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The Turtle And Sparrow. An Elegiac Tale Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

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Behind an unfrequented glade	A
Where yew and myrtle mix their shade	A
A widow Turtle pensive sat	B
And wept her murder'd lover's fate	C
The Sparrow chanced that way to walk	D
A bird that loves to chirp and talk	D
Be sure he did the Turtle greet	E
She answer'd him as she thought meet	E
Sparrows and Turtles by the bye	F
Can think as well as you or I	F
But how they did their thoughts express	G
The margin shows by T and S	G
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T My hopes are lost my joys are fled	H
Alas I weep Columbo dead	H
Come all ye winged Lovers come	I
Drop pinks and daisies on his tomb	J
Sing Philomel his funeral verse	K
Ye pious Redbreasts deck his hearse	K
Fair Swans extend your dying throats	L
Columbo's death requires your notes	L
For him my friend for him I moan	M
My dear Columbo dead and gone	N
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Stretch'd on the bier Columbo lies	O
Pale are his cheeks and closed his eyes	O
Those eyes where beauty smiling lay	P
Those eyes where Love was used to play	P
Ah cruel Fate alas how soon	Q
That beauty and those joys are flown	M
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Columbo is no more ye floods	R
Bear the sad sound to distant woods	S
The sound let echo's voice restore	T
And say Columbo is no more	T
Ye floods ye woods ye echoes moan	M
My dear Columbo dead and gone	N
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The Dryads all forsook the wood	U
And mournful Naiads round me stood	U
The tripping Fawns and Fairies came	V
All conscious of our mutual flame	V
To sigh for him with me to moan	M
My dear Columbo dead and gone	N
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Venus disdain'd not to appear	W
To lend my grief a friendly ear	X
But what avails her kindness now	Y
She ne'er shall hear my second vow	Y
The Loves that round their mother flow	Z
Did in her face her sorrows view	A2
Their drooping wings they pensive hung	B2
Their arrows broke their bows unstrung	B2
They heard attentive what I said	H
And wept with me Columbo dead	H
For him I sigh for him I moan	M
My dear Columbo dead and gone	N
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'Tis ours to weep great Venus said	H
'Tis Jove's alone to be obey'd	A
Nor birds nor goddesses can move	C2
The just behests of fatal Jove	C2
I saw thy mate with sad regret	D2
And cursed the fowler's cruel net	D2
Ah dear Columbo how he fell	E2
Whom Turturella loved so well	E2
I saw him bleeding on the ground	F2
The sight tore up my ancient wound	F2
And whilst you wept alas I cried	G2
Columbo and Adonis died	G2
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Weep all ye streams ye mountains groan	M
I mourn Columbo dead and gone	N
Still let my tender grief complain	H2
Nor day nor night that grief restrain	H2
I said and Venus still replied	G2
Columbo and Adonis died	G2
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S Poor Turturella hard thy case	I2
And just thy tears alas alas	J2
T And hast thou loved and canst thou hear	X
With piteous heart a lover's care	K2
Come then with me thy sorrows join	L2
And ease my woes by telling thine	M2
For thou poor bird perhaps may'st moan	M
Some Passerelia dead and gone	N
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S Dame turtle this runs soft in rhyme	N2
But neither suits the place nor time	N2
The fowler's hand whose cruel care	K2
For dear Columbo set the snare	K2
The snare again for thee may set	D2
Two birds may perish in one net	D2
Thou shouldst avoid this cruel field	O2
And sorrow should to prudence yield	O2
'Tis sad to die	F
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T It may be so	Z
'Tis sadder yet to live in wo	Z
S When widows use their canting strain	H2
They seem resolved to wed again	P2
T When widowers would this truth disprove	C2
They never tasted real love	C2
S Love is soft joy and gentle strife	C2
His efforts all depend on life	C2
When he has thrown two golden darts	Q2
And struck the lovers' mutual hearts	Q2
Of his black shafts let death send one	R2
Alas the pleasing game is done	R2
Ill is the poor survivor sped	H
A corpse feels mighty cold in bed	H
Venus said right Nor tears can move	C2
Nor plaints revoke the will of Jove	C2
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All must obey the general doom	J
Down from Alcides to Tom Thumb	I
Grim Pluto will not be withstood	U
By force or craft Tall Robinhood	U
As well as little John is dead	H
You see how deeply I am read	H
With Fate's lean tipstaff non can dodge	S2
He'll find you out where'er you lodge	S2
Ajax to shun his general power	T2
In vain absconded in a flower	T2
An idle scene Tythonus acted	U2
When to a grasshopper contracted	U2
Death struck them in those shapes again	P2
As once he did when they were men	P2
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For reptiles perish plants decay	B2
Flesh is but grass grass turns to hay	B2
And hay is dung and dung to clay	B2
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Thus heads extremely nice discover	T2
That folks may die some ten times over	T2
But oft by too refined a touch	V2
To prove things plain they prove too much	V2
Whate'er Pythagoras may say	B2
For each you know will have his way	B2
With great submission I pronounce	W2
That people die no more than once	X2
But once is sure and death is common	R2
To bird and man including woman	R2
From the spread eagle to the wren	P2
Alas no mortal fowl knows when	P2
All that wear feathers first or last	Y2
Must one day perch on Charon's mast	Y2
Must lie beneath the cypress shade	A
Where Strada's nightingale was laid	A
Those fowl who seem alive to sit	Z2
Assembled by Dan Chaucer's wit	Z2
In prose have slept three hundred years	A3
Exempt from worldly hopes and fears	A3
And laid in state upon their hearse	K
Are truly but embalm'd in verse	K
As sure as Lesbia's Sparrow I	F
Thou sure as Prior's Dove must die	F
And ne'er again from Lethe's streams	B3
Return to Adda or to Thames	C3
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T I therefore weep Columbo dead	H
My hopes bereaved my pleasures fled	H
I therefore must for ever moan	M
My dear Columbo dead and gone	N
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S Columbo never sees your tears	D3
Your cries Columbo never hears	E3
A wall of brass and one of lead	H
Divide the living from the dead	H
Repell'd by this the gather'd rain	H2
Of tears beats back to earth again	P2
In t'other the collected sound	F2
Of groans when once received is drown'd	F2
'Tis therefore vain one hour to grieve	C2
What time itself can ne'er retrieve	C2
By nature soft I know a dove	C2
Can never live without her love	C2
Then quit this flame and light another	T2
Dame I advise you like a brother	T2
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T What I do make a second choice	F3
In other nuptials to rejoice	F3
S Why not my bird	G3
T No Sparrow no	Z
Let me indulge my pleasing wo	Z
Thus sighing cooing ease my pain	H2
But never wish nor love again	P2
Distress'd for ever let me moan	M
My dear Columbo dead and gone	N
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S Our winged friends through all the grove	C2
Contemn thy mad excess of love	C2
I tell thee Dame the other day	B2
I met a parrot and a jay	B2
Who mock'd thee in their mimic tone	M
And wept Columbo dead and hone	M
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T Whate'er thy jay or parrot said	H
My hopes are lost my joys are fled	H
And I for ever must deplore	T
Columbo dead and gone S	G
Encore	T
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For shame forsake this Byon style	H3
We'll talk an hour and walk a mile	H3
Does it with sense or health agree	I3
To sit thus moping on a tree	I3
To throw away a widow's life	C2
When you again may be a wife	C2
Come on I'll tell you my amours	G
Who knows but they may influence yours	G
Example draws when precept falls	G
And sermons are less read than tales	G
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T Sparrow I take thee for my friend	J3
As such will hear thee I descend	J3
Hop on and talk but honest bird	G3
Take care that no immodest word	G3
May venture to offend my ear	X
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S Too saint like Turtle never fear	W
By method things are best discuss'd	K3
Begin we then with wife the first	L3
A handsome senseless awkward fool	M3
Who would not yield and could not rule	M3
Her actions did her charms disgrace	G
And still her tongue talk'd of her face	G
Count me the leaves of yonder tree	I3
So many different wills had she	I3
And like the leaves as chance inclined	N3
Those wills were changed with every wind	N3
She courted the	O3
beau monde	P3
to night	Q3
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L'assemblee	M3
her supreme delight	Q3
The next she sat immured unseen	R3
And in full health enjoy'd the spleen	R3
She censured that she alter'd this	G
And with great care set all amiss	G
She now could chide now laugh now cry	F
Now sing now pout all God knows why	F
Short was her reign she cough'd and died	G2
Proceed we to my second bride	G2
Well born she was genteelly bred	H
And buxom both at board and bed	H
Gla	M3