Songs In "the Conquest Of Granada." Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: A BCDCEEC FGFHCCG EIJKCCI LMNMCCM A AIOOI PQRRQ ISMMS DGEEG TAUUA VLBBL| I | A |
| - | |
| Wherever I am and whatever I do | B |
| My Phyllis is still in my mind | C |
| When angry I mean not to Phyllis to go | D |
| My feet of themselves the way find | C |
| Unknown to myself I am just at her door | E |
| And when I would rail I can bring out no more | E |
| Than Phyllis too fair and unkind | C |
| - | |
| When Phyllis I see my heart bounds in my breast | F |
| And the love I would stifle is shown | G |
| But asleep or awake I am never at rest | F |
| When from my eyes Phyllis is gone | H |
| Sometimes a sad dream does delude my sad mind | C |
| But alas when I wake and no Phyllis I find | C |
| How I sigh to myself all alone | G |
| - | |
| Should a king be my rival in her I adore | E |
| He should offer his treasure in vain | I |
| Oh let me alone to be happy and poor | J |
| And give me my Phyllis again | K |
| Let Phyllis be mine and but ever be kind | C |
| I could to a desert with her be confined | C |
| And envy no monarch his reign | I |
| - | |
| Alas I discover too much of my love | L |
| And she too well knows her own power | M |
| She makes me each day a new martyrdom prove | N |
| And makes me grow jealous each hour | M |
| But let her each minute torment my poor mind | C |
| I had rather love Phyllis both false and unkind | C |
| Than ever be freed from her power | M |
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| II | A |
| - | |
| HE How unhappy a lover am I | A |
| While I sigh for my Phyllis in vain | I |
| All my hopes of delight | O |
| Are another man's right | O |
| Who is happy while I am in pain | I |
| - | |
| SHE Since her honour allows no relief | P |
| But to pity the pains which you bear | Q |
| 'Tis the best of your fate | R |
| In a hopeless estate | R |
| To give o'er and betimes to despair | Q |
| - | |
| HE I have tried the false medicine in vain | I |
| For I wish what I hope not to win | S |
| From without my desire | M |
| Has no food to its fire | M |
| But it burns and consumes me within | S |
| - | |
| SHE Yet at least 'tis a pleasure to know | D |
| That you are not unhappy alone | G |
| For the nymph you adore | E |
| Is as wretched and more | E |
| And counts all your sufferings her own | G |
| - | |
| HE O ye gods let me suffer for both | T |
| At the feet of my Phyllis I'll lie | A |
| I'll resign up my breath | U |
| And take pleasure in death | U |
| To be pitied by her when I die | A |
| - | |
| SHE What her honour denied you in life | V |
| In her death she will give to your love | L |
| Such a flame as is true | B |
| After fate will renew | B |
| For the souls to meet closer above | L |
John Dryden
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