Astrëa Redux. Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

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A Poem On The Happy Restoration And Return Of His Sacred Majesty Charles Ii	A
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Jam redit et virgo redeunt Saturnia regna VIRG	B
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The last great age foretold by sacred rhymes	C
Renews its finish'd course Saturnian times	C
Roll round again	D
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Now with a general peace the world was blest	E
While ours a world divided from the rest	E
A dreadful quiet felt and worser far	F
Than arms a sullen interval of war	G
Thus when black clouds draw down the labouring skies	H
Ere yet abroad the winged thunder flies	H
An horrid stillness first invades the ear	I
And in that silence we the tempest fear	J
The ambitious Swede like restless billows tost	E
On this hand gaining what on that he lost	E
Though in his life he blood and ruin breathed	E
To his now guideless kingdom peace bequeath'd	E
And Heaven that seem'd regardless of our fate	E
For France and Spain did miracles create	E
Such mortal quarrels to compose in peace	K
As nature bred and interest did increase	K
We sigh'd to hear the fair Iberian bride	E
Must grow a lily to the lily's side	E
While our cross stars denied us Charles' bed	E
Whom our first flames and virgin love did wed	E
For his long absence Church and State did groan	L
Madness the pulpit faction seized the throne	L
Experienced age in deep despair was lost	E
To see the rebel thrive the loyal cross'd	E
Youth that with joys had unacquainted been	M
Envied gray hairs that once good days had seen	N
We thought our sires not with their own content	E
Had ere we came to age our portion spent	E
Nor could our nobles hope their bold attempt	E
Who ruin'd crowns would coronets exempt	E
For when by their designing leaders taught	E
To strike at power which for themselves they sought	E
The vulgar gull'd into rebellion arm'd	E
Their blood to action by the prize was warm'd	E
The sacred purple then and scarlet gown	O
Like sanguine dye to elephants was shown	L
Thus when the bold Typhoeus scaled the sky	B
And forced great Jove from his own Heaven to fly	B
What king what crown from treason's reach is free	P
If Jove and Heaven can violated be	P
The lesser gods that shared his prosperous state	E
All suffer'd in the exiled Thunderer's fate	E
The rabble now such freedom did enjoy	Q
As winds at sea that use it to destroy	Q
Blind as the Cyclop and as wild as he	P
They own'd a lawless savage liberty	P
Like that our painted ancestors so prized	E
Ere empire's arts their breasts had civilized	E
How great were then our Charles' woes who thus	R
Was forced to suffer for himself and us	R
He tost by fate and hurried up and down	O
Heir to his father's sorrows with his crown	O
Could taste no sweets of youth's desired age	S
But found his life too true a pilgrimage	T
Unconquer'd yet in that forlorn estate	E
His manly courage overcame his fate	E
His wounds he took like Romans on his breast	E
Which by his virtue were with laurels drest	E
As souls reach Heaven while yet in bodies pent	E
So did he live above his banishment	E
That sun which we beheld with cozen'd eyes	H
Within the water moved along the skies	H
How easy 'tis when destiny proves kind	E
With full spread sails to run before the wind	E
But those that 'gainst stiff gales laveering go	B
Must be at once resolved and skilful too	E
He would not like soft Otho hope prevent	E
But stay'd and suffer'd fortune to repent	E
These virtues Galba in a stranger sought	E
And Piso to adopted empire brought	E
How shall I then my doubtful thoughts express	U
That must his sufferings both regret and bless	U
For when his early valour Heaven had cross'd	E
And all at Worcester but the honour lost	E
Forced into exile from his rightful throne	L
He made all countries where he came his own	L
And viewing monarchs' secret arts of sway	V
A royal factor for his kingdoms lay	V
Thus banish'd David spent abroad his time	W
When to be God's anointed was his crime	W
And when restored made his proud neighbours rue	E
Those choice remarks he from his travels drew	E
Nor is he only by afflictions shown	L
To conquer other realms but rule his own	L
Recovering hardly what he lost before	G
His right endears it much his purchase more	G
Inured to suffer ere he came to reign	X
No rash procedure will his actions stain	X
To business ripen'd by digestive thought	E
His future rule is into method brought	E
As they who first proportion understand	E
With easy practice reach a master's hand	E
Well might the ancient poets then confer	Y
On Night the honour'd name of Counsellor	Y
Since struck with rays of prosperous fortune blind	E
We light alone in dark afflictions find	E
In such adversities to sceptre train'd	E
The name of Great his famous grandsire gain'd	E
Who yet a king alone in name and right	E
With hunger cold and angry Jove did fight	E
Shock'd by a covenanting league's vast powers	Z
As holy and as catholic as ours	Z
Till fortune's fruitless spite had made it known	L
Her blows not shook but riveted his throne	L
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Some lazy ages lost in sleep and ease	A2
No action leave to busy chronicles	B2
Such whose supine felicity but makes	C2
In story chasms in epoch's mistakes	C2
O'er whom Time gently shakes his wings of down	O
Till with his silent sickle they are mown	O
Such is not Charles' too too active age	S
Which govern'd by the wild distemper'd rage	S
Of some black star infecting all the skies	H
Made him at his own cost like Adam wise	H
Tremble ye nations which secure before	G
Laugh'd at those arms that 'gainst ourselves we bore	G
Roused by the lash of his own stubborn tail	D2
Our lion now will foreign foes assail	D2
With alga who the sacred altar strews	H
To all the sea gods Charles an offering owes	H
A bull to thee Portumnus shall be slain	O
A lamb to you ye Tempests of the main	O
For those loud storms that did against him roar	G
Have cast his shipwreck'd vessel on the shore	G
Yet as wise artists mix their colours so	H
That by degrees they from each other go	H
Black steals unheeded from the neighbouring white	E
Without offending the well cozen'd sight	E
So on us stole our blessed change while we	P
The effect did feel but scarce the manner see	P
Frosts that constrain the ground and birth deny	O
To flowers that in its womb expecting lie	O
Do seldom their usurping power withdraw	E2
But raging floods pursue their hasty thaw	E2
Our thaw was mild the cold not chased away	V
But lost in kindly heat of lengthen'd day	V
Heaven would no bargain for its blessings drive	F2
But what we could not pay for freely give	G2
The Prince of peace would like himself confer	Y
A gift unhoped without the price of war	G
Yet as he knew his blessing's worth took care	H2
That we should know it by repeated prayer	H2
Which storm'd the skies and ravish'd Charles from thence	H
As heaven itself is took by violence	H
Booth's forward valour only served to show	H
He durst that duty pay we all did owe	H
The attempt was fair but Heaven's prefixed hour	Y
Not come so like the watchful traveller	Y
That by the moon's mistaken light did rise	H
Lay down again and closed his weary eyes	H
'Twas Monk whom Providence design'd to loose	H
Those real bonds false freedom did impose	H
The blessed saints that watch'd this turning scene	O
Did from their stars with joyful wonder lean	O
To see small clues draw vastest weights along	B
Not in their bulk but in their order strong	B
Thus pencils can by one slight touch restore	G
Smiles to that changed face that wept before	G
With ease such fond chimeras we pursue	H
As fancy frames for fancy to subdue	H
But when ourselves to action we betake	B
It shuns the mint like gold that chemists make	B
How hard was then his task at once to be	P
What in the body natural we see	P
Man's Architect distinctly did ordain	O
The charge of muscles nerves and of the brain	O
Through viewless conduits spirits to dispense	H
The springs of motion from the seat of sense	H
'Twas not the hasty product of a day	V
But the well ripen'd fruit of wise delay	V
He like a patient angler ere he strook	B
Would let him play a while upon the hook	B
Our healthful food the stomach labours thus	H
At first embracing what it straight doth crush	I2
Wise leeches will not vain receipts obtrude	E
While growing pains pronounce the humours crude	E
Deaf to complaints they wait upon the ill	J2
Till some safe crisis authorise their skill	J2
Nor could his acts too close a vizard wear	H2
To 'scape their eyes whom guilt had taught to fear	J
And guard with caution that polluted nest	E
Whence Legion twice before was dispossess'd	E
Once sacred house which when they enter'd in	O
They thought the place could sanctify a sin	O
Like those that vainly hoped kind Heaven would wink	B
While to excess on martyrs' tombs they drink	B
And as devouter Turks first warn their souls	H
To part before they taste forbidden bowls	H
So these when their black crimes they went about	E
First timely charm'd their useless conscience out	E
Religion's name against itself was made	E
The shadow served the substance to invade	E
Like zealous missions they did care pretend	E
Of souls in show but made the gold their end	E
The incensed powers beheld with scorn from high	O
An heaven so far distant from the sky	O
Which durst with horses' hoofs that beat the ground	E
And martial brass belie the thunder's sound	E
'Twas hence at length just vengeance thought it fit	E
To speed their ruin by their impious wit	E
Thus Sforza cursed with a too fertile brain	O
Lost by his wiles the power his wit did gain	O
Henceforth their fougue must spend at lesser rate	E
Than in its flames to wrap a nation's fate	E
Suffer'd to live they are like helots set	E
A virtuous shame within us to beget	E
For by example most we sinn'd before	G
And glass like clearness mix'd with frailty bore	G
But since reform'd by what we did amiss	H
We by our sufferings learn to prize our bliss	H
Like early lovers whose unpractised hearts	H
Were long the May game of malicious arts	H
When once they find their jealousies were vain	O
With double heat renew their fires again	O
'Twas this produced the joy that hurried o'er	Y
Such swarms of English to the neighbouring shore	G
To fetch that prize by which Batavia made	E
So rich amends for our impoverish'd trade	E
Oh had you seen from Schevelin's barren shore	G
Crowded with troops and barren now no more	G
Afflicted Holland to his farewell bring	B
True sorrow Holland to regret a king	B
While waiting him his royal fleet did ride	E
And willing winds to their lower'd sails denied	E
The wavering streamers flags and standard out	E
The merry seamen's rude but cheerful shout	E
And last the cannon's voice that shook the skies	H
And as it fares in sudden ecstasies	H
At once bereft us both of ears and eyes	H
The Naseby now no longer England's shame	K2
But better to be lost in Charles' name	K2
Like some unequal bride in nobler sheets	H
Receives her lord the joyful London meets	H
The princely York himself alone a freight	E
The Swiftsure groans beneath great Gloster's weight	E
Secure as when the halcyon breeds with these	H
He that was born to drown might cross the seas	H
Heaven could not own a Providence and take	B
The wealth three nations ventured at a stake	B
The same indulgence Charles' voyage bless'd	E
Which in his right had miracles confess'd	E
The winds that never moderation knew	H
Afraid to blow too much too faintly blew	H
Or out of breath with joy could not enlarge	L2
Their straighten'd lungs or conscious of their charge	L2
The British Amphitrite smooth and clear	J
In richer azure never did appear	J
Proud her returning prince to entertain	O
With the submitted fasces of the main	O
And welcome now great monarch to your own	O
Behold the approaching cliffs of Albion	O
It is no longer motion cheats your view	H
As you meet it the land approacheth you	H
The land returns and in the white it wears	H
The marks of penitence and sorrow bears	H
But you whose goodness your descent doth show	H
Your heavenly parentage and earthly too	H
By that same mildness which your father's crown	O
Before did ravish shall secure your own	O
Not tied to rules of policy you find	E
Revenge less sweet than a forgiving mind	E
Thus when the Almighty would to Moses give	G2
A sight of all he could behold and live	F2
A voice before his entry did proclaim	K2
Long suffering goodness mercy in his name	K2
Your power to justice doth submit your cause	H
Your goodness only is above the laws	H
Whose rigid letter while pronounced by you	H
Is softer made So winds that tempests brew	H
When through Arabian groves they take their flight	E
Made wanton with rich odours lose their spite	E
And as those lees that trouble it refine	O
The agitated soul of generous wine	O
So tears of joy for your returning spilt	E
Work out and expiate our former guilt	E
Methinks I see those crowds on Dover's strand	E
Who in their haste to welcome you to land	E
Choked up the beach with their still growing store	G
And made a wilder torrent on the shore	G
While spurr'd with eager thoughts of past delight	E
Those who had seen you court a second sight	E
Preventing still your steps and making haste	E
To meet you often wheresoe'er you past	E
How shall I speak of that triumphant day	V
When you renew'd the expiring pomp of May	V
A month that owns an interest in your name	K2
You and the flowers are its peculiar claim	K2
That star that at your birth shone out so bright	E
It stain'd the duller sun's meridian light	E
Did once again its potent fires renew	H
Guiding our eyes to find and worship you	H
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And now Time's whiter series is begun	O
Which in soft centuries shall smoothly run	O
Those clouds that overcast your morn shall fly	O
Dispell'd to farthest corners of the sky	O
Our nation with united interest blest	E
Not now content to poise shall sway the rest	E
Abroad your empire shall no limits know	H
But like the sea in boundless circles flow	H
Your much loved fleet shall with a wide command	E
Besiege the petty monarchs of the land	E
And as old Time his offspring swallow'd down	O
Our ocean in its depths all seas shall drown	O
Their wealthy trade from pirates' rapine free	P
Our merchants shall no more adventurers be	P
Nor in the farthest East those dangers fear	J
Which humble Holland must dissemble here	I
Spain to your gift alone her Indies owes	H
For what the powerful takes not he bestows	H
And France that did an exile's presence fear	J
May justly apprehend you still too near	J
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At home the hateful names of parties cease	H
And factious souls are wearied into peace	H
The discontented now are only they	V
Whose crimes before did your just cause betray	V
Of those your edicts some reclaim from sin	O
But most your life and blest example win	O
Oh happy prince whom Heaven hath taught the way	V
By paying vows to have more vows to pay	V
Oh happy age oh times like those alone	O
By fate reserved for great Augustus' throne	O
When the joint growth of arms and arts foreshow	H
The world a monarch and that monarch you	H

John Dryden

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