L'amitie: To Mrs. M. Awbrey. Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: AABCDDEEFGHHDDIIJJKK II

Soule of my soule my Joy my crown my friendA
A name which all the rest doth comprehendA
How happy are we now whose sols are grownB
By an incomparable mixture OneC
Whose well acquainted minds are not as neareD
As Love or vows or secrets can endeareD
I have no thought but what's to thee reveal'dE
Nor thou desire that is from me conceal'dE
Thy heart locks up my secrets richly setF
And my breast is thy private cabinetG
Thou shedst no teare but what but what my moisture lentH
And if I sigh it is thy breath is spentH
United thus what horrour can appeareD
Worthy our sorrow anger or our feareD
Let the dull world alone to talk and fightI
And with their vast ambitions nature frightI
Let them despise so innocent a flameJ
While Envy pride and faction play their gameJ
But we by Love sublim'd so high shall riseK
To pitty Kings and Conquerours despiseK
Since we that sacred union have engrostI
Which they and all the sullen world have lostI

Katherine Philips



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