut clandestinus oberrans | Z |
| Expleat ingluviem tristis lupus indice nullo | D |
| Illa tamen bimanus custodit machina portam | M2 |
| Stricta paratque malis plagam non amplius unam | M2 |
| En Alphee redi Quibus ima cohorruit unda | D |
| Voces praeteriere redux quoque Sicelis omnes | Z |
| Musa voca valles huc pendentes hyacinthos | Z |
| Fac jaciant teneros huc flores mille colorum | M2 |
| O nemorum depressa sonant ubi crebra susurri | D |
| Umbrarum et salientis aquae Zephyrique protervi | B2 |
| Queisque virens gremium penetrare Canicula parcit | D |
| Picturata modis jacite huc mihi lumina miris | Z |
| Mellitos imbres queis per viridantia rura | D |
| Mos haurire novo quo tellus vere rubescat | D |
| Huc ranunculus ipse arbos pallorque ligustri | D |
| Quaeque relicta perit vixdum matura feratur | D |
| Pnimula quique ebeno distinctus caetera flavet | D |
| Flos et qui specie nomen detrectat eburna | D |
| Ardenti violae rosa proxima fundat odores | Z |
| Serpyllumque placens et acerbo flexile vultu | D |
| Verbascum ac tristem si quid sibi legit amictum | M2 |
| Quicquid habes pulcri fundas amarante coronent | D |
| Narcissi lacrymis calices sternantque feretrum | M2 |
| Tectus ubi lauro Lycidas jacet adsit ut oti | D |
| Saltem aliquid ficta ludantur imagine mentes | Z |
| Me miserum Tua nam litus pelagusque sonorum | M2 |
| Ossa ferunt queiscunque procul jacteris in oris | Z |
| Sive procellosas ultra Symplegadas ingens | Z |
| Jam subter mare visis alit quae monstra profundum | M2 |
| Sive negavit enim precibus te Jupiter udis | Z |
| Cum sene Bellero veterum qui fabula dormis | Z |
| Qua custoditi montis praegrandis imago | K2 |
| Namancum atque arces longe prospectat Iberas | Z |
| Verte retro te verte deum mollire precando | D |
| Et vos infaustum juvenem delphines agatis | Z |
| Ponite jam lacrymas sat enim flevistis agrestes | Z |
| Non periit Lycidas vestri moeroris origo | K2 |
| Marmorei quanquam fluctus hausere cadentem | M2 |
| Sic et in aequoreum se condere saepe cubile | D |
| Luciferum videas nec longum tempus et effert | D |
| Demissum caput igne novo vestitus et aurum | M2 |
| Ceu rutilans in fronte poli splendescit Eoi | N2 |
| Sic obiit Lycidas sic assurrexit in altum | M2 |
| Illo quem peditem mare sustulit usus amico | K2 |
| Nunc campos alios alia errans stagna secundum | M2 |
| Rorantesque lavans integro nectare crines | Z |
| Audit inauditos nobis cantari Hymenaeos | Z |
| Fortunatorum sedes ubi mitis amorem | M2 |
| Laetitiamque affert Hic illum quotquot Olympum | M2 |
| Praedulces habitant turbae venerabilis ordo | D |
| Circumstant aliaeque canunt interque canendum | M2 |
| Majestate sua veniunt abeuntque catervae | B2 |
| Omnes ex oculis lacrymas arcere paratae | D |
| Ergo non Lycidam jam lamentantur agrestes | Z |
| Divus eris ripae puer hoc ex tempore nobis | Z |
| Grande nec immerito veniens in munus opemque | K2 |
| Poscent usque tuam dubiis quot in aestubus errant | D |
| Haec incultus aquis puer ilicibusque canebat | D |
| Processit dum mane silens talaribus albis | Z |
| Multa manu teneris discrimina tentat avenis | Z |
| Dorica non studio modulatus carmina segni | D |
| Et jam sol abiens colles extenderat omnes | Z |
| Jamque sub Hesperium se praecipitaverat alveum | M2 |
| Surrexit tandem glaucumque retraxit amictum | M2 |
| Cras lucos reor ille novos nova pascua quaeret | D |
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