Arion To A Dolphin, On His Majesty's Passage Into England. Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: AABCDDEFGHIIIIJJKKII IIIIIIIIIIIILLIILLMN IIOOIILLLLJJIIIILLNN PPQGRRIISSMMJJ| Whom does this stately Navy bring | A |
| O tis Great Britain's Glorious King | A |
| Convey him then ye Winds and Seas | B |
| Swift as Desire and calm as Peace | C |
| In your Respect let him survey | D |
| What all his other Subjects pay | D |
| And prophesie to them again | E |
| The splendid smoothness of his Reign | F |
| Charles and his mighty hopes you bear | G |
| A greater now then C sar's here | H |
| Whose Veins a richer Purple boast | I |
| Then ever Hero's yet engrost | I |
| Sprung from a Father so august | I |
| He triumphs in his very dust | I |
| In him two Miracles we view | J |
| His Vertue and his Safety too | J |
| For when compell'd by Traitors crimes | K |
| To breathe and bow in forein Climes | K |
| Expos'd to all the rigid fate | I |
| That does on wither'd Greatness wait | I |
| Had plots for Life and Conscience laid | I |
| By Foes pursu'd by Friends betray'd | I |
| Then Heaven his secret potent friend | I |
| Did him from Drugs and Stabs defend | I |
| And what's more yet kept him upright | I |
| Midst flattering Hope and bloudy Fight | I |
| Cromwell his whole Right never gain'd | I |
| Defender of the Faith remain'd | I |
| For which his Predecessors fought | I |
| And writ but none so dearly bought | I |
| Never was Prince so much beseiged | I |
| At home provok'd abroad obliged | I |
| Nor ever Man resisted thus | L |
| No not great Athanasius | L |
| No help of Friends could or Foes spight | I |
| To fierce Invasion him invite | I |
| Revenge to him no pleasure is | L |
| He spar'd their bloud who gap'd for his | L |
| Blush'd any hands the English Crown | M |
| Should fasten on him but their own | N |
| As Peace and Freedom with him went | I |
| With him they came from Banishment | I |
| That he might his Dominions win | O |
| He with himself did first begin | O |
| And that best victory obtain'd | I |
| His Kingdom quickly he regain'd | I |
| Th' illustrious suff'rings of this Prince | L |
| Did all reduce and all convince | L |
| He onely liv'd with such success | L |
| That the whole world would fight with less | L |
| Assistant Kings could but subdue | J |
| Those Foes which he can pardon too | J |
| He thinks no Slaughter trophees good | I |
| Nor Laurels dipt in Subjects blood | I |
| But with a sweet resistless art | I |
| Disarms the hand and wins the heart | I |
| And like a God doth rescue those | L |
| Who did themselves and him oppose | L |
| Go wondrous Prince adorn that Throne | N |
| Which Birth and Merit make your own | N |
| And in your Mercy brighter shine | P |
| Then in the Glories of your Line | P |
| Find Love at home and abroad Fear | Q |
| And Veneration every where | G |
| Th' united world will you allow | R |
| Their Chief to whom the English bow | R |
| And Monarchs shall to yours resort | I |
| As Sheba's Queen to Judah's Court | I |
| Returning thence constrained more | S |
| To wonder envy and adore | S |
| Disgusted Rome will hate your Crown | M |
| But she shall tremble at your Frown | M |
| For England shall rul'd and restor'd by You | J |
| The suppliant world protect or else subdue | J |
Katherine Philips
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