The Legacy Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: AABBCCDDEEFFGGHHIJGK GGLLMMNNOOPPOOGGGGQR SSGGOOPPGGTUVWXYZZIO

My dearest Love when thou and I must partA
And th' icy hand of death shall seize that heartA
Which is all thine within some spacious willB
Ile leave no blanks for Legacies to fillB
Tis my ambition to die one of thoseC
Who but himself hath nothing to disposeC
And since that is already thine what needD
I to re give it by some newer deedD
Yet take it once again Free circumstanceE
Does oft the value of mean things advanceE
Who thus repeats what he bequeath'd beforeF
Proclaims his bounty richer then his storeF
But let me not upon my love bestowG
What is not worth the giving I do owG
Somwhat to dust my bodies pamper'd careH
Hungry corruption and the worm will shareH
That mouldring relick which in earth must lieI
Would prove a gift of horrour to thine eieJ
With this cast ragge of my mortalitieG
Let all my faults and errours buried beK
And as my sear cloth rots so may kind fateG
Those worst acts of my life incinerateG
He shall in story fill a glorious roomL
Whose ashes and whose sins sleep in one TombL
If now to my cold hearse thou deign to bringM
Some melting sighs as thy last offeringM
My peacefull exequies are crown'd Nor shallN
I ask more honour at my FunerallN
Thou wilt more richly balm me with thy tearsO
Then all the Nard fragrant Arabia bearsO
And as the Paphian Queen by her griefs show'rP
Brought up her dead Loves Spirit in a flow'rP
So by those precious drops rain'd from thine eiesO
Out of my dust O may some vertue riseO
And like thy better Genius thee attendG
Till thou in my dark Period shalt endG
Lastly my constant truth let me commendG
To him thou choosest next to be thy friendG
For witness all things good I would not haveQ
Thy Youth and Beauty married to my graveR
'Twould shew thou didst repent the style of wifeS
Should'st thou relapse into a single lifeS
They with preposterous grief the world deludeG
Who mourn for their lost Mates in solitudeG
Since Widdowhood more strongly doth enforceO
The much lamented lot of their divorceO
Themselves then of their losses guilty areP
Who may yet will not suffer a repaireP
Those were Barbarian wives that did inventG
Weeping to death at th' Husbands MonumentG
But in more civil Rites She doth approveT
Her first who ventures on a second LoveU
For else it may be thought if She refrainV
She sped so ill Shee durst not trie againW
Up then my Love and choose some worthier oneX
Who may supply my room when I am goneY
So will the stock of our affection thriveZ
No less in death then were I still aliveZ
And in my urne I shall rejoyce that II
Am both Testatour thus and LegacieO

Henry King



Rate:
(1)



Poem topics: , Print This Poem , Rhyme Scheme

Submit Spanish Translation
Submit German Translation
Submit French Translation


Write your comment about The Legacy poem by Henry King


 

Recent Interactions*

This poem was read 34 times,

This poem was added to the favorite list by 0 members,

This poem was voted by 0 members.

(* Interactions only in the last 7 days)

New Poems

Popular Poets