A Letter Sent To Mrs. Barber Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: AABBCCDDEEFFGHDIJJ KKAADLMM AAKKNNOPQQRRGGSS OPTTUUVVSS WWNNLDQX| Thou glorious Ruler of the beauteous Day | A |
| Have sev'nteen Years so swiftly roll'd away | A |
| Hast thou so oft the heav'nly Circle run | B |
| When scarce I thought thy radiant Course begun | B |
| Never shall I my fleeting Time renew | C |
| Must it all perish in one transient View | C |
| I wish Alas my Wishes are in vain | D |
| Those flying Years they never can regain | D |
| With rapid Haste Old Time the Moments drives | E |
| And scarce a Trace of Youth in Age survives | E |
| So when the weary'd Mortal sinks to Rest | F |
| And ev'ry Tumult ceases in his Breast | F |
| Imagin'd Scenes and wish'd for Views arise | G |
| Anew Creation feeds his wond'ring Eyeo | H |
| Till Phoebus rising o'er the spangled Plain | D |
| Recalls him from the bright delusive Scene | I |
| With Grief he then perceives th' enchanting Sight | J |
| The fleeting Creature of oblivious Night | J |
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| When some fine Voice delights the raptur'd Heart | K |
| By Nature pleasing yet improv'd by Art | K |
| Tho' trembling each Seraphic Sound decay | A |
| And with melodious Cadence melt away | A |
| The faithful Echo still revives the Strain | D |
| And sweetly charms the list'ning Ear again | L |
| But Life once vanish'd will return no more | M |
| No mimic Thought its Presence can restore | M |
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| Say then my Soul how must I now survey | A |
| So many Years so quickly snatch'd away | A |
| Awake my Muse Thou only canst impart | K |
| Ease to my Griefs and heal the wounded Heart | K |
| What Theme shall now employ my youthful Lays | N |
| Say Next to Heav'n what Subject claims my Praise | N |
| O impious Question Dare I ask the Theme | O |
| When a lov'd Parent does that Duty claim | P |
| The Infant Tree that with judicious Care | Q |
| Some Hand defended from the piercing Air | Q |
| With cooling Streams reliev'd the burning Root | R |
| Or lopp'd with tender Skill each sickly Shoot | R |
| Soon as it learns the Tempest to despise | G |
| And with diffusive Branches hide the Skies | G |
| Gladly rewards the weary'd Peasant's Pains | S |
| And loads the Parent Hand with annual Gains | S |
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| Haste then my Muse Sapphira is the Theme | O |
| O strive tho' vainly to enhance her Fame | P |
| Her Guardian Care did all my Griefs assuage | T |
| Those sure Attendants of an Infant Age | T |
| By her conducted to the Light of Truth | U |
| I sail unshipwreck'd thro' the Storm of Youth | U |
| The heav'nly Influence of her sage Advice | V |
| Points from afar the dang'rous Rocks of Vice | V |
| Shews with discerning Eye the blissful Plains | S |
| Where Peace eternal with fair Virtue reigns | S |
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| O Thou whom ev'ry Grace and Worth attends | W |
| Thou best of Mothers and thou best of Friends | W |
| Indulgently accept these filial Lays | N |
| Accept thy Son's inartificial Praise | N |
| May Heav'n restore thee to these Eyes again | L |
| And safely waft thee o'er th' Iernian Main | D |
| O quickly to my longing Eyes repair | Q |
| And ever bless me with thy Guardian Cate | X |
Mary Barber
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