From 'the History Of Samson' Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: A BCBC D EEEEFGHHIIJJCCEEKEEE LLFFEEEEEECCEEEEMMEE CCIIHHNNFFJJFFHHIIFF FFFFFFEECC D JJFFHHOOPPJJHHFFJJEE QQHHEEQQFFFFRRFFEEEE QQFFEEQQEEFEHHThe Argument | A |
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He goes to Timnah as he went | B |
He slew a lyon by the way | C |
He sues obtaines the maid's consent | B |
And they appoint tlie marriage day | C |
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SECTION VIII | D |
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When the next day had with his morning light | E |
Redeem'd the East from the dark shades of night | E |
And with his golden rayes had overspred | E |
The neighb'ring moimtaines from his loathed bed | E |
Sick tholighted Samson rose whose watchfull eyes | F |
Morpheus that night had with his leaden keyes | G |
Not power to close his thoughts did so incumber | H |
His restlesse soule his eyes could never slumber | H |
Whose softer language by degrees did wake | I |
His father's sleep bedeafned eares and spake | I |
' Sir let your early blessings light upon | J |
The tender bosome of your prosprous sonne | J |
And let the God of Israel repay | C |
Those blessings double on your head this day | C |
The long since banisht shadowes make me bold | E |
To let you know the morning waxes old | E |
The sun beames are growne strong their brighter hiew | K |
Have broke the mists and dride the morning dew | E |
The sweetness of the season does invite | E |
Your steps to visit Timnah and acquite | E |
Your last night's promise ' | - |
With that the Danite and his wife arose | L |
Scarce yet resolved at last they did dispose | L |
Their doubtfull paces to behold the prize | F |
Of Samson's heart and pleasure of his eyes | F |
Tliey went and when their travell had attain'd | E |
Those fruitfuU hils whose clusters entertain'd | E |
Their thirsty palats with their swelling pride | E |
The musing lover being stept aside | E |
To gaine the pleasure of a lonely thought | E |
Appear d a full ag'd lyon who had sought | E |
But could not find his long desired prey | C |
Soone as his eye had given him hopes to pay | C |
His debt to nature and to mend that fault | E |
His empty stomack found he made assault | E |
Vpon th' unarm'd lover's breast whose hand | E |
Had neither staffe nor weapon to withstand | E |
His greedy rage but he whose mighty strength | M |
Or sudden death must now appeare at length | M |
Strecht forth his brawny arme his arme supplide | E |
With power from heaven and did with ease divide | E |
His body limme from limme and did betray | C |
His flesh to foules that lately sought his prey | C |
This done his quick redoubled paces make | I |
His stay amends his nimble steps o'rtake | I |
His leading parents who by this discover | H |
The smoake of Timnah now the greedy lover | H |
Thinkes every step a mile and every pace | N |
A measured league untill he see that face | N |
And finde the treasure of his heart that lies | F |
In the fair casket of his mistresse' eyes | F |
But all this while close Samson made not knowne | J |
Vnto his parents what his hands had done | J |
By this the gate of Timnah entertaines | F |
The welcome travellers the parents' paines | F |
Are now rewarded with their Sonne's best pleasure | H |
The virgin comes his eyes can finde no leisure | H |
To owne another object O the greeting | I |
Th' impatient lovers had at their first meeting | I |
The lover speakes she answers he replies | F |
She blushes he demandeth she denies | F |
He pleades affection she doubts hee sues | F |
For nuptiall love she questions he renewes | F |
His earnest suit importunes she relents | F |
He must have no deniall she consents | F |
They passe their mutuall loves their joyned hands | F |
Are equall earnests of the nuptiall bands | F |
The parents are agreed all parties pleas'd | E |
The daye's set downe the lovers hearts are eas'd | E |
Nothing displeases now but the long stay | C |
Betwixt th' appointment and the mariage day | C |
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MEDITA VIII | D |
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'Tis too severe a censure if the sonne | J |
Take him a wife the marriage fairely done | J |
Without consent of parents who perchance | F |
Had rais'd his higher price knew where t' advance | F |
His better'd fortunes to one hundred more | H |
He lives a fornicator she a whore | H |
Too hard a censure and it seems to me | O |
The parent 's most delinquent of the three | O |
What if the better minded sonne doe aime | P |
At worth what if rare vertues doe inflame | P |
His rapt affection what if the condition | J |
Of an admired and dainty disposition | J |
Hath won his soule whereas the covetous father | H |
Findes her gold light and recommends him rather | H |
T' an old worne widow whose more weighty purse | F |
Is filled with gold and with the orphan's curse | F |
The sweet exuberance of whose full mouth'd portion | J |
Is but the cursed issue of extortion | J |
Whose worth perchance lies onely in her weight | E |
Or in tlie bosome of her great estate | E |
Wliat if the sonne that does not care to buy | Q |
Abundance at so deare a rate deny | Q |
The soule detesting profer of his father | H |
And in his better judgement chooses rather | H |
To match with meaner fortunes and desert | E |
I thinke that Mary cliose the better part | E |
What noble families that have outgrowne | Q |
The best records have quite bin overthrowne | Q |
By wilfuU parents that will either force | F |
Their sonnes to match or haunt them with a curse | F |
That can adapt their humors to rejoyce | F |
And fcincy all things but their children's choyce | F |
Which makes them often timorous to reveale | R |
The close desiers of their hearts and steale | R |
Such matches as perchance their faire advice | F |
Might in the bud have hindred in a trice | F |
Which done and past then their hasty spirit | E |
Can thinke of nothing under disinherit | E |
He must be quite discarded and exiled | E |
The furious father must renounce his childe | E |
Nor pray'r nor blessing must he have bereiven | Q |
Of all nor must he live nor die forgiven | Q |
When as the father's rashnesse oftentimes | F |
Was the first causer of the children's crimes | F |
Parents be not too cruel children doe | E |
Things oft too deepe for us t' inquire into | E |
What father would not storme if his wilde sonne | Q |
Should doe the deed that Samson here had done | Q |
Nor doe I make it an exemplar act | E |
Onely let parents not be too exact | E |
To curse their children or to dispossesse Qblesse | F |
Them of their blessings Heaven may chance to | E |
Be not too strict faire language may recure | H |
A fault of youth whilst rougher words obdure | H |
Francis Quarles
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