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O SORROW	A
nbsp nbsp nbsp Why dost borrow	A
nbsp nbsp nbsp The natural hue of health from vermeil lips	B
nbsp nbsp nbsp To give maiden blushes	C
nbsp nbsp nbsp To the white rose bushes	C
nbsp nbsp nbsp Or is it thy dewy hand the daisy tips	B
	-
nbsp nbsp nbsp O Sorrow	A
nbsp nbsp nbsp Why dost borrow	A
nbsp nbsp nbsp The lustrous passion from a falcon eye	D
nbsp nbsp nbsp To give the glow worm light	E
nbsp nbsp nbsp Or on a moonless night	E
nbsp nbsp nbsp To tinge on siren shores the salt sea spry	D
	-
nbsp nbsp nbsp O Sorrow	A
nbsp nbsp nbsp Why dost borrow	A
nbsp nbsp nbsp The mellow ditties from a mourning tongue	F
nbsp nbsp nbsp To give at evening pale	G
nbsp nbsp nbsp Unto the nightingale	G
nbsp nbsp nbsp That thou mayst listen the cold dews among	F
	-
nbsp nbsp nbsp O Sorrow	A
nbsp nbsp nbsp Why dost borrow	A
nbsp nbsp nbsp Heart's lightness from the merriment of May	H
nbsp nbsp nbsp A lover would not tread	I
nbsp nbsp nbsp A cowslip on the head	I
nbsp nbsp nbsp Though he should dance from eve till peep of day	H
nbsp nbsp nbsp Nor any drooping flower	J
nbsp nbsp nbsp Held sacred for thy bower	J
nbsp nbsp nbsp Wherever he may sport himself and play	H
	-
nbsp nbsp nbsp To Sorrow	A
nbsp nbsp nbsp I bade good morrow	A
nbsp nbsp nbsp And thought to leave her far away behind	K
nbsp nbsp nbsp But cheerly cheerly	H
nbsp nbsp nbsp She loves me dearly	H
nbsp nbsp nbsp She is so constant to me and so kind	K
nbsp nbsp nbsp I would deceive her	J
nbsp nbsp nbsp And so leave her	J
nbsp nbsp nbsp But ah she is so constant and so kind	K
	-
Beneath my palm trees by the river side	L
I sat a weeping in the whole world wide	L
There was no one to ask me why I wept	M
nbsp nbsp nbsp And so I kept	M
Brimming the water lily cups with tears	N
nbsp nbsp nbsp Cold as my fears	O
	-
Beneath my palm trees by the river side	L
I sat a weeping what enamour'd bride	L
Cheated by shadowy wooer from the clouds	P
nbsp nbsp nbsp But hides and shrouds	P
Beneath dark palm trees by a river side	L
	-
And as I sat over the light blue hills	Q
There came a noise of revellers the rills	Q
Into the wide stream came of purple hue	R
nbsp nbsp nbsp 'Twas Bacchus and his crew	R
The earnest trumpet spake and silver thrills	Q
From kissing cymbals made a merry din	S
nbsp nbsp nbsp 'Twas Bacchus and his kin	S
Like to a moving vintage down they came	T
Crown'd with green leaves and faces all on flame	T
All madly dancing through the pleasant valley	H
nbsp nbsp nbsp To scare thee Melancholy	H
O then O then thou wast a simple name	T
And I forgot thee as the berried holly	H
By shepherds is forgotten when in June	U
Tall chestnuts keep away the sun and moon	U
nbsp nbsp nbsp I rush'd into the folly	H
	-
Within his car aloft young Bacchus stood	V
Trifling his ivy dart in dancing mood	W
nbsp nbsp nbsp With sidelong laughing	X
And little rills of crimson wine imbrued	W
His plump white arms and shoulders enough white	W
nbsp nbsp nbsp For Venus' pearly bite	W
And near him rode Silenus on his ass	Q
Pelted with flowers as he on did pass	Q
nbsp nbsp nbsp Tipsily quaffing	X
	-
'Whence came ye merry Damsels whence came ye	H
So many and so many and such glee	H
Why have ye left your bowers desolate	W
nbsp nbsp nbsp Your lutes and gentler fate '	-
'We follow Bacchus Bacchus on the wing	X
nbsp nbsp nbsp A conquering	X
Bacchus young Bacchus good or ill betide	W
We dance before him thorough kingdoms wide	W
Come hither lady fair and joined be	H
nbsp nbsp nbsp To our wild minstrelsy '	-
	-
'Whence came ye jolly Satyrs whence came ye	H
So many and so many and such glee	H
Why have ye left your forest haunts why left	W
nbsp nbsp nbsp Your nuts in oak tree cleft '	-
'For wine for wine we left our kernel tree	H
For wine we left our heath and yellow brooms	Q
nbsp nbsp nbsp And cold mushrooms	Q
For wine we follow Bacchus through the earth	Y
Great god of breathless cups and chirping mirth	Y
Come hither lady fair and joined be	H
nbsp nbsp nbsp To our mad minstrelsy '	-
	-
Over wide streams and mountains great we went	W
And save when Bacchus kept his ivy tent	W
Onward the tiger and the leopard pants	Q
nbsp nbsp nbsp With Asian elephants	Q
Onward these myriads with song and dance	Q
With zebras striped and sleek Arabians' prance	Q
Web footed alligators crocodiles	Q
Bearing upon their scaly backs in files	Q
Plump infant laughers mimicking the coil	H
Of seamen and stout galley rowers' toil	H
With toying oars and silken sails they glide	W
nbsp nbsp nbsp Nor care for wind and tide	W
	-
Mounted on panthers' furs and lions' manes	Q
From rear to van they scour about the plains	Q
A three days' journey in a moment done	Z
And always at the rising of the sun	Z
About the wilds they hunt with spear and horn	A2
nbsp nbsp nbsp On spleenful unicorn	A2
	-
I saw Osirian Egypt kneel adown	A2
nbsp nbsp nbsp Before the vine wreath crown	A2
I saw parch'd Abyssinia rouse and sing	X
nbsp nbsp nbsp To the silver cymbals' ring	X
I saw the whelming vintage hotly pierce	Q
nbsp nbsp nbsp Old Tartary the fierce	Q
The kings of Ind their jewel sceptres vail	H
And from their treasures scatter pearled hail	H
Great Brahma from his mystic heaven groans	Q
nbsp nbsp nbsp And all his priesthood moans	Q
Before young Bacchus' eye wink turning pale	H
Into these regions came I following him	B2
Sick hearted weary so I took a whim	B2
To stray away into these forests drear	H
nbsp nbsp nbsp Alone without a peer	H
And I have told thee all thou mayest hear	H
	-
nbsp nbsp nbsp Young Stranger	H
nbsp nbsp nbsp I've been a ranger	H
In search of pleasure throughout every clime	B2
nbsp nbsp nbsp Alas 'tis not for me	B2
nbsp nbsp nbsp Bewitch'd I sure must be	B2
To lose in grieving all my maiden prime	B2
	-
nbsp nbsp nbsp Come then Sorrow	H
nbsp nbsp nbsp Sweetest Sorrow	H
Like an own babe I nurse thee on my breast	W
nbsp nbsp nbsp I thought to leave thee	B2
nbsp nbsp nbsp And deceive thee	B2
But now of all the world I love thee best	W
	-
nbsp nbsp nbsp There is not one	A2
nbsp nbsp nbsp No no not one	A2
But thee to comfort a poor lonely maid	W
nbsp nbsp nbsp Thou art her mother	H
nbsp nbsp nbsp And her brother	H
Her playmate and her wooer in the shade	W

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Song Of The Indian Maid, From 'endymion' Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

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