Eclogue Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

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ALLOPHANESA
UNSEASONABLE man statue of iceA
What could to countries solitude enticeA
Thee in this year's cold and decrepit timeB
Nature's instinct draws to the warmer climeB
Even smaller birds who by that courage dareC
In numerous fleets sail through their sea the airC
What delicacy can in fields appearD
Whilst Flora herself doth a frieze jerkin wearC
Whilst winds do all the trees and hedges stripE
Of leaves to furnish rods enough to whipE
Thy madness from thee and all springs by frostF
Have taken cold and their sweet murmurs lostF
If thou thy faults or fortunes wouldst lamentG
With just solemnity do it in LentG
At court the spring already advanced isA
The sun stays longer up and yet not hisA
The glory is far other other firesA
First zeal to prince and state then love's desiresA
Burn in one breast and like heaven's two great lightsA
The first doth govern days the other nightsA
And then that early light which did appearD
Before the sun and moon created wereH
The princes favour is diffused o'er allI
From which all fortunes names and natures fallI
Then from those wombs of stars the bride's bright eyesA
At every glance a constellation fliesA
And sows the court with stars and doth preventG
In light and power the all eyed firmamentG
First her eyes kindle other ladies' eyesA
Then from their beams their jewels' lustres riseA
And from their jewels torches do take fireH
And all is warmth and light and good desireH
Most other courts alas are like to hellJ
Where in dark places fire without light doth dwellJ
Or but like stoves for lust and envy getG
Continual but artificial heatG
Here zeal and love grown one all clouds digestG
And make our court an everlasting eastG
And canst thou be from thenceA
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IDIOS No I am thereC
As heaven to men disposed is everywhereC
So are those courts whose princes animateG
Not only all their house but all their stateG
Let no man think because he's full he hath allI
Kings as their pattern God are liberalK
Not only in fullness but capacityG
Enlarging narrow men to feel and seeG
And comprehend the blessings they bestowG
So reclused hermits oftentimes do knowG
More of heaven's glory than a worldling canL
As man is of the world the heart of manL
Is an epitome of God's great bookM
Of creatures and man need no farther lookM
So is the country of courts where sweet peace dothN
As their one common soul give life to bothO
And am I then from courtG
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ALLOPHANES Dreamer thou artG
Think'st thou fantastic that thou hast a partG
In the Indian fleet because thou hastG
A little spice or amber in thy tasteG
Because thou art not frozen art thou warmB
Seest thou all good because thou seest no harmB
The earth doth in her inner bowels holdG
Stuff well disposed and which would fain be goldG
But never shall except it chance to lieP
So upward that heaven gild it with his eyeP
As for divine things faith comes from aboveQ
So for best civil use all tinctures moveR
From higher powers from God religion springsA
Wisdom and honour from the use of kingsA
Then unbeguile thyself and know with meG
That angels though on earth employ'd they beG
Are still in heaven so is he still at homeB
That doth abroad to honest actions comeB
Chide thyself then O fool which yesterdayG
Mightst have read more than all thy books bewrayC
Hast thou a history which doth presentG
A court where all affections do assentG
Unto the king's and that that king's are justG
And where it is no levity to trustG
Where there is no ambition but to obeyG
Where men need whisper nothing and yet mayG
Where the king's favours are so placed that allI
Find that the king therein is liberalK
To them in him because his favours bendG
To virtue to the which they all pretendG
Thou hast no such yet here was this and moreC
An earnest lover wise then and beforeC
Our little Cupid hath sued liveryC
And is no more in his minorityC
He is admitted now into that breastG
Where the king's counsels and his secrets restG
What hast thou lost O ignorant manL
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IDIOS I knewS
All this and only therefore I withdrewS
To know and feel all this and not to haveT
Words to express it makes a man a graveU
Of his own thoughts I would not therefore stayG
At a great feast having no grace to sayG
And yet I 'scaped not here for being comeB
Full of the common joy I utter'd someB
Read then this nuptial song which was not madeG
Either the court or men's hearts to invadeG
But since I am dead and buried I could frameB
No epitaph which might advance my fameB
So much as this poor song which testifiesA
I did unto that day some sacrificeA
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IP
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THE TIME OF THE MARRIAGEV
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Thou art reprieved old year thou shalt not dieP
Though thou upon thy death bed lieP
And should'st within five days expireC
Yet thou art rescued by a mightier fireC
Than thy old soul the sunW
When he doth in his largest circle runW
The passage of the west or east would thawX
And open wide their easy liquid jawX
To all our ships could a Promethean artG
Either unto the northern pole impartG
The fire of these inflaming eyes or of this lovingY
heartG
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IIP
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EQUALITY OF PERSONSA
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But undiscerning Muse which heart which eyesA
In this new couple dost thou prizeA
When his eye as inflaming isA
As hers and her heart loves as well as hisA
Be tried by beauty and thenZ
The bridegroom is a maid and not a manL
If by that manly courage they be triedG
Which scorns unjust opinion then the brideG
Becomes a man Should chance or envy's artG
Divide these two whom nature scarce did partG
Since both have the inflaming eye and both theA2
loving heartG
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IIIP
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RAISING OF THE BRIDEGROOMB
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Though it be some divorce to think of youS
Single so much one are you twoS
Let me here contemplate theeC
First cheerful bridegroom and first let me seeC
How thou prevent'st the sunW
And his red foaming horses dost outrunW
How having laid down in thy Sovereign's breastG
All businesses from thence to reinvestG
Them when these triumphs cease thou forward artG
To show to her who doth the like impartG
The fire of thy inflaming eyes and of thy loving heartG
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IVU
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RAISING OF THE BRIDEG
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But now to thee fair bride it is some wrongB2
To think thou wert in bed so longB2
Since soon thou liest down first 'tis fitG
Thou in first rising shouldst allow for itG
Powder thy radiant hairC
Which if without such ashes thou wouldst wearC
Thou which to all which come to look uponC2
Wert meant for Phoebus wouldst be Pha tonW
For our ease give thine eyes th' unusual partG
Of joy a tear so quench'd thou mayst impartG
To us that come thy inflaming eyes to him thyP
loving heartG
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VU
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HER APPARELLINGB2
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Thus thou descend'st to our infirmityU
Who can the sun in water seeU
So dost thou when in silk and goldG
Thou cloud'st thyself since we which do beholdG
Are dust and worms 'tis justG
Our objects be the fruits of worms and dustG
Let every jewel be a glorious starC
Yet stars are not so pure as their spheres areC
And though thou stoop to appear to us in partG
Still in that picture thou entirely artG
Which thy inflaming eyes have made within hisA
loving heartG
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VIP
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GOING TO THE CHAPELK
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Now from your easts you issue forth and weU
As men which through a cypress seeU
The rising sun do think it twoS
So as you go to church do think of youS
But that veil being goneD2
By the church rites you are from thenceforth oneW
The church triumphant made this match beforeC
And now the militant doth strive no moreC
Then reverend priest who God's Recorder artG
Do from his dictates to these two impartG
All blessings which are seen or thought by angel'sU
eye or heartG
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VIIP
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THE BENEDICTIONW
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Blest pair of swans O may you interbringB2
Daily new joys and never singB2
Live till all grounds of wishes failE2
Till honour yea till wisdom grow so staleE2
That new great heights to tryP

John Donne



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