To Sir Henry Goodyere Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: ABCB DEDE FGFG CHCH IJKJ LMLM NOPO CQCQ CRCS TCTC UVUV CCCC

WHO makes the last a pattern for next yearA
Turns no new leaf but still the same things readsB
Seen things he sees again heard things doth hearC
And makes his life but like a pair of beadsB
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A palace when 'tis that which it should beD
Leaves growing and stands such or else decaysE
But he which dwells there is not so for heD
Strives to surge upward and his fortune raiseE
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So had your body her morning hath her noonF
And shall not better her next change is nightG
But her fair larger guest to whom sun and moonF
Are sparks and short lived claims another rightG
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The noble soul by age grows lustierC
Her appetite and her digestion mendH
We must not starve nor hope to pamper herC
With women's milk and pap unto the endH
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Provide you manlier diet You have seenI
All libraries which are schools camps and courtsJ
But ask your garners if you have not beenK
In harvest too indulgent to your sportsJ
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Would you redeem it then yourself transplantL
Awhile from hence Perchance outlandish groundM
Bears no more wit than ours but yet more scantL
Are those diversions there which here aboundM
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To be a stranger hath that benefitN
We can beginnings but not habits chokeO
Go whither hence You get if you forgetP
New faults till they prescribe to us are smokeO
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Our soul whose country's heaven and God her FatherC
Into this world corruption's sink is sentQ
Yet so much in her travel she doth gatherC
That she returns home wiser than she wentQ
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It pays you well if it teach you to spareC
And make you ashamed to make your hawks' praise yoursR
Which when herself she lessens in the airC
You then first say that high enough she towersS
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However keep the lively taste you holdT
Of God love Him as now but fear Him moreC
And in your afternoons think what you toldT
And promised Him at morning prayer beforeC
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Let falsehood like a discord anger youU
Else not be froward But why do I touchV
Things of which none is in your practice newU
And fables or fruit trenchers teach as muchV
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But thus I make you keep your promise sirC
Riding I had you though you still stay'd thereC
And in these thoughts although you never stirC
You came with me to Mitcham and are hereC

John Donne



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