The Mistress Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: ABCB DEDE FGFH IJKJ LMNM OMOM MPMP GOHO QARA

An age in her embraces passedA
Would seem a winter's dayB
When life and light with envious hasteC
Are torn and snatched awayB
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But oh how slowly minutes rollD
When absent from her eyesE
That feed my love which is my soulD
It languishes and diesE
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For then no more a soul but shadeF
It mournfully does moveG
And haunts my breast by absence madeF
The living tomb of loveH
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You wiser men despise me notI
Whose love sick fancy ravesJ
On shades of souls and Heaven knows whatK
Short ages live in gravesJ
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Whene'er those woundng eyes so fullL
Of sweetness you did seeM
Had you not been profoundly dullN
You had gone mad like meM
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Nor censure us you who perceiveO
My best beloved and meM
Sign and lament complain and grieveO
You think we disagreeM
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Alas 'tis sacred jealousyM
Love raised to an extremeP
The only proof 'twixt her and meM
We love and do not dreamP
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Fantastic fancies fondly moveG
And in frail joys believeO
Taking false pleasure for true loveH
But pain can ne'er deceiveO
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Kind jealous doubts tormenting fearsQ
And anxious cares when pastA
Prove our heart's treasure fixed and dearR
And make us blessed at lastA

Lord John Wilmot



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