Mercury And Cupid Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: AABBCC DEBB FFGG HHBBFFBB IIFF JJBBAAGK GGLLMMNOPPQRSSGGGGFF FFTT| In sullen Humour one Day Jove | A |
| Sent Hermes down to Ida's Grove | A |
| Commanding Cupid to deliver | B |
| His Store of Darts his total Quiver | B |
| That Hermes shou'd the Weapons break | C |
| Or throw 'em into Lethe's Lake | C |
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| Hermes You know must do his Errand | D |
| He found his Man produc'd his Warrant | E |
| Cupid your Darts this very Hour | B |
| There's no contending against Power | B |
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| How sullen Jupiter just now | F |
| I think I said and You'll allow | F |
| That Cupid was as bad as He | G |
| Hear but the Youngster's Repartee | G |
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| Come Kinsman said the little God | H |
| Put off your Wings lay by your Rod | H |
| Retire with Me to yonder Bower | B |
| And rest your self for half an Hour | B |
| 'Tis far indeed from hence to Heav'n | F |
| And You fly fast and 'tis but Seven | F |
| We'll take one cooling Cup of Nectar | B |
| And drink to this Celestial Hector | B |
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| He break my Darts or hurt my Pow'r | I |
| He Leda's Swan and Danae's Show'r | I |
| Go bid him his Wife's Tongue restrain | F |
| And mind his Thunder and his Rain | F |
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| My Darts O certainly I'll give 'em | J |
| From Cloe's Eyes He shall receive 'em | J |
| There's One the Best in all my Quiver | B |
| Twang thro' his very Heart and Liver | B |
| He then shall Pine and Sigh and Rave | A |
| Good Lord what Bustle shall We have | A |
| Neptune must straight be sent to Sea | G |
| And Flora summon'd twice a day | K |
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| One must find Shells and t'other Flow'rs | G |
| For cooling Grotts and fragrant Bow'rs | G |
| That Cloe may be serv'd in State | L |
| The Hours must at Her Toilet wait | L |
| Whilst all the reasoning Fools below | M |
| Wonder their Watches go too slow | M |
| Lybs must fly South and Eurus East | N |
| For Jewels for Her Hair and Breast | O |
| No Matter tho' their cruel Haste | P |
| Sink Cities and lay Forrests waste | P |
| No Matter tho' This Fleet be lost | Q |
| Or That lie wind bound on the Coast | R |
| What whis'pring in my Mother's Ear | S |
| What Care that Juno shou'd not hear | S |
| What Work among You Scholar Gods | G |
| Phoebus must write Him am'rous Odes | G |
| And Thou poor Cousin must compose | G |
| His Letters in submissive Prose | G |
| Whilst haughty Cloe to sustain | F |
| The Honour of My mystic Reign | F |
| Shall all his Gifts and Vows disdain | F |
| And laugh at your Old Bully's Pain | F |
| Dear Couz said Hermes in a Fright | T |
| For Heav'n sake keep Your Darts Good Night | T |
Matthew Prior
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