Nicaise Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

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TO serve the shop as 'prentice was the lotA
Of one who had the name of Nicaise gotA
A lad quite ignorant beyond his tradeB
And what arithmetick might lend him aidB
A perfect novice in the wily artC
That in amours is used to win the heartC
Good tradesmen formerly were late to learnD
The tricks that soon in friars we discernD
They ne'er were known those lessons to beginE
Till more than down appeared upon the chinE
But now a days in practice 'tis confessedF
These shopkeepers are knowing as the bestF
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OUR lad of ancient date was less advancedG
At scenes of love his eyes had never glancedG
Be that as 'twill he now was in the wayH
And naught but want of wit produced delayH
A belle indeed had on him set her heartC
His master's daughter felt LOVE'S poignant smartC
A girl of most engaging mind and mienI
And always steady in her conduct seenI
Sincerity of soul or humour freeJ
Or whether with her taste it might agreeJ
A fool 'twas clear presided o'er her soulK
And all her thoughts and actions felt controlK
Some bold gallant would p'erhaps inform her plainL
She ever kept wild Folly in her trainL
And nothing say to me who tales relateM
But oft on reason such proceedings waitM
If you a goddess love advance she'll makeN
Our belle the same advantages would takeN
Her fortune wit and charm attention drewO
And many sparks would anxiously pursueO
How happy he who should her heart obtainL
And Hymen prove he had not sighed in vainL
But she had promised to the modest youthP
Who first was named her confidence and truthP
The little god of pleasing soft desireQ
With full compliance with his whims requireQ
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THe belle was pleased the 'prentice to preferQ
A handsome lad with truth we may averQ
Quite young well made with fascinating eyeR
Such charms are ne'er despised we may relyR
But treasures thought no FAIR will e'er neglectS
Whate'er her senses say she'll these respectS
For one that LOVE lays hold of by the soulK
A thousand by the eyes receive controlK
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THIS sprightly girl with soft endearing easeT
Exerted ev'ry care the lad to pleaseT
To his regards she never shy appearedU
Now pinched his arm then smiled and often leeredU
Her hand across his eyes would sometimes putU
At others try to step upon his footU
To this he nothing offered in replyR
Though oft his throbbing bosom heaved a sighR
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So many tender scenes at length we findU
Produced the explanation LOVE designedU
The youthful couple we may well believeV
Would from each other mutual vows receiveV
They neither promises nor kisses sparedU
Incalculable were the numbers sharedU
If he had tried to keep exact accountU
He soon had been bewildered with th' amountU
To such infinity it clearly ranW
Mistakes would rise if he pursued the planW
A ceremony solely was requiredU
Which prudent girls have always much admiredU
Yet this to wait gave pain and made her grieveV
From you said she the boon I would receiveV
Or while I live the rapture never knowX
That Hymen at his altar can bestowX
To you I promise by the pow'rs divineY
My hand and heart I truly will resignY
Howe'er I'll freely say should Hymen failZ
To make me your's and wishes not prevailZ
You must not fancy I'll become a nunA2
Though much I hope to act as I've begunA2
To marry you would please me to the soulK
But how can WE the ruling pow'rs controlK
Too much I'm confident you love my fameB2
To aim at what might bring me soon to shameB2
In wedlock I've been asked by that and thisC2
My father thinks these offers not amissC2
But Nicaise I'll allow you still to hopeD2
That if with others I'm obliged to copeD2
No matter whether counsellor or judgeE2
Since clearly ev'ry thing to such I grudgeE2
The marriage eve or morn or day or hourQ
To you I'll give the first enchanting flow'rF2
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THE lad most gratefully his thanks returnedU
His breast with ev'ry soft emotion burnedU
Within a week to this sweet charmer cameB2
A rich young squire who soon declared his flameB2
On which she said to Nicaise he will doU
This spark will easily let matters throughU
And as the belle was confident of thatU
She gave consent and listened to his chatU
Soon all was settled and arranged the dayU
When marriage they no longer would delayU
You'll fully notice this I think I viewU
The thoughts which move around and you pursueU
'Twas doubtless clear whatever bliss in storeG2
The lady was betrothed and nothing moreG2
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THOUGH all was fixed a week before the dayU
Yet fearing accidents might things delayU
Or even break the treaty ere completeU
She would not our apprentice fully greetU
Till on the very morn she gave her handU
Lest chance defeated what was nicely plannedU
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HOWE'ER the belle was to the altar ledU
A virgin still and doomed the squire to wedU
Who quite impatient consummation soughtU
As soon as he the charmer back had broughtU
But she solicited the day apartU
And this obtained alone by prayers and artU
'Twas early morn and 'stead of bed she dressedU
In ev'ry thing a queen had thought the bestU
With diamonds pearls and various jewels rareH2
Her husband riches had she was awareH2
Which raised her into rank that dress requiredU
And all her neighbours envied and admiredU
Her lover to secure the promised blissC2
An hour's indulgence gained to take a kissC2
A bow'r within a garden was the spotU
Which for their private meeting they had gotU
A confidant had been employed aroundU
To watch if any one were lurking foundU
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THE lady was the first who thither cameB2
To get a nosegay was she said her aimB2
And Nicaise presently her steps pursuedU
Who when the turf within the bow'r he viewedU
Exclaimed oh la how wet it is my dearI2
Your handsome clothes will be spoiled I fearI2
A carpet let me instantly provideU
Deuce take the clothes the fair with anger criedU
Ne'er think of that I'll say I had a fallJ2
Such accident a loss I would not callJ2
When Time so clearly on the wing appearsK2
'Tis right to banish scruples cares and fearsK2
Nor think of clothes nor dress however fineY
But those to dirt or flames at once resignY
Far better this than precious time to wasteU
Since frequently in minutes bliss we tasteU
A quarter of an hour we now should prizeL2
The place no doubt will very well sufficeM2
With you it rests such moments to employN2
And mutually our bosoms fill with joyN2
I scarcely ought to say what now I speakO2
But anxiously your happiness I seekO2
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INDEED the anxious tender youth repliedU
To save such costly clothes we should decideU
I'll run at once and presently be hereP2
Two minutes will suffice I'm very clearI2
AWAY the silly lad with ardour flewU
And left no time objections to renewU
His wondrous folly cured the charming dameB2
Whose soul so much disdained her recent flameB2
That instantly her heart resumed its placeQ2
Which had too long been loaded with disgraceQ2
Go prince of fools she to herself exclaimedU
For ever of thy conduct be ashamedU
To lose thee surely I can ne'er regretU
Impossible a worse I could have metU
I've now considered and 'tis very plainL
Thou merit'st not such favours to obtainL
From hence I swear by ev'ry thing aboveR2
My husband shall alone possess my loveR2
And least I might be tempted to betrayU
To him I'll instantly the boon conveyU
Which Nicaise might have easily receivedU
Thank Heav'n my breast from folly is relievedU
This said by disappointment rendered sourQ
The beauteous bride in anger left the bow'rF2
Soon with the carpet simple Nicaise cameB2
And found that things no longer were the sameB2
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THE lucky hour ye suitors learn I prayU
Is not each time the clock strikes through the dayU
In Cupid's alphabet I think I've readU
Old Time by lovers likes not to be ledU
And since so closely he pursues his planW
'Tis right to seize him often as you canW
Delays are dangerous in love or warG2
And Nicaise is a proof they fortune marF2
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QUITE out of breath with having quickly runA2
DelightU

Jean De La Fontaine



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