Fie, Pleasure, Fie! Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABABCC DEDEFF GHGHII JKJKLL HMHMNN OHOHCCFie pleasure fie thou cloyest me with delight | A |
Thou fill'st my mouth with sweetmeats overmuch | B |
I wallow still in joy both day and night | A |
I deem I dream I do I taste I touch | B |
No thing but all that smells of perfect bliss | C |
Fie pleasure fie I cannot like of this | C |
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To taste sometimes a bait of bitter gall | D |
To drink a draught of so 'u r ale some season | E |
To eat brown bread with homely hands in hall | D |
Doth much increase men's appetites by reason | E |
And makes the sweet more sugar'd that ensues | F |
Since minds of men do still seek after news | F |
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The pamper'd horse is seldom seen in breath | G |
Whose manger makes his grace oftimes to melt | H |
The crammed fowl comes quickly to his death | G |
Such colds they catch in hottest haps that swelt | H |
And I much like in pleasure scawled still | I |
Do fear to starve although I feed my fill | I |
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It might suffice that Love hath built his bower | J |
Between my lady's lively shining eyes | K |
It were enough that beauty's fading flower | J |
Grows ever fresh with her in heavenly wise | K |
It had been well that she were fair of face | L |
And yet not rob all other dames of grace | L |
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To muse in mind how wise how fair how good | H |
How brave how frank how courteous and how true | M |
My lady is doth but inflame my blood | H |
With humours such as bid my health adieu | M |
Since hap always when it is clomb on high | N |
Doth fall full low though erst it reach'd the sky | N |
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Lo pleasure lo lo thus I lead a life | O |
That laughs for joy and trembleth oft for dread | H |
Thy pangs are such as call for change's knife | O |
To cut the twist or else to stretch the thread | H |
Which holds yfeer the bundle of my bliss | C |
Fie pleasure fie I dare not trust to this | C |
George Gascoigne
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