Astrophel And Stella - Fourth Song Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABCCDD EEFFDD GGGGDD HHIDDD HHHHDD HHJJDD GGGGDD HHHHDD BBKKDDOnely Ioy now here you are | A |
Fit to heare and ease my care | B |
Let my whispering voyce obtaine | C |
Sweete reward for sharpest paine | C |
Take me to thee and thee to mee | D |
No no no no my Deare let bee | D |
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Night hath closde all in her cloke | E |
Twinkling starres loue thoughts prouoke | E |
Danger hence good care doth keepe | F |
Iealouzie hemselfe doth sleepe | F |
Take me to thee and thee to mee | D |
No no no no my Deare let bee | D |
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Better place no wit can finde | G |
Cupids knot to loose or binde | G |
These sweet flowers our fine bed too | G |
Vs in their best language woo | G |
Take me to thee and thee to mee | D |
No no no no my Deare let bee | D |
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This small light the moone bestowes | H |
Serues thy beames but to disclose | H |
So to raise my hap more hie | I |
Feare not else none vs can spie | D |
Take me to thee and thee to mee | D |
No no no no my Deare let bee | D |
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That you heard was but a mouse | H |
Dumbe Sleepe holdeth all the house | H |
Yet asleepe me thinkes they say | H |
Yong fooles take time while you may | H |
Take me to thee and thee to mee | D |
No no no no my Deare let bee | D |
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Niggard time threates if we misse | H |
This large offer of our blisse | H |
Long stay ere he graunt the same | J |
Sweet then while ech thing doth frame | J |
Take me to thee and thee to mee | D |
No no no no my Deare let bee | D |
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Your faire Mother is abed | G |
Candles out and curtaines spred | G |
She thinkes you do letters write | G |
Write but first let me endite | G |
Take me to thee and thee to mee | D |
No no no no my Deare let bee | D |
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Sweete alas why striue you thus | H |
Concord better fitteth vs | H |
Leaue to Mars the force of hands | H |
Your power in your beautie stands | H |
Take me to thee and thee to mee | D |
No no no no my Deare let bee | D |
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Wo to mee and do you sweare | B |
Me to hate but I forbeare | B |
Cursed be my destines all | K |
That brought me so high to fall | K |
Soone with my death I will please thee | D |
No no no no my Deare let bee | D |
Philip Sidney (sir)
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