To His Excellency The Lord Carteret. Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: AABBCCDEFG HHIJKKLL AADD| The Picture strikes 'tis drawn with won d'rous Art | A |
| Well has the Poet play'd the Painter's Part | A |
| Tho' 'tis your Glory yet my Lord I own | B |
| I grieve the Features fit yourself alone | B |
| But know tho' All agree the Picture's yours | C |
| 'Tis Steadiness alone your Claim secures | C |
| With Pleasure now your Image you furvey | D |
| But should you from the Rules of Virtue stray | E |
| Should e'er degrading Vice deform your Frame | F |
| You'd start like Io from the crystal Stream | G |
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| When Kneller has display'd with matchless Grace | H |
| The fleeting Glories of Clarinda's Face | H |
| She sighs to think how Time will soon devour | I |
| The lovely Bloom which gives her now such Pow'r | J |
| But yours a Likeness of a nobler Kind | K |
| Displays the deathless Beauties of the Mind | K |
| Be it your Glory to surpass the Paint | L |
| And make the finish'd Picture look too faint | L |
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| Why is he hid who with such matchloss Art | A |
| Calls forth the Graces that adorn your Heart | A |
| True Poets in their deathless Lays should live | D |
| And share that Immortality they give | D |
Mary Barber
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