To Mrs. Ward. By The Same. Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: AABCDD CCEEFGHHIICCCCJJKKLL HHMMNNOOAAFG HHPPQQPPRRCCCC SSTUVWCCPPCCCCOOPPPP XXCCYYCCPP PPPPCCPPZZLL A2A2B2B2 C2D2PPHHPPPPE2SPPF2F 2PP CCCCCCPPSS GGG2G2PPPPCCLLCCPPSS| O thou my beauteous ever tender Friend | A |
| Thou on whom all my worldly Joys depend | A |
| Accept these Numbers and with Pleasure hear | B |
| Unstudy'd Truth which few alas can bear | C |
| While conscious Virtue takes the Muse's Part | D |
| Glows on thy Cheek and warms thy gen'rous Heart | D |
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| Let Birth day Suits be thoughtless Celias Cire | C |
| And Rows of Di'monds recommend the Fair | C |
| While gazing Crouds around the Pageant press | E |
| Charm'd with her Pride and Luxury of Dress | E |
| Far other Joys thy just Ambition move | F |
| To cherish and reward a Husband's Love | G |
| To slight vain Titles in Retreat to shine | H |
| Shun public Praise and call a Poet thine | H |
| And know ye Fair a Poet can supply | I |
| What Wealth and Pow'r and Equipage deny | I |
| When the vain Bus'ness of your Lives is o'er | C |
| And the Glass frightens whom it charm'd before | C |
| When not a Trace remains of what you were | C |
| And not a Compliment salutes your Ear | C |
| Without one Virtue to redeem Respect | J |
| Without one Beauty to sorbid Neglect | J |
| With Tears unpity'd you may then lament | K |
| The gloomy Setting of a Life mis spent | K |
| Nor Delia's Choice with witty Malice blame | L |
| Who gave up Show for Happiness and Fame | L |
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| O If the Muse not uninspir'd divine | H |
| Thy bright Example shall for ever shine | H |
| Teach the wise Virgin where to fix her Choice | M |
| And weigh no Marriage by the common Voice | M |
| To yield with Dignity reject with Grace | N |
| Nor tire the Lover with a tedious Chace | N |
| With Ease to conquer and with Ease retain | O |
| Brighten Prosperity or soften Pain | O |
| Know Woman's Glory and her proper End | A |
| Live to her Husband Family and Friend | A |
| Thro' varying Life her various Virtues prove | F |
| Honour her Portion here and Bliss above | G |
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| Say What Persuasion or what Arts of mine | H |
| Could gain a Passage to a Soul like thine | H |
| Where Female Softness Strength of Reason meet | P |
| A piercing Judgment and a Wit discrect | P |
| Where ev'ry Passion ev'ry Duty knows | Q |
| Its proper Bounds and not unlicens'd flows | Q |
| Say for thou know'st my ever ablest Guide | P |
| One doubtful Act remains unjustify'd | P |
| On Me on Me thy choicest Favours fell | R |
| Could You so err or I deserve so well | R |
| Instruct me thou the happy Art to steer | C |
| And still with Modesty thy Conduct clear | C |
| So in thy Praises may the World agree | C |
| Nor load with Vanity the Muse and Me | C |
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| With Song still usher'd shall the Morn arise | S |
| That shew'd thee first all charming to my Eyes | S |
| I gaz'd with Rapture yet chastiz'd with Awe | T |
| So the First Man descending Angels saw | U |
| Speaking or silent O secure to charm | V |
| To win with Wisdom or with Beauty warm | W |
| The Graces unobserv'd with easy Care | C |
| Form thy soft Accents and compose thy Air | C |
| I saw and heard nor heard nor saw unmov'd | P |
| Unknowing or I durst not know I lov'd | P |
| What thence I suffer'd let high Heav'n declare | C |
| Pitying my Grief propitious to my Pray'r | C |
| Heav'n try'd my Passion and pronounc'd it true | C |
| Hence I embolden'd and hence softer You | C |
| Yet oft with held and falt'ring oft with Pain | O |
| My Tongue half utters what my Eyes explain | O |
| Nor prone to flatter nor to Virtue blind | P |
| Not void of Knowledge and to learn inclin'd | P |
| Nor sprung from noble nor ungen'rous Blood | P |
| Boasting a Father honest wise and good | P |
| Such long observ'd and by long Converse shown | X |
| My Temper Manners and my Failings known | X |
| You trust my Vows and pity Love sincere | C |
| Haste to relieve and smile away my Fear | C |
| Give all you can and all the rest forsake | Y |
| The noblest Sacrifice that Love could make | Y |
| Of what Avail the Use of Wealth to Thee | C |
| Or what the Blessing if unshar'd with Me | C |
| O doubly honour'd by the grateful Mind | P |
| For what you bring and what you leave behind | P |
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| Is there a Man in Science not unread | P |
| In simple Neatness elegantly bred | P |
| Of what or Health or Nature asks possess'd | P |
| Receiv'd by all and by his Friends caress'd | P |
| False and insidious can the Fair pursue | C |
| And look on Beauty with a Miser's View | C |
| Taught by the Muse such abject Souls to hate | P |
| And hope sweet Converse from the Marriage State | P |
| I place my Triumphs in a matchless Wife | Z |
| Nor seek superfluous Vanities of Life | Z |
| Thus unobnoxious to Detraction's Aim | L |
| Nor base Suspicion can attaint my Fame | L |
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| Degen'rate Thought Let sland'rous Tongues assail | A2 |
| Spread all their Poison all their Rage prevail | A2 |
| So gracious Heav'n restore thee to enjoy | B2 |
| What Love could leave but Wisdom could employ | B2 |
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| Mean while my Delia manifests her Worth | C2 |
| The Loss of Riches calls her Prudence forth | D2 |
| Behold her now with Dignity descend | P |
| And low but necessary Cares attend | P |
| Chearful what Fortune not allows resign | H |
| And harder still her Charities confine | H |
| But Heav'n in secret sees the kind Intent | P |
| Each Act of Pity or of Bounty meant | P |
| Heav'n sees in secret but in open Day | P |
| Will crown thy Merit and thy Praise display | P |
| Tho' small thy Store not Millions could suffice | E2 |
| To furnish all thy lib'ral Thought supplies | S |
| How oft thy lov'd Sapphira melts thy Breast | P |
| Obscur'd her Worth her Genius half depress'd | P |
| How oft thy Fancy helps Old Age along | F2 |
| Or hears the Widow's and the Orphau's Song | F2 |
| Now visionary Temples rise around | P |
| And half thy Empire GEORGE is sacred Ground | P |
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| From Thee my Delia from thy watchful Care | C |
| My Little lasts my Little Friends can share | C |
| Nor Debts distract nor Usuries devour | C |
| Poor if I am within my Fortune poor | C |
| Smile on my Fair tho' cautious void of Fear | C |
| Wise to shun Sorrows or prepar'd to bear | C |
| Who copies Thee shall never fail to find | P |
| 'Midst Clouds and Storms the Sun shine of the Mind | P |
| For Piety whatever Ill impends | S |
| Omniscience guides Omnipotence defends | S |
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| Bless'd in Retirement Competence and Love | G |
| Below all Envy and all Vice above | G |
| Crown'd with Content I only burn to show | G2 |
| Hopeless to recompense how much I owe | G2 |
| O born with Genius and with Learning fill'd | P |
| In ev'ry Rule of happy Writings skill'd | P |
| Whom Beauties strike false Ornaments offend | P |
| Who weigh with Care each Author's Scope and End | P |
| Know why Pope slackens or augments his Fire | C |
| And oft where others damn the most admire | C |
| So shallow Wits with bolder Folly blame | L |
| From Parts the faultless Universal Frame | L |
| But Newton's Genius could the Whole explore | C |
| See All was good and Wisdom's Hand adore | C |
| This Verse you know me free from faulty Pride | P |
| Or kindly authorize or kindly hide | P |
| Approve and Fame shall sanctify my Lays | S |
| Suppress yet Love my grateful Labour pays | S |
Mary Barber
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