Content, To My Dearest Lucasia Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: AABBCC DDEFGG HHIIJJ KKLLMM NOPPQQ RSTTUV WWXXYY ZZA2A2DD ZZB2B2C2C2 ZZIIGG D2PE2E2F2G2 ZZZZH2H2Content the false World's best disguise | A |
The search and faction of the Wise | A |
Is so abstruse and hid in night | B |
That like that Fairy Red cross Knight | B |
Who trech'rous Falshood for clear Truth had got | C |
Men think they have it when they have it not | C |
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For Courts Content would gladly own | D |
But she ne're dwelt about a Throne | D |
And to be flatter'd rich and great | E |
Are things which do Mens senses cheat | F |
But grave Experience long since this did see | G |
Ambition and Content would ne're agree | G |
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Some vainer would Content expect | H |
From what their bright Out sides reflect | H |
But sure Content is more Divine | I |
Then to be digg'd from Rock or Mine | I |
And they that know her beauties will confess | J |
She needs no lustre from a glittering dress | J |
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In Mirth some place her but she scorns | K |
Th'assistance of such crackling thorns | K |
Nor owes her self to such thin sport | L |
That is so sharp and yet so short | L |
And Painters tell us they the same strokes place | M |
To make a laughing and a weeping face | M |
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Others there are that place Content | N |
In Liberty from Government | O |
But who his Passions do deprave | P |
Though free from shackles is a slave | P |
Content and Bondage differ onely then | Q |
When we are chain'd by Vices not by Men | Q |
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Some think the Camp Content does know | R |
And that she fits o'th' Victor's brow | S |
But in his Laurel there is seen | T |
Often a Cypress bow between | T |
Nor will Content herself in that place give | U |
Where Noise and Tumult and Destruction live | V |
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But yet the most Discreet believe | W |
The Schools this Jewel do receive | W |
And thus far's true without dispute | X |
Knowledge is still the sweetest fruit | X |
But whil'st men seek for Truth they lose their Peace | Y |
And who heaps Knowledge Sorrow doth increase | Y |
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But now some sullen Hermite smiles | Z |
And thinks he all the World beguiles | Z |
And that his Cell and Dish contain | A2 |
What all mankind wish for in vain | A2 |
But yet his Pleasure's follow'd with a Groan | D |
For man was never born to be alone | D |
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Content her self best comprehends | Z |
Betwixt two souls and they two friends | Z |
Whose either joyes in both are fixed | B2 |
And multiply'd by being mixed | B2 |
Whose minds and interests are still the same | C2 |
Their Griefs when once imparted lose their name | C2 |
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These far remov'd from all bold noise | Z |
And what is worse all hollow joyes | Z |
Who never had a mean design | I |
Whose flame is serious and divine | I |
And calm and even must contented be | G |
For they've both Union and Society | G |
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Then my Lucasia we have | D2 |
Whatever Love can give or crave | P |
With scorn or pity can survey | E2 |
The Trifles which the most betray | E2 |
With innocence and perfect friendship fired | F2 |
By Vertue joyn'd and by our Choice retired | G2 |
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Whose Mirrours are the crystal Brooks | Z |
Or else each others Hearts and Looks | Z |
Who cannot wish for other things | Z |
Then Privacy and Friendship brings | Z |
Whose thoughts and persons chang'd and mixt are one | H2 |
Enjoy Content or else the World hath none | H2 |
Katherine Philips
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