Melinda's Complaint Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABCBDEFEGHIHJKJKLMNM OPOOQRORSOTOUVUVBTBT OTOTTBTBWUWUXYXYBy the side of a glimmering fire | A |
Melinda sat pensively down | B |
Impatient of rural esquire | C |
And vex'd to be absent from Town | B |
The cricket from under the grate | D |
With a chirp to her sighs did reply | E |
And the kitten as grave as a cat | F |
Sat mournfully purring hard by | E |
Alas silly maid that I was | G |
Thus sadly complaining she cried | H |
When first I forsook that dear place | I |
'T were better by far I had died | H |
How gaily I pass'd the long day | J |
In a round of continu'd delight | K |
Park visits assemblies and play | J |
And quadrille to enliven the night | K |
How simple was I to believe | L |
Delusive poetical dreams | M |
The flattering landskips they give | N |
Of groves meads and murmuring streams | M |
Bleak mountains and wild staring rocks | O |
Are the wretched result of my pains | P |
The swains greater brutes than their flocks | O |
And the nymphs as polite as the swains | O |
What though I have skill to ensnare | Q |
Where Smarts in bright circles abound | R |
What though at St James's at prayers | O |
Beaux ogle devoutly around | R |
Fond virgin thy power is lost | S |
On a race of rude Hottentot brutes | O |
What glory in being the toast | T |
Of noisy dull 'squires in boots | O |
And thou my companion so dear | U |
My all that is left of relief | V |
Whatever I suffer forbear | U |
Forbear to dissuade me from grief | V |
'Tis in vain then you'll say to repine | B |
At ills which cannot be redress'd | T |
But in sorrows so pungent as mine | B |
To be patient alas is a test | T |
If further to soothe my distress | O |
Thy tender compassion is led | T |
Call Jenny to help me undress | O |
And decently put me to bed | T |
The last humble solace I wait | T |
Would Heaven indulge me the boon | B |
Some dream less unkind than my fate | T |
In a vision transport me to Town | B |
Clarissa meantime weds a beau | W |
Who decks her in golden array | U |
The finest at every fine show | W |
And flaunts it at Park and at Play | U |
Whilst here we are left in the lurch | X |
Forgot and secluded from view | Y |
Unless when some bumpkin at church | X |
Stares wistfully over the pew | Y |
Lady Mary Wortley Montagu
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