To Mrs. Ward. By The Same. Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

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O thou my beauteous ever tender FriendA
Thou on whom all my worldly Joys dependA
Accept these Numbers and with Pleasure hearB
Unstudy'd Truth which few alas can bearC
While conscious Virtue takes the Muse's PartD
Glows on thy Cheek and warms thy gen'rous HeartD
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Let Birth day Suits be thoughtless Celias CireC
And Rows of Di'monds recommend the FairC
While gazing Crouds around the Pageant pressE
Charm'd with her Pride and Luxury of DressE
Far other Joys thy just Ambition moveF
To cherish and reward a Husband's LoveG
To slight vain Titles in Retreat to shineH
Shun public Praise and call a Poet thineH
And know ye Fair a Poet can supplyI
What Wealth and Pow'r and Equipage denyI
When the vain Bus'ness of your Lives is o'erC
And the Glass frightens whom it charm'd beforeC
When not a Trace remains of what you wereC
And not a Compliment salutes your EarC
Without one Virtue to redeem RespectJ
Without one Beauty to sorbid NeglectJ
With Tears unpity'd you may then lamentK
The gloomy Setting of a Life mis spentK
Nor Delia's Choice with witty Malice blameL
Who gave up Show for Happiness and FameL
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O If the Muse not uninspir'd divineH
Thy bright Example shall for ever shineH
Teach the wise Virgin where to fix her ChoiceM
And weigh no Marriage by the common VoiceM
To yield with Dignity reject with GraceN
Nor tire the Lover with a tedious ChaceN
With Ease to conquer and with Ease retainO
Brighten Prosperity or soften PainO
Know Woman's Glory and her proper EndA
Live to her Husband Family and FriendA
Thro' varying Life her various Virtues proveF
Honour her Portion here and Bliss aboveG
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Say What Persuasion or what Arts of mineH
Could gain a Passage to a Soul like thineH
Where Female Softness Strength of Reason meetP
A piercing Judgment and a Wit discrectP
Where ev'ry Passion ev'ry Duty knowsQ
Its proper Bounds and not unlicens'd flowsQ
Say for thou know'st my ever ablest GuideP
One doubtful Act remains unjustify'dP
On Me on Me thy choicest Favours fellR
Could You so err or I deserve so wellR
Instruct me thou the happy Art to steerC
And still with Modesty thy Conduct clearC
So in thy Praises may the World agreeC
Nor load with Vanity the Muse and MeC
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With Song still usher'd shall the Morn ariseS
That shew'd thee first all charming to my EyesS
I gaz'd with Rapture yet chastiz'd with AweT
So the First Man descending Angels sawU
Speaking or silent O secure to charmV
To win with Wisdom or with Beauty warmW
The Graces unobserv'd with easy CareC
Form thy soft Accents and compose thy AirC
I saw and heard nor heard nor saw unmov'dP
Unknowing or I durst not know I lov'dP
What thence I suffer'd let high Heav'n declareC
Pitying my Grief propitious to my Pray'rC
Heav'n try'd my Passion and pronounc'd it trueC
Hence I embolden'd and hence softer YouC
Yet oft with held and falt'ring oft with PainO
My Tongue half utters what my Eyes explainO
Nor prone to flatter nor to Virtue blindP
Not void of Knowledge and to learn inclin'dP
Nor sprung from noble nor ungen'rous BloodP
Boasting a Father honest wise and goodP
Such long observ'd and by long Converse shownX
My Temper Manners and my Failings knownX
You trust my Vows and pity Love sincereC
Haste to relieve and smile away my FearC
Give all you can and all the rest forsakeY
The noblest Sacrifice that Love could makeY
Of what Avail the Use of Wealth to TheeC
Or what the Blessing if unshar'd with MeC
O doubly honour'd by the grateful MindP
For what you bring and what you leave behindP
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Is there a Man in Science not unreadP
In simple Neatness elegantly bredP
Of what or Health or Nature asks possess'dP
Receiv'd by all and by his Friends caress'dP
False and insidious can the Fair pursueC
And look on Beauty with a Miser's ViewC
Taught by the Muse such abject Souls to hateP
And hope sweet Converse from the Marriage StateP
I place my Triumphs in a matchless WifeZ
Nor seek superfluous Vanities of LifeZ
Thus unobnoxious to Detraction's AimL
Nor base Suspicion can attaint my FameL
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Degen'rate Thought Let sland'rous Tongues assailA2
Spread all their Poison all their Rage prevailA2
So gracious Heav'n restore thee to enjoyB2
What Love could leave but Wisdom could employB2
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Mean while my Delia manifests her WorthC2
The Loss of Riches calls her Prudence forthD2
Behold her now with Dignity descendP
And low but necessary Cares attendP
Chearful what Fortune not allows resignH
And harder still her Charities confineH
But Heav'n in secret sees the kind IntentP
Each Act of Pity or of Bounty meantP
Heav'n sees in secret but in open DayP
Will crown thy Merit and thy Praise displayP
Tho' small thy Store not Millions could sufficeE2
To furnish all thy lib'ral Thought suppliesS
How oft thy lov'd Sapphira melts thy BreastP
Obscur'd her Worth her Genius half depress'dP
How oft thy Fancy helps Old Age alongF2
Or hears the Widow's and the Orphau's SongF2
Now visionary Temples rise aroundP
And half thy Empire GEORGE is sacred GroundP
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From Thee my Delia from thy watchful CareC
My Little lasts my Little Friends can shareC
Nor Debts distract nor Usuries devourC
Poor if I am within my Fortune poorC
Smile on my Fair tho' cautious void of FearC
Wise to shun Sorrows or prepar'd to bearC
Who copies Thee shall never fail to findP
'Midst Clouds and Storms the Sun shine of the MindP
For Piety whatever Ill impendsS
Omniscience guides Omnipotence defendsS
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Bless'd in Retirement Competence and LoveG
Below all Envy and all Vice aboveG
Crown'd with Content I only burn to showG2
Hopeless to recompense how much I oweG2
O born with Genius and with Learning fill'dP
In ev'ry Rule of happy Writings skill'dP
Whom Beauties strike false Ornaments offendP
Who weigh with Care each Author's Scope and EndP
Know why Pope slackens or augments his FireC
And oft where others damn the most admireC
So shallow Wits with bolder Folly blameL
From Parts the faultless Universal FrameL
But Newton's Genius could the Whole exploreC
See All was good and Wisdom's Hand adoreC
This Verse you know me free from faulty PrideP
Or kindly authorize or kindly hideP
Approve and Fame shall sanctify my LaysS
Suppress yet Love my grateful Labour paysS

Mary Barber



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