The Battle Of The Summer Islands : Canto 1 Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: AA BBCD EEFFGGHHIIJJKKLMEECC FNGGOOPPQQQRRIJSNTUV VRRRRWWXXNFRRYYDDOOZ ZA2B2C2C2VVRRWhat fruits they have and how heaven smiles | A |
Upon those late discovered isles | A |
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Aid me Bellona while the dreadful fight | B |
Betwixt a nation and two whales I write | B |
Seas stained with gore I sing adventurous toil | C |
And how these monsters did disarm an isle | D |
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Bermudas walled with rocks who does not know | E |
That happy island where huge lemons grow | E |
And orange trees which golden fruit do bear | F |
The Hesperian garden boasts of none so fair | F |
Where shining pearl coral and many a pound | G |
On the rich shore of ambergris is found | G |
The lofty cedar which to heaven aspires | H |
The prince of trees is fuel for their fires | H |
The smoke by which their loaded spits do turn | I |
For incense might on sacred altars burn | I |
Their private roofs on odorous timber borne | J |
Such as might palaces for kings adorn | J |
The sweet palmettos a new Bacchus yield | K |
With leaves as ample as the broadest shield | K |
Under the shadow of whose friendly boughs | L |
They sit carousing where their liquor grows | M |
Figs there unplanted through the fields do grow | E |
Such as fierce Cato did the Romans show | E |
With the rare fruit inviting them to spoil | C |
Carthage the mistress of so rich a soil | C |
The naked rocks are not unfruitful there | F |
But at some constant seasons every year | N |
Their barren tops with luscious food abound | G |
And with the eggs of various fowls are crowned | G |
Tobacco is the worst of things which they | O |
To English landlords as their tribute pay | O |
Such is the mold that the blest tenant feeds | P |
On precious fruits and pays his rent in weeds | P |
With candied plantains and the juicy pine | Q |
On choicer melons and sweet grapes they dine | Q |
And with potatoes fat their wanton swine | Q |
Nature these cates with such a lavish hand | R |
Pours out among them that our coarser land | R |
Tastes of that bounty and does cloth return | I |
Which not for warmth but ornament is worn | J |
For the kind spring which but salutes us here | S |
Inhabits there and courts them all the year | N |
Ripe fruits and blossoms on the same tress live | T |
At once they promise what at once they give | U |
So sweet the air so moderate the clime | V |
None sickly lives or dies before his time | V |
Heaven sure has kept this spot of earth uncursed | R |
To show how all things were created first | R |
The tardy plants in our cold orchards placed | R |
Reserve their fruit for the next age's taste | R |
There a small grain in some few months will be | W |
A firm a lofty and a spacious tree | W |
The palma christi and the fair papaw | X |
Now but a seed preventing nature's law | X |
In half the circle of the hasty year | N |
Project a shade and lovely fruit do wear | F |
And as their trees in our dull region set | R |
But faintly grow and no perfection get | R |
So in this northern tract our hoarser throats | Y |
Utter unripe and ill constrained notes | Y |
Where the supporter of the poets' style | D |
Phoebus on them eternally does smile | D |
Oh how I long my careless limbs to lay | O |
Under the plantain's shade and all the day | O |
With amorous airs my fancy entertain | Z |
Invoke the Muses and improve my vein | Z |
No passion there in my free breast should move | A2 |
None but the sweet and best of passions love | B2 |
There while I sing if gentle love be by | C2 |
That tunes my lute and winds the strings so high | C2 |
With the sweet sound of Sacharissa's name | V |
I'll make the listening savages grow tame | V |
But while I do these pleasing dreams indite | R |
I am diverted from the promised fight | R |
Edmund Waller
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