An Answer To A Love-letter, In Verse Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: AABBCCDDEEFFGGHHIJKL FFMMNN OOPPAAQQRRSSTT| Is it to me this sad lamenting strain | A |
| Are Heaven's choicest gifts bestow'd in vain | A |
| A plenteous fortune and a beauteous bride | B |
| Your love rewarded and content your pride | B |
| Yet leaving her 'tis me that you pursue | C |
| Without one single charm but being new | C |
| How vile is man How I detest the ways | D |
| Of covert falsehood and designing praise | D |
| As tasteless easier happiness you slight | E |
| Ruin your joy and mischief your delight | E |
| Why should poor pug the mimic of your kind | F |
| Wear a rough chain and be to box confin'd | F |
| Some cup perhaps he breaks or tears a fan | G |
| While moves unpunish'd the destroyer man | G |
| Not bound by vows and unrestrain'd by shame | H |
| In sport you break the heart and rend the fame | H |
| Not that your art can be successful here | I |
| Th' already plunder'd need no robber fear | J |
| Nor sighs nor charms nor flattery can move | K |
| Too well secur'd against a second love | L |
| Once and but once that devil charm'd my mind | F |
| To reason deaf to observation blind | F |
| I idly hop'd what cannot Love persuade | M |
| My fondness equall'd and my truth repaid | M |
| Slow to distrust and willing to believe | N |
| Long hush'd my doubts I would myself deceive | N |
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| But oh too soon this tale would ever last | O |
| Sleep on my wrongs and let me think them past | O |
| For you who mourn with counterfeited grief | P |
| And ask so boldly like a begging thief | P |
| May soon some other nymph inflict the pain | A |
| You know so well with cruel art to feign | A |
| Though long you've sported with Dan Cupid's dart | Q |
| You may see eyes and you may feel a heart | Q |
| So the brisk wits who stop the evening coach | R |
| Laugh at the fear that follows their approach | R |
| With idle mirth and haughty scorn despise | S |
| The passenger's pale cheek and staring eyes | S |
| But seiz'd by justice find a fright no jest | T |
| And all the terror doubled in their breast | T |
Lady Mary Wortley Montagu
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