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Muiopotmos, Or The Fate Of The Butterflie Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

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I SING of deadly dolorous debate	A
Stir'd vp through wrathfull Nemesis despight	A
Betwixt two mightie ones of great estate	A
Drawne into armes and proofe of mortall fight	A
Through prowd ambition and hartswelling hate	A
Whilest neither could the others greater might	A
And sdeignfull scorne endure that from small iarre	B
Their wraths at length broke into open warre	B
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The rote whereof and tragicall effect	A
Vouchsafe O thou the mournfulst Muse of nyne	C
That wontst the tragick stage for to direct	A
In funerall complaints and waylfull tyne	C
Reueale to me and all the meanes detect	A
Through which sad Clarion did at last declyne	C
To lowest wretchednes And is there then	C
Such rancor in the harts of mightie men	C
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Of all the race of siluer winged Flies	D
Which doo possesse the Empire of the aire	B
Betwixt the centred earth and azure skies	D
Was none more fauourable nor more faire	B
Whilst heauen did fauour his felicities	D
Then Clarion the eldest sonne and haire	B
Of Muscaroll and in his fathers sight	A
Of all aliue did seeme the fairest wight	A
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With fruitfull hope his aged breast he fed	A
Of future good which his young toward yeares	D
Full of braue courage and bold hardyhed	A
Aboue th' ensample of his equall peares	D
Did largely promise and to him forered	A
Whilst oft his heart did melt in tender teares	D
That he in time would sure proue such an one	C
As should be worthie of his fathers throne	C
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The fresh young flie in whom the kindly fire	B
Of lustfull yong th began to kindle fast	A
Did much disdaine to subject his desire	B
To loathsome sloth or houres in ease to wast	A
But ioy'd to range abroad in fresh attire	B
Through the wide compas of the ayrie coast	A
And with vnwearied wings each part t'inquire	B
Of the wide rule of his renowmed sire	B
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For he so swift and nimble was of flight	A
That from this lower tract he dar'd to stie	A
Vp to the clowdes and thence with pineons light	A
To mount aloft vnto the Christall skie	E
To vew the workmanship of heauens hight	A
Whence downe descending he along would flie	F
Vpon the streaming riuers sport to finde	A
And oft would dare to tempt the troublous winde	A
So on a Summers day when season milde	A
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With gentle calme the world had quieted	A
And high in heauen Hyperionsfierie childe	A
Ascending did his beames abroad dispred	A
Whiles all the heauens on lower creatures smilde	A
Yong Clarion with vaunted lustie head	A
After his guize did cast abroad to fare	B
And theretoo gan his furnitures prepare	B
His breastplate first that was of substance pure	B
Before his noble heart he firmely bound	A
That mought his life from yron death assure	B
	-
And ward his gentle corpes from cruell wound	A
For it by arte was framed to endure	B
The bit of balefull steele and bitter stownd	A
No lesse then that which Vulcane made to sheild	A
Achilles life from fate of Troyan field	A
And then about his shoulders broad he threw	B
An hairie hide of some wild beast whom hee	G
In saluage forrest by aduenture slew	B
And rest the spoyle his ornament to bee	G
Which spredding all his backe with dreadfull vew	H
	-
Made all that him so horrible did see	G
Thinke him Alcides with the Lyons skin	C
When the N mean Conquest he did win	C
Vpon his head his glistering Burganet	A
The which was wrought by wonderous deuice	G
And curiously engrauen he did set	A
The mettall was of rare and passing price	G
Not Bilbo steele nor brasse from Corinth fet	A
Nor costly Oricalche from strange Phoenice	G
But such as could both Phoebus arrowes ward	A
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And th' hayling darts of heauen beating hard	A
Therein two deadly weapons fixt he bore	B
Strongly outlaunced towards either side	A
Like two sharpe speares his enemies to gore	B
Like as a warlike Brigandine applyde	A
To fight layes forth her threatfull pikes afore	B
The engines which in them sad death doo hyde	A
So did this flie outstretch his fearefull hornes	G
Yet so as him their terrour more adornes	G
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Lastly his shinie wings as siluer bright	A
Painted with thousand colours passing farre	B
All Painters skill he did about him dight	A
Not halfe so manie sundrie colours arre	B
In Iris bowe ne heauen doth shine so bright	A
Distinguished with manie a twinckling starre	B
Nor Iunoes Bird in her ey spotted traine	C
So many goodly colours doth containe	C
	-
Ne may it be withouten perill spoken	C
The Archer God the son of Cytheree	B
That ioyes on wretched louers to be wroken	C
And heaped spoyles of bleeding harts to see	G
Beares in his wings so manie a changefull token	C
Ah my liege Lord forgiue it vnto mee	G
If ought against thine honour I haue tolde	A
Yet sure those wings were fairer manifolde	A
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Full manie a Ladie faire in Court full oft	A
Beholding them him secretly enuide	A
And wisht that two such fannes so silken soft	A
And golden faire her Loue would her prouide	A
Or that when them the gorgeous Flie had doft	A
Some one that would with grace be gratifide	A
From him would steale them priuily away	I
And bring to her so precious a pray	I
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Report is that dame Venus on a day	I
In spring when flowres doo clothe the fruitfull ground	A
Walking abroad with all her Nymphes to play	I
Bad her faire damzels flocking her arownd	A
To gather flowres her forhead to array	I
Emongst the rest a gentle Nymph was found	A
Hight Astery excelling all the crewe	B
In curteous vsage and vnstained hewe	B
	-
Who beeing nimbler ioynted than the rest	A
And more industrious gathered more store	B
Of the fields honour than the others best	A
Which they in secret harts enuying sore	B
Tolde Venus when her as the worthiest	A
She praisd that Cupide as they heard before	B
Did lend her secret aide in gathering	E
Into her lap the children of the spring	E
Wherof the Goddesse gathering iealous feare	B
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Not yet vnmindfull how not long agoe	E
Her sonne to Psyche secrete loue did beare	B
And long it close conceal'd till mickle woe	J
Thereof arose and manie a rufull teare	B
Reason with sudden rage did ouergoe	E
And giuing hastie credit to th'accuser	B
Was led away of them that did abuse her	B
Eftsoones that Damzell by her heauenly might	A
She turn'd into a winged Butterflie	I
In the wide aire to make her wandring flight	A
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And all those flowres with which so plenteouslie	I
Her lap she filled had that bred her spright	A
She placed in her wings for memorie	B
Of her pretended crime though crime none were	B
Since which that flie them in her wings doth beare	B
Thus the fresh Clarion being readie dight	A
Vnto his iourney did himselfe addresse	G
And with good speed began to take his flight	A
Ouer the fields in his franke lustinesse	G
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And all the countrey wide he did possesse	G
Feeding vpon their pleasures bounteouslie	I
That none gainsaid nor none him did enuie	C
The woods the riuers and the meadowes green	C
With his aire cutting wings he measur'd wide	A
Ne did he leaue the mountaines bare vnseene	C
Nor the ranke grassie fennes delights vntride	A
But none of these how euer sweete they beene	C
Mote please his fancie nor him cause t'abide	A
His choicefull sense with euerie change doth flit	A
	-
No common things may please a wauering wit	A
To the gay gardins his vnstaid desire	B
Him wholly caried to refresh his sprights	G
There lauish Nature in her best attire	B
Powres forth sweete odors and alluring sights	G
And Arte with her contending doth aspire	B
T'excell the naturall with made delights	G
And all that faire or pleasant may be found	A
In riotous excesse doth there abound	A
	-
There he arriuing round about doth flie	I
From bed to bed from one to other border	B
And takes suruey with curious busie eye	K
Of euerie flowre and herbe there set in order	B
Now this now that he tasteth tenderly	I
Yet none of them he rudely doth disorder	B
Ne with his feete their silken leaues deface	G
But pastures on the pleasures of each place	G
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And euermore with most varietie	A
And change of sweetnesse for all change is sweete	A
He casts his glutton sense to satisfie	H
Now sucking of the sap of herbe most meete	A
Or of the deaw which yet on them does lie	K
No	C