Vpon The Death Of The Lady Olive Stanhope Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: AABBCCDDEEFFDFCCBBBB GGCCHHFFFFFFABBBACCC BBAACCHHIIBBCCFFFFBB CEIIEEFFGGDD| Canst thou depart and be forgotten so | A |
| STANHOPE thou canst not no deare STANHOPE no | A |
| But in despight of death the world shall see | B |
| That Muse which so much graced was by thee | B |
| Can black Obliuion vtterly out braue | C |
| And set thee vp aboue thy silent Graue | C |
| I meruail'd much the Derbian Nimphes were dumbe | D |
| Or of those Muses what should be become | D |
| That of all those the mountaines there among | E |
| Not one this while thy Epicediumsung | E |
| But so it is when they of thee were reft | F |
| They all those hills and all those Riuers left | F |
| And sullen growne their former seates remoue | D |
| Both from cleare Darwin and from siluer Doue | F |
| And for thy losse they greeued are so sore | C |
| That they haue vow'd they will come there no more | C |
| But leaue thy losse to me that I should rue thee | B |
| Vnhappy man and yet I neuer knew thee | B |
| Me thou didst loue vnseene so did I thee | B |
| It was our spirits that lou'd then and not wee | B |
| Therefore without profanenesse I may call | G |
| The loue betwixt vs loue spirituall | G |
| But that which thou affectedst was so true | C |
| As that thereby thee perfectly I knew | C |
| And now that spirit which thou so lou'dst still mine | H |
| Shall offer this a Sacrifice to thine | H |
| And reare this Trophe which for thee shall last | F |
| When this most beastly Iron age is past | F |
| I am perswaded whilst we two haue slept | F |
| Our soules haue met and to each other wept | F |
| That destenie so strongly should forbid | F |
| Our bodies to conuerse as oft they did | F |
| For certainly refined spirits doe know | A |
| As doe the Angels and doe here belowe | B |
| Take the fruition of that endlesse blisse | B |
| As those aboue doe and what each one is | B |
| They see diuinely and as those there doe | A |
| They know each others wills so soules can too | C |
| About that dismall time thy spirit hence flew | C |
| Mine much was troubled but why I not knew | C |
| In dull and sleepy sounds it often left me | B |
| As of it selfe it ment to haue bereft me | B |
| I asked it what the cause was of such woe | A |
| Or what it might be that might vexe it so | A |
| But it was deafe nor my demand would here | C |
| But when that ill newes came to touch mine eare | C |
| I straightwayes found this watchfull sperit of mine | H |
| Troubled had bin to take it leaue of thine | H |
| For when fate found what nature late had done | I |
| How much from heauen she for the earth had won | I |
| By thy deare birth said that it could not be | B |
| In so yong yeares what it perceiu'd in thee | B |
| But nature sure had fram'd thee long before | C |
| And as Rich Misers of their mighty store | C |
| Keepe the most precious longst so from times past | F |
| She onely had reserued thee till the last | F |
| So did thy wisedome not thy youth behold | F |
| And tooke thee hence in thinking thou wast old | F |
| Thy shape and beauty often haue to me | B |
| Bin highly praysed which I thought might be | B |
| Truely reported for a spirit so braue | C |
| Which heauen to thee so bountifully gaue | E |
| Nature could not in recompence againe | I |
| In some rich lodging but to entertaine | I |
| Let not the world report then that the Peake | E |
| Is but a rude place only vast and bleake | E |
| And nothing hath to boast of but her Lead | F |
| When she can say that happily she bred | F |
| Thee and when she shall of her wonders tell | G |
| Wherein she doth all other Tracts excell | G |
| Let her account thee greatst and still to time | D |
| Of all the rest accord thee for the prime | D |
Michael Drayton
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