The Faithful Shepherdess (monologue) Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: AABBCCDEFFFGGHHIIJJI IKKLMMNNOPQQRRSITTUU VVWWXXYYZZA2A2BB| Through yon same bending plain | A |
| That flings his arms down to the main | A |
| And through these thick woods have I run | B |
| Whose bottom never kissed the sun | B |
| Since the lusty spring began | C |
| All to please my master Pan | C |
| Have I trotted without rest | D |
| To get him fruit for at a feast | E |
| He entertains this coming night | F |
| His paramour the Syrinx bright | F |
| But behold a fairer sight | F |
| By that heavenly form of thine | G |
| Brightest fair thou art divine | G |
| Sprung from great immortal race | H |
| Of the gods for in they face | H |
| Shines more awful majesty | I |
| Than dull weak mortality | I |
| Dare with misty eyes behold | J |
| And live Therefore on this mold | J |
| Lowly to I bend my knee | I |
| In worship of thy deity | I |
| Deign it goddess from my hand | K |
| To receive whate'er this land | K |
| From her fertile womb doth send | L |
| Of her choice fruits and but lend belief to that the satyr tells | M |
| Fairer by the famous wells | M |
| To this present day ne'er grew | N |
| Never better nor more true | N |
| Here be grapes whose lusty blood | O |
| Is the learned poets' good | P |
| Sweeter yet did never crown | Q |
| The head of Bacchus nuts more brown | Q |
| Than the squirrel's teeth that crack them | R |
| Deign O fairest fair to take them | R |
| For these black eyed Dryope | S |
| Hath oftentimes commanded me | I |
| With my clasp d knee to climb | T |
| See how well the lusty time | T |
| Hath decked their rising cheeks in red | U |
| Such as on your lips is spread | U |
| Here be berries for a queen | V |
| Some be red some be green | V |
| These are of that luscious meat | W |
| The great god Pan himself doth eat | W |
| All these and what the woods can yield | X |
| The hanging mountain or the field | X |
| I freely offer and ere long | Y |
| Will bring you more more sweet and strong | Y |
| Till when humbly leave I take | Z |
| Lest the great Pan do awake | Z |
| That sleeping lies in a deep glade | A2 |
| Under a broad beech's shade | A2 |
| I must go I must run | B |
| Swifter than the fiery sun | B |
John Fletcher
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