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The Victories Of Love. Book Ii Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

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I	A
From Jane To Her Mother	B
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Thank Heaven the burthens on the heart	C
Are not half known till they depart	C
Although I long'd for many a year	D
To love with love that casts out fear	D
My Frederick's kindness frighten'd me	E
And heaven seem'd less far off than he	E
And in my fancy I would trace	F
A lady with an angel's face	F
That made devotion simply debt	G
Till sick with envy and regret	G
And wicked grief that God should e'er	B
Make women and not make them fair	H
That he might love me more because	I
Another in his memory was	J
And that my indigence might be	E
To him what Baby's was to me	E
The chief of charms who could have thought	K
But God's wise way is to give nought	K
Till we with asking it are tired	K
And when indeed the change desired	K
Comes lest we give ourselves the praise	L
It comes by Providence not Grace	F
And mostly our thanks for granted pray'rs	F
Are groans at unexpected cares	F
First Baby went to heaven you know	M
And five weeks after Grace went too	K
Then he became more talkative	N
And stooping to my heart would give	N
Signs of his love which pleased me more	O
Than all the proofs he gave before	O
And in that time of our great grief	P
We talk'd religion for relief	P
For though we very seldom name	Q
Religion we now think the same	Q
Oh what a bar is thus removed	K
To loving and to being loved	K
For no agreement really is	F
In anything when none's in this	F
Why Mother once if Frederick press'd	K
His wife against his hearty breast	K
The interior difference seem'd to tear	H
My own until I could not bear	H
The trouble 'Twas a dreadful strife	R
And show'd indeed that faith is life	R
He never felt this If he did	K
I'm sure it could not have been hid	K
For wives I need not say to you	K
Can feel just what their husbands do	K
Without a word or look but then	S
It is not so you know with men	S
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From that time many a Scripture text	K
Help'd me which had before perplex'd	K
Oh what a wond'rous word seem'd this	F
He is my head as Christ is his	F
None ever could have dared to see	F
In marriage such a dignity	F
For man and for his wife still less	F
Such happy happy lowliness	F
Had God Himself not made it plain	T
This revelation lays the rein	T
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If I may speak so on the neck	U
Of a wife's love takes thence the check	U
Of conscience and forbids to doubt	K
Its measure is to be without	K
All measure and a fond excess	F
Is here her rule of godliness	F
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I took him not for love but fright	K
He did but ask a dreadful right	K
In this was love that he loved me	F
The first who was mere poverty	F
All that I know of love he taught	K
And love is all I know of aught	K
My merit is so small by his	F
That my demerit is my bliss	F
My life is hid with him in Christ	K
Never thencefrom to be enticed	K
And in his strength have I such rest	K
As when the baby on my breast	K
Finds what it knows not how to seek	V
And very happy very weak	V
Lies only knowing all is well	W
Pillow'd on kindness palpable	X
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II	A
From Lady Clitheroe To Mary Churchill	Y
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Dear Saint I'm still at High Hurst Park	Z
The house is fill'd with folks of mark	Z
Honoria suits a good estate	K
Much better than I hoped How fate	K
Loads her with happiness and pride	K
And such a loving lord beside	K
But between us Sweet everything	A2
Has limits and to build a wing	A2
To this old house when Courtholm stands	F
Empty upon his Berkshire lands	F
And all that Honor might be near	D
Papa was buying love too dear	D
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With twenty others there are two	K
Guests here whose names will startle you	K
Mr and Mrs Frederick Graham	B2
I thought he stay'd away for shame	Q
He and his wife were ask'd you know	M
And would not come four years ago	M
You recollect Miss Smythe found out	K
Who she had been and all about	K
Her people at the Powder mill	Y
And how the fine Aunt tried to instil	Y
Haut ton and how at last poor Jane	T
Had got so shy and gauche that when	S
The Dockyard gentry came to sup	C2
She always had to be lock'd up	C2
And some one wrote to us and said	K
Her mother was a kitchen maid	K
Dear Mary you'll be charm'd to know	M
It must be all a fib But oh	M
She is the oddest little Pet	K
On which my eyes were ever set	K
She's so outr e and natural	Y
That when she first arrived we all	Y
Wonder'd as when a robin comes	F
In through the window to eat crumbs	F
At breakfast with us She has sense	F
Humility and confidence	F
And save in dressing just a thought	K
Gayer in colours than she ought	K
To day she looks a cross between	D2
Gipsy and Fairy red and green	D2
She always happens to do well	Y
And yet one never quite can tell	Y
What she might do or utter next	K
Lord Clitheroe is much perplex'd	K
Her husband every now and then	S
Looks nervous all the other men	S
Are charm'd Yet she has neither grace	F
Nor one good feature in her face	F
Her eyes indeed flame in her head	K
Like very altar fires to Fred	K
Whose steps she follows everywhere	H
Like a tame duck to the despair	H
Of Colonel Holmes who does his part	K
To break her funny little heart	K
Honor's enchanted 'Tis her view	K
That people if they're good and true	K
And treated well and let alone	E2
Will kindly take to what's their own	E2
And always be original	Y
Like children Honor's just like all	Y
The rest of us But thinking so	M
'Tis well she miss'd Lord Clitheroe	K
Who hates originality	K
Though he puts up with it in me	K
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Poor Mrs Graham has never been	F2
To the Opera You should have seen	D2
The innocent way she told the Earl	Y
She thought Plays sinful when a girl	Y
And now she never had a chance	F
Frederick's complacent smile and glance	F
Towards her show'd me past a doubt	K
Honoria had been quite cut out	K
'Tis very strange for Mrs Graham	B2
Though Frederick's fancy none can blame	Q
Seems the last woman you'd have thought	K
Her lover would have ever sought	K
She never reads I find nor goes	F
Anywhere so that I suppose	F
She got at all she ever knew	K
By growing up as kittens do	K
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Talking of kittens by the bye	A
You have more influence than I	A
With dear Honoria Get her Dear	K
To be a little more severe	K
With those sweet Children They've the run	G2
Of all the place When school was done	G2
Maud burst in while the Earl was there	K
With Oh Mama do be a bear	K
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Do you know Dear this odd wife of Fred	K
Adores his old Love in his stead	K
She is so nice yet I should say	F
Not quite the thing for every day	F
Wonders are wearying Felix goes	F
Next Sunday with her to the Close	F
And you will judge	H2
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Honoria asks	F
All Wiltshire Belles here Felix basks	F
Like Puss in fire shine when the room	I2
Is thus aflame with female bloom	I2
But then she smiles when most would pout	K
And so his lawless loves go out	K
With the last brocade 'Tis not the same	Q
I fear with Mrs Frederick Graham	B2
Honoria should not have her here	K
And this you might just hint my Dear	K
For Felix says he never saw	F
Such proof of what he holds for law	F
That beauty is love which can be seen	D2
Whatever he by this may mean	D2
Were it not dreadful if he fell	Y
In love with her on principle	Y
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III	A
From Jane To Mrs Graham	B2
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Mother I told you how at first	K
I fear'd this visit to the Hurst	K
Fred must I felt be so distress'd	K
By aught in me unlike the rest	K
Who come here But I find the place	F
Delightful there's such ease and grace	F
And kindness and all seem to be	K
On such a high equality	K
They have not got to think you know	M
How far to make the money go	M
But Frederick says it's less the expense	F
Of money than of sound good sense	F
Quickness to care what others feel	Y
And thoughts with nothing to conceal	Y
Which I'll teach Johnny Mrs Vaughan	J2
Was waiting for us on the Lawn	J2
And kiss'd and call'd me Cousin Fred	K
Neglected his old friends she said	K
He laugh'd and colour'd up at this	F
She was you know a flame of his	F
But I'm not jealous Luncheon done	G2
I left him who had just begun	G2
To talk about the Russian War	K
With an old Lady Lady Carr	K
A Countess but I'm more afraid	K
A great deal of the Lady's Maid	K
And went with Mrs Vaughan to see	K
The pictures which appear'd to be	K
Of sorts of horses clowns and cows	F
Call'd Wouvermans and Cuyps and Dows	F
And then she took me up to show	M
Her bedroom where long years ago	M
A Queen slept 'Tis all tapestries	F
Of Cupi	C2