Hero And Leander. The Sixth Sestiad Poem Rhyme Scheme

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No longer could the Day nor Destinies	A
Delay the Night who now did frowning rise	B
Into her throne and at her humorous breasts	C
Visions and Dreams lay sucking all men's rests	C
Fell like the mists of death upon their eyes	B
Day's too long darts so kill'd their faculties	A
The Winds yet like the flowers to cease began	D
For bright Leucote Venus' whitest swan	E
That held sweet Hero dear spread her fair wings	F
Like to a field of snow and message brings	F
From Venus to the Fates t'entreat them lay	G
Their charge upon the Winds their rage to stay	G
That the stern battle of the seas might cease	H
And guard Leander to his love in peace	H
The Fates consent ay me dissembling Fates	I
They showed their favours to conceal their hates	I
And draw Leander on lest seas too high	J
Should stay his too obsequious destiny	K
Who like a fleering slavish parasite	L
In warping profit or a traitorous sleight	L
Hoops round his rotten body with devotes	M
And pricks his descant face full of false notes	M
Praising with open throat and oaths as foul	N
As his false heart the beauty of an owl	N
Kissing his skipping hand with charmed skips	O
That cannot leave but leaps upon his lips	O
Like a cock sparrow or a shameless quean	K
Sharp at a red lipp'd youth and naught doth mean	K
Of all his antic shows but doth repair	P
More tender fawns and takes a scatter'd hair	P
From his tame subject's shoulder whips and calls	Q
For everything he lacks creeps 'gainst the walls	Q
With backward humbless to give needless way	G
Thus his false fate did with Leander play	G
First to black Eurus flies the white Leucote	L
Born 'mongst the negroes in the Levant sea	K
On whose curl'd heads the glowing sun doth rise	B
And shows the sovereign will of Destinies	A
To have him cease his blasts and down he lies	B
Next to the fenny Notus course she holds	R
And found him leaning with his arms in folds	R
Upon a rock his white hair full of showers	S
And him she chargeth by the fatal powers	S
To hold in his wet cheeks his cloudy voice	T
To Zephyr then that doth in flowers rejoice	T
To snake foot Boreas next she did remove	U
And found him tossing of his ravished love	V
To heat his frosty bosom hid in snow	K
Who with Leucote's sight did cease to blow	K
Thus all were still to Hero's heart's desire	W
Who with all speed did consecrate a fire	W
Of flaming gums and comfortable spice	X
To light her torch which in such curious price	X
She held being object to Leander's sight	L
That naught but fires perfumed must give it light	L
She loved it so she griev'd to see it burn	K
Since it would waste and soon to ashes turn	K
Yet if it burned not 'twere not worth her eyes	B
What made it nothing gave it all the prize	B
Sweet torch true glass of our society	K
What man does good but he consumes thereby	J
But thou wert loved for good held high given show	K
Poor virtue loathed for good obscured held low	K
Do good be pined be deedless good disgraced	L
Unless we feed on men we let them fast	L
Yet Hero with these thoughts her torch did spend	L
When bees make wax Nature doth not intend	L
It should be made a torch but we that know	K
The proper virtue of it make it so	K
And when 'tis made we light it nor did Nature	W
Propose one life to maids but each such creature	W
Makes by her soul the best of her free state	L
Which without love is rude disconsolate	L
And wants love's fire to make it mild and bright	L
Till when maids are but torches wanting light	L
Thus 'gainst our grief not cause of grief we fight	L
The right of naught is glean'd but the delight	L
Up went she but to tell how she descended	L
Would God she were dead or my verse ended	L
She was the rule of wishes sum and end	L
For all the parts that did on love depend	L
Yet cast the torch his brightness further forth	Y
But what shines nearest best holds truest worth	Z
Leander did not through such tempests swim	A2
To kiss the torch although it lighted him	A2
But all his powers in her desires awaked	L
Her love and virtues clothed him richly naked	L
Men kiss but fire that only shows pursue	B2
Her torch and Hero figure show and virtue	B2
Now at opposed Abydos naught was heard	L
But bleating flocks and many a bellowing herd	L
Slain for the nuptials cracks of falling woods	C2
Blows of broad axes pourings out of floods	D2
The guilty Hellespont was mix'd and stained	L
With bloody torrents that the shambles rained	L
Not arguments of feast but shows that bled	L
Foretelling that red night that followed	L
More blood was spilt more honours were addrest	L
Than could have graced any happy feast	L
Rich banquets triumphs every pomp employs	E2
His sumptuous hand no miser's nuptial joys	E2
Air felt continual thunder with the noise	E2
Made in the general marriage violence	F2
And no man knew the cause of this expense	G2
But the two hapless lords Leander's sire	W
And poor Leander poorest where the fire	W
Of credulous love made him most rich surmis'd	L
As short was he of that himself he prized	L
As is an empty gallant full of form	H2
That thinks each look an act each drop a storm	H2
That falls from his brave breathings most brought up	I2
In our metropolis and hath his cup	I2
Brought after him to feasts and much palm bears	J2
For his rare judgment in th' attire he wears	J2
Hath seen the hot Low Countries not their heat	L
Observes their rampires and their buildings yet	L
And for your sweet discourse with mouths is heard	L
Giving instructions with his very beard	L
Hath gone with an ambassador and been	K
A great man's mate in travelling even to Rhene	K
And then puts all his worth in such a face	K2
As he saw brave men make and strives for grace	K2
To get his news forth as when you descry	W
A ship with all her sail contends to fly	J
Out of the narrow Thames with winds unapt	L
Now crosseth here then there then this way rapt	L
And then hath one point reach'd then alters all	L2
And to another crooked reach doth fall	L2
Of half a bird bolt's shoot keeping more coil	M2
Than if she danc'd upon the ocean's toil	M2
So serious is his trifling company	K
In all his swelling ship of vacantry	W
And so short of himself in his high thought	L
Was our Leander in his fortunes brought	L
And in his fort of love that he thought won	K
But otherwise he scorns comparison	K
O sweet Leander thy large worth I hide	L
In a short grave ill favour'd storms must chide	L
Thy sacred favour I in floods of ink	N2
Must drown thy graces which white papers drink	N2
Even as thy beauties did the foul black seas	A
I must describe the hell of thy decease	H
That heaven did merit yet I needs must see	K
Our painted fools and cockhorse peasantry	K
Still still usurp with long lives loves and lust	L
The seats of Virtue cutting short as dust	L
Her dear bought issue ill to worse converts	O2
And tramples in the blood of all deserts	O2
Night close and silent now goes fast before	W
The captains and the soldiers to the shore	W
On whom attended the appointed fleet	L
At Sestos' bay that should Leander meet	L
Who feigned he in another ship would pass	P2
Which must not be for no one mean there was	Q2
To get his love home but the course he took	R2
Forth did his beauty for his beauty look	R2
And saw her through her torch as you behold	L
Sometimes within the sun a face of gold	L
Formed in strong thoughts by that tradition's force	S2
That says a god sits there and guides his course	S2
His sister was with him to whom he show'd	L
His guide by sea and said 'Oft have you view'd	L
In one heaven many stars but never yet	L
In one star many heavens till now were met	L
See lovely sister see now Hero shines	T2
No heaven but her appears each star repines	T2
And all are clad in clouds as if they mourned	L
To be by influence of earth out burned	L
Yet doth she shine and teacheth Virtue's train	K
Still to be constant in hell's blackest reign	K
Though even the gods themselves do so entreat them	U2
As they did hate and earth as she would eat them '	V2
Off went his silken robe and in he leapt	L
Whom the kind waves so licorously cleapt	L
Thickening for haste one in another so	T2
To kiss his skin that he might almost go	T2
To Hero's tower had that kind minute lasted	L
But now the cruel Fates with Ate hasted	L
To all the winds and made	L

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