A Song To The Lute. Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABACACCA DBDEDEED FBFGFGGF HBHIJIIH| When first I came to Court | A |
| Fa la | B |
| When first I came to Court | A |
| I deemed Dan Cupid but a boy | C |
| And Love an idle sport | A |
| A sport whereat a man might toy | C |
| With little hurt and mickle joy | C |
| When first I came to Court | A |
| - | |
| Too soon I found my fault | D |
| Fa la | B |
| Too soon I found my fault | D |
| The fairest of the fair brigade | E |
| Advanced to mine assault | D |
| Alas against an adverse maid | E |
| Nor fosse can serve nor palisade | E |
| Too soon I found my fault | D |
| - | |
| When SILVIA'S eyes assail | F |
| Fa la | B |
| When SILVIA'S eyes assail | F |
| No feint the arts of war can show | G |
| No counterstroke avail | F |
| Naught skills but arms away to throw | G |
| And kneel before that lovely foe | G |
| When SILVIA'S eyes assail | F |
| - | |
| Yet is all truce in vain | H |
| Fa la | B |
| Yet is all truce in vain | H |
| Since she that spares doth still pursue | I |
| To vanquish once again | J |
| And naught remains for man to do | I |
| But fight once more to yield anew | I |
| And so all truce is vain | H |
Henry Austin Dobson
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