To A Young Lady, With Some Lampreys Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: AABBCCCCDDCCEEFGGGDD GGGGHHGGIIJJKKGGCCJA GGLLGGGGCCJJMMWith lovers twas of old the fashion | A |
By presents to convey their passion | A |
No matter what the gift they sent | B |
The Lady saw that love was meant | B |
Fair Atalanta as a favour | C |
Took the boar s head her Hero gave her | C |
Nor could the bristly thing affront her | C |
Twas a fit present from a hunter | C |
When Squires send woodcocks to the dame | D |
It serves to show their absent flame | D |
Some by a snip of woven hair | C |
In posied lockets bribe the fair | C |
How many mercenary matches | E |
Have sprung from Di mond rings and watches | E |
But hold a ring a watch a locket | F |
Would drain at once a Poet s pocket | G |
He should send songs that cost him nought | G |
Nor ev n he prodigal of thought | G |
Why then send Lampreys fye for shame | D |
Twill set a virgin s blood on flame | D |
This to fifteen a proper gift | G |
It might lend sixty five a lift | G |
I know your maiden Aunt will scold | G |
And think my present somewhat bold | G |
I see her lift her hands and eyes | H |
What eat it Niece eat Spanish flies | H |
Lamprey s a most immodest diet | G |
You ll neither wake nor sleep in quiet | G |
Should I to night eat Sago cream | I |
Twould make me blush to tell my dream | I |
If I eat Lobster tis so warming | J |
That ev ry man I see looks charming | J |
Wherefore had not the filthy fellow | K |
Laid Rochester upon your pillow | K |
I vow and swear I think the present | G |
Had been as modest and as decent | G |
Who has her virtue in her power | C |
Each day has its unguarded hour | C |
Always in danger of undoing | J |
A prawn a shrimp may prove our ruin | A |
The shepherdess who lives on salad | G |
To cool her youth controuls her palate | G |
Should Dian s maids turn liqu rish livers | L |
And of huge lampreys rob the rivers | L |
Then all beside each glade and Visto | G |
You d see Nymphs lying like Calisto | G |
The man who meant to heat your blood | G |
Needs not himself such vicious food | G |
In this I own your Aunt is clear | C |
I sent you what I well might spare | C |
For when I see you without joking | J |
Your eyes lips breasts are so provoking | J |
They set my heart more cock a hoop | M |
Than could whole seas of craw fish soupe | M |
John Gay
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