The Angel In The House. Book Ii. Canto Iv. Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

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PreludesA
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I Honour and DesertB
O queen awake to thy renownC
Require what 'tis our wealth to giveD
And comprehend and wear the crownC
Of thy despised prerogativeD
I who in manhood's name at lengthE
With glad songs come to abdicateF
The gross regality of strengthE
Must yet in this thy praise abateF
That through thine erring humblenessA
And disregard of thy degreeG
Mainly has man been so much lessA
Than fits his fellowship with theeG
High thoughts had shaped the foolish browH
The coward had grasp'd the hero's swordI
The vilest had been great hadst thouH
Just to thyself been worth's rewardI
But lofty honours undersoldJ
Seller and buyer both disgraceA
And favours that make folly boldJ
Banish the light from virtue's faceA
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II Love and HonourH
What man with baseness so contentK
Or sick with false conceit of rightL
As not to know that the elementM
And inmost warmth of love's delightL
Is honour Who'd not rather kissA
A duchess than a milkmaid prankN
The two in equal grace which isA
Precedent Nature's obvious rankN
Much rather then a woman deck'dO
With saintly honours chaste and goodP
Whose thoughts celestial things affectO
Whose eyes express her heavenly moodQ
Those lesser vaunts are dimm'd or lostR
Which plume her name or paint her lipS
Extinct in the deep glowing boastT
Of her angelic fellowshipS
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III Valour misdirectedU
I'll hunt for dangers North and SouthV
To prove my love which sloth malignsA
What seems to say her rosy mouthV
I'm not convinced by proofs but signsA
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Love In IdlenessA
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I-
What should I do In such a wifeW
Fortune had lavish'd all her storeH
And nothing now seem'd left for lifeW
But to deserve her more and moreH
To this I vow'd my life's whole scopeX
And Love said I forewarn you nowH
The Maiden will fulfil your hopeX
Only as you fulfil your vowH
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II-
A promised service task for daysA
Was done this morning while she sleptY
With that full heart which thinks no praiseA
Of vows which are not more than keptY
But loftier work did love imposeA
And studious hours Alas for theseA
While she from all my thoughts aroseA
Like Venus from the restless seasA
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I conn'd a scheme with mind elateF
My Uncle's land would fall to meG
My skill was much in school debateF
My friends were strong in SalisburyG
A place in Parliament once gain'dZ
Thro' saps first labour'd out of sightL
Far loftier peaks were then attain'dZ
With easy leaps from height to heightL
And that o'erwhelming honour paidA2
Or recognised at least in lifeW
Which this most sweet and noble MaidA2
Should yield to him who call'd her WifeW
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IVW
I fix'd this rule in Sarum CloseA
To make two visits every weekB2
The first to day and save on thoseA
I nought would do think read or speakB2
Which did not help my settled willC2
To earn the Statesman's proud applauseA
And now forthwith to mend my skillC2
In ethics politics and lawsA
The Statesman's learning Flush'd with powerH
And pride of freshly form'd resolveW
I read Helvetius half an hourH
But halting in attempts to solveW
Why more than all things else that beG
A lady's grace hath force to moveW
That sensitive appetencyA
Of intellectual good call'd loveW
Took Blackstone down only to drawH
My swift deriving thoughts ere longD2
To love which is the source of lawH
And like a king can do no wrongD2
Then open'd Hyde where loyal heartsA
With faith unpropp'd by precedentM
Began to play rebellious partsA
O mighty stir that little meantK
How dull the crude plough'd fields of factE2
To me who trod the Elysian groveW
How idle all heroic actE2
By the least suffering of loveW
I could not read so took my penF2
And thus commenced in form of notesA
A Lecture for the Salisbury menF2
With due regard to Tory votesA
A road's a road though worn to rutsA
They speed who travel straight thereinG2
But he who tacks and tries short cutsA
Gets fools' praise and a broken shinG2
And here I stopp'd in sheer despairH
But what to day was thus begunH2
I vow'd up starting from my chairH
To morrow should indeed be doneH2
So loosed my chafing thoughts from schoolI2
To play with fancy as they choseA
And then according to my ruleI2
I dress'd and came to Sarum CloseA
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VG
Ah that sweet laugh Diviner senseA
Did Nature forming her inspireH
To omit the grosser elementsA
And make her all of air and fireH
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VIIG
To morrow Cowes Regatta fellJ2
The Dean would like his girls to goK2
If I went too Most gladly WellJ2
I did but break a foolish vowG
Unless Love's toil has love for prizeA
And then he's Hercules aboveG
All other contrarietiesA
Is labour contrary to loveG
No fault of Love's but nature's lawsA
And Love in idleness lies quickL2
For as the worm whose powers make pauseA
And swoon through alteration sickL2
The soul its wingless state dissolvedM2
Awaits its nuptial life completeN2
All indolently self convolvedN2
Cocoon'd in silken fancies sweetN2

Coventry Patmore



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