The Choice Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: AABBCDEEDDBBFF GGHHIIJJGGGG EECGDDDDGGDDBB EEGGDDDD DDGGFFDDDDDDDD GGDDKKDDLL GGGGCD DDMNLFDDFF

Me so oft my fancy drewA
Here and there that I ne'er knewA
Where to place desire beforeB
So that range it might no moreB
But as he that passeth byC
Where in all her jollityD
Flora's riches in a rowE
Do in seemly order growE
And a thousand flowers standD
Bending as to kiss his handD
Out of which delightful storeB
One he may take and no moreB
Long he pausing doubteth whetherF
Of those fair ones he should gatherF
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First the Primrose courts his eyesG
Then the Cowslip he espiesG
Next the Pansy seems to woo himH
Then Carnations bow unto himH
Which whilst that enamour'd swainI
From the stalk intends to strainI
As half fearing to be seenJ
Prettily her leaves betweenJ
Peeps the Violet pale to seeG
That her virtues slighted beG
Which so much his liking winsG
That to seize her he beginsG
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Yet before he stoop'd so lowE
He his wanton eye did throwE
On a stem that grew more highC
And the Rose did there espyG
Who beside her previous scentD
To procure his eyes contentD
Did display her goodly breastD
Where he found at full exprestD
All the good that Nature showersG
On a thousand other flowersG
Wherewith he affected takes itD
His belov egrave d flower he makes itD
And without desire of moreB
Walks through all he saw beforeB
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So I wand'ring but erewhileE
Through the garden of this IsleE
Saw rich beauties I confessG
And in number numberlessG
Yea so differing lovely tooD
That I had a world to doD
Ere I could set up my restD
Where to choose and choose the bestD
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Thus I fondly fear'd till FateD
Which I must confess in thatD
Did a greater favour to meG
Than the world can malice do meG
Show'd to me that matchless flowerF
Subject for this song of ourF
Whose perfection having eyedD
Reason instantly espiedD
That Desire which ranged abroadD
There would find a periodD
And no marvel if it mightD
For it there hath all delightD
And in her hath nature placedD
What each several fair one gracedD
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Let who list for me advanceG
The admir egrave d flowers of FranceG
Let who will praise and beholdD
The reserv egrave d MarigoldD
Let the sweet breath'd Violet nowK
Unto whom she pleaseth bowK
And the fairest Lily spreadD
Where she will her golden headD
I have such a flower to wearL
That for those I do not careL
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Let the young and happy swainsG
Playing on the Britain plainsG
Court unblamed their shepherdessesG
And with their gold curl egrave d tressesG
Toy uncensured until IC
Grudge at their prosperityD
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Let all times both present pastD
And the age that shall be lastD
Vaunt the beauties they bring forthM
I have found in one such worthN
That content I neither careL
What the best before me wereF
Nor desire to live and seeD
Who shall fair hereafter beD
For I know the hand of NatureF
Will not make a fairer creatureF

George Wither



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