A Panegyric Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: A BBCD EEFF GGHH IIJK LLCC MNOO PQRR SSTT UUVW HHDD XXYY ZA2B2B2 IC2D2D2 E2E2UU CCF2F2 G2G2CH2 I2I2TT DDII J2J2DD K2K2K2K2 K2K2L2L2 K2K2JM2 CCGG CCM2M2 K2K2K2K2 K2K2CC WVN2N2 O2O2P2P2 CCQ2Q2 R2R2YA2 K2K2CC CCK2K2 O2S2CC ZA2K2K2 T2U2K2K2 K2K2V2V2 XXK2K2 P2P2W2W2 X2Y2Z2Z2 K2K2K2K2 A3A3P2P2 CCK2K2 K2K2K2To my Lord Protector of the Present Greatness and Joint Interest of His Highness and this Nation | A |
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While with a strong and yet a gentle hand | B |
You bridle faction and our hearts command | B |
Protect us from ourselves and from the foe | C |
Make us unite and make us conquer too | D |
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Let partial spirits still aloud complain | E |
Think themselves injured that they cannot reign | E |
And own no liberty but where they may | F |
Without control upon their fellows prey | F |
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Above the waves as Neptune showed his face | G |
To chide the winds and save the Trojan race | G |
So has your Highness raised above the rest | H |
Storms of ambition tossing us repressed | H |
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Your drooping country torn with civil hate | I |
Restored by you is made a glorious state | I |
The seat of empire where the Irish come | J |
And the unwilling Scotch to fetch their doom | K |
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The sea's our own and now all nations greet | L |
With bending sails each vessel of our fleet | L |
Your power extends as far as winds can blow | C |
Or swelling sails upon the globe may go | C |
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Heaven that has placed this island to give law | M |
To balance Europe and her states to awe | N |
In this conjunction does on Britain smile | O |
The greatest leader and the greatest isle | O |
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Whether this portion of the world were rent | P |
By the rude ocean from the continent | Q |
Or thus created it was sure designed | R |
To be the sacred refuge of mankind | R |
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Hither the oppressed shall henceforth resort | S |
Justice to crave and succour at your court | S |
And then your Highness not for ours alone | T |
But for the world's protector shall be known | T |
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Fame swifter than your winged navy flies | U |
Through every land that near the ocean lies | U |
Sounding your name and telling dreadful news | V |
To all that piracy and rapine use | W |
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With such a chief the meanest nation blessed | H |
Might hope to lift her head above the rest | H |
What may be thought impossible to do | D |
For us embraced by the sea and you | D |
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Lords of the world's great waste the ocean we | X |
Whole forests send to reign upon the sea | X |
And every coast may trouble or relieve | Y |
But none can visit us without your leave | Y |
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Angels and we have this prerogative | Z |
That none can at our happy seat arrive | A2 |
While we descend at pleasure to invade | B2 |
The bad with vengeance and the good to aid | B2 |
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Our little world the image of the great | I |
Like that amidst the boundless ocean set | C2 |
Of her own growth has all that Nature craves | D2 |
And all that's rare as tribute from the waves | D2 |
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As Egypt does not on the clouds rely | E2 |
But to her Nile owes more than to the sky | E2 |
So what our earth and what our heaven denies | U |
Our ever constant friend the sea supplies | U |
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The taste of hot Arabia's spice we know | C |
Free from the scorching sun that makes it grow | C |
Without the worm in Persian silks we shine | F2 |
And without planting drink of every vine | F2 |
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To dig for wealth we weary not our limbs | G2 |
Gold though the heaviest metal hither swims | G2 |
Ours is the harvest where the Indians mow | C |
We plough the deep and reap what others sow | H2 |
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Things of the noblest kind our own soil breeds | I2 |
Stout are our men and warlike are our steeds | I2 |
Rome though her eagle through the world had flown | T |
Could never make this island all her own | T |
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Here the Third Edward and the Black Prince too | D |
France conquering Henry flourished and now you | D |
For whom we stayed as did the Grecian state | I |
Till Alexander came to urge their fate | I |
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When for more worlds the Macedonian cried | J2 |
He wist not Thetis in her lap did hide | J2 |
Another yet a world reserved for you | D |
To make more great than that he did subdue | D |
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He safely might old troops to battle lead | K2 |
Against the unwarlike Persian and the Mede | K2 |
Whose hasty flight did from the bloodless field | K2 |
More spoil than honour to the victor yield | K2 |
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A race unconquered by their clime made bold | K2 |
The Caledonians armed with want and cold | K2 |
Have by a fate indulgent to your fame | L2 |
Been from all ages kept for you to tame | L2 |
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Whom the old Roman wall so ill confined | K2 |
With a new chain of garrisons you bind | K2 |
Here foreign gold no more shall make them come | J |
Our English iron holds them fast at home | M2 |
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They that henceforth must be content to know | C |
No warmer region than their hills of snow | C |
May blame the sun but must extol your grace | G |
Which in our senate has allowed them place | G |
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Preferred by conquest happily o'erthrown | C |
Falling they rise to be with us made one | C |
So kind dictators made when they came home | M2 |
Their vanquished foes free citizens of Rome | M2 |
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Like favour find the Irish with like fate | K2 |
Advanced to be a portion of our state | K2 |
While by your valour and your courteous mind | K2 |
Nations divided by the sea are joined | K2 |
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Holland to gain your friendship is content | K2 |
To be our outguard on the continent | K2 |
She from her fellow provinces would go | C |
Rather than hazard to have you her foe | C |
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In our late fight when cannons did diffuse | W |
Preventing posts the terror and the news | V |
Our neighbour princes trembled at their roar | N2 |
But our conjunction makes them tremble more | N2 |
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Your never failing sword made war to cease | O2 |
And now you heal us with the arts of peace | O2 |
Our minds with bounty and with awe engage | P2 |
Invite affection and restrain our rage | P2 |
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Less pleasure take brave minds in battles won | C |
Than in restoring such as are undone | C |
Tigers have courage and the rugged bear | Q2 |
But man alone can whom he conquers spare | Q2 |
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To pardon willing and to punish loath | R2 |
You strike with one hand but you heal with both | R2 |
Lifting up all that prostrate lie you grieve | Y |
You cannot make the dead again to live | A2 |
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When fate or error had our age misled | K2 |
And o'er these nations such confusion spread | K2 |
The only cure which could from Heaven come down | C |
Was so much power and clemency in one | C |
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One whose extraction from an ancient line | C |
Gives hope again that well born men may shine | C |
The meanest in your nature mild and good | K2 |
The noble rest secured in your blood | K2 |
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Oft have we wondered how you hid in peace | O2 |
A mind proportioned to such things as these | S2 |
How such a ruling spirit you could restrain | C |
And practise first over yourself to reign | C |
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Your private life did a just pattern give | Z |
How fathers husbands pious sons should live | A2 |
Born to command your princely virtues slept | K2 |
Like humble David's while the flock he kept | K2 |
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But when your troubled country called you forth | T2 |
Your flaming courage and your matchless worth | U2 |
Dazzling the eyes of all that did pretend | K2 |
To fierce contention gave a prosperous end | K2 |
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Still as you rise the state exalted too | K2 |
Finds no distemper while 'tis changed by you | K2 |
Changed like the world's great scene when without noise | V2 |
The rising sun night's vulgar light destroys | V2 |
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Had you some ages past this race of glory | X |
Run with amazement we should read your story | X |
But living virtue all achievements past | K2 |
Meets envy still to grapple with at last | K2 |
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This C sar found and that ungrateful age | P2 |
With losing him fell back to blood and rage | P2 |
Mistaken Brutus thought to break their yoke | W2 |
But cut the bond of union with that stroke | W2 |
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That sun once set a thousand meaner stars | X2 |
Gave a dim light to violence and wars | Y2 |
To such a tempest as now threatens all | Z2 |
Did not your mighty arm prevent the fall | Z2 |
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If Rome's great senate could not wield that sword | K2 |
Which of the conquered world had made them lord | K2 |
What hope had ours while yet their power was new | K2 |
To rule victorious armies but by you | K2 |
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You that had taught them to subdue their foes | A3 |
Could order teach and their high spirits compose | A3 |
To every duty could their minds engage | P2 |
Provoke their courage and command their rage | P2 |
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So when a lion shakes his dreadful mane | C |
And angry grows if he that first took pain | C |
To tame his youth approach the haughty beast | K2 |
He bends to him but frights away the rest | K2 |
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As the vexed world to find repose at last | K2 |
Itself into Augustus' arms did cast | K2 |
So England now do | K2 |
Edmund Waller
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