Sion's Sonnets Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: A BBCCDDBBEEFFBBCC B GGGGGGBBBBBBBBCCHIBB JBBBKKBBGGBBIHLLCCCC| Bridegroom | A |
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| Now rests my love till nuw her tender brest | B |
| Wanting her joy could finde no peace no rest | B |
| I charge you all by the true love you beare | C |
| To friendship or what else you count most deare | C |
| Disturbe her not but let her sleep her fill | D |
| I charge you all upon your lives be still | D |
| O may that labouring soule that lives opprest | B |
| For me in me receive eternall rest | B |
| What curious face is this what mortall birth | E |
| Can shew a beauty thus unstain'd with earth | E |
| What glorious angell wanders there alone | F |
| From earth's foule dungeon to my father's throne | F |
| It is my love my love that hath deny'd | B |
| The world for me it is my fairest bride | B |
| How fragrant is her breath how heavenly faire | C |
| Her angel face each glorifying the ayre | C |
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| Bride | B |
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| O how I'm ravisht with eternall blisse | G |
| Whoe'r thought heaven a joy compar'd to this | G |
| How doe the pleasures of this glorious face | G |
| Adde glory to the glory of his place | G |
| See how kings' courts surmount poore shepheards' cels | G |
| So this the pride of Salomon excels | G |
| Rich wreathes of glory crowne his royall head | B |
| And troopes of angels waite upon his bed | B |
| The court of princely Salomon was guarded | B |
| With able men at armes their faith rewarded | B |
| With fading honours subject to the fate | B |
| Of fortune and the jealous frownes of state | B |
| But here the harmonious quire of heaven attend | B |
| Whose prize is glory glory without end | B |
| Vnmixt with doubtings or denegerous feare | C |
| A greater prince than Salomon is here | C |
| The bridall bed of princely Salomon | H |
| Whose beauty amaz'd the greedy lookers on | I |
| Which all the world admired to behold | B |
| Was but of cedar and her sted of gold | B |
| Her pillars silver and her canopie | J |
| Of silkes but richly stain'd with purple die | B |
| Her curtaines wrought in vvorkes workes rarely led | B |
| By th' needles' art such was the bridall bed | B |
| Such was the bridall bed which time or age | K |
| Durst never warrant from th' approbrious rage | K |
| Of envious fate earth's measures but a minute | B |
| Earth fades all ftides upon it all within it | B |
| O but the glory of thy divined place | G |
| No age can injure nor yet time deface | G |
| Too weak an object for weake eyes to bide | B |
| Or tongues t' expresse who ever saw't but dy'd | B |
| Whoe'r beheld the royall crown set on | I |
| The nuptiall brovves of princely Salomon | H |
| His glorious pompe whose honour did display | L |
| The noysed triumphs of his marriage day | L |
| A greater prince than Salomon is here | C |
| The beauty of whose nuptials shall appeare | C |
| More glorious farre transcending his as farre | C |
| As heaven's bright lamp outshines th' obscurest star | C |
Francis Quarles
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