Initial Love Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABCCDEFFGGHHII JJKLJJMMNOJJPPQRRQJJ SSTTJUVUWWJXXYYZZJJ LLPPJJ PPJJJJPPJJPPA2B2 YYJJIIPPPPSSPP C2C2JJYYD2D2PPJJDD JPJPPPPPE2E2PP E2E2JJWWPPF2G2H2H2PP YD2UUPP PPJJG2SYSXI2J2G2K2I2 I2I2YYJL2JZ| Venus when her son was lost | A |
| Cried him up and down the coast | B |
| In hamlets palaces and parks | C |
| And told the truant by his marks | C |
| Golden curls and quiver and bow | D |
| This befell long ago | E |
| Time and tide are strangely changed | F |
| Men and manners much deranged | F |
| None will now find Cupid latent | G |
| By this foolish antique patent | G |
| He came late along the waste | H |
| Shod like a traveller for haste | H |
| With malice dared me to proclaim him | I |
| That the maids and boys might name him | I |
| - | |
| Boy no more he wears all coats | J |
| Frocks and blouses capes cap ocirc tes | J |
| He bears no bow or quiver or wand | K |
| Nor chaplet on his head or hand | L |
| Leave his weeds and heed his eyes | J |
| All the rest he can disguise | J |
| In the pit of his eyes a spark | M |
| Would bring back day if it were dark | M |
| And if I tell you all my thought | N |
| Though I comprehend it not | O |
| In those unfathomable orbs | J |
| Every function he absorbs | J |
| He doth eat and drink and fish and shoot | P |
| And write and reason and compute | P |
| And ride and run and have and hold | Q |
| And whine and flatter and regret | R |
| And kiss and couple and beget | R |
| By those roving eye balls bold | Q |
| Undaunted are their courages | J |
| Right Cossacks in their forages | J |
| Fleeter they than any creature | S |
| They are his steeds and not his feature | S |
| Inquisitive and fierce and fasting | T |
| Restless predatory hasting | T |
| And they pounce on other eyes | J |
| As lions on their prey | U |
| And round their circles is writ | V |
| Plainer than the day | U |
| Underneath within above | W |
| Love love love love | W |
| He lives in his eyes | J |
| There doth digest and work and spin | X |
| And buy and sell and lose and win | X |
| He rolls them with delighted motion | Y |
| Joy tides swell their mimic ocean | Y |
| Yet holds he them with tortest rein | Z |
| That they may seize and entertain | Z |
| The glance that to their glance opposes | J |
| Like fiery honey sucked from roses | J |
| - | |
| He palmistry can understand | L |
| Imbibing virtue by his hand | L |
| As if it were a living root | P |
| The pulse of hands will make him mute | P |
| With all his force he gathers balms | J |
| Into those wise thrilling palms | J |
| - | |
| Cupid is a casuist | P |
| A mystic and a cabalist | P |
| Can your lurking Thought surprise | J |
| And interpret your device | J |
| Mainly versed in occult science | J |
| In magic and in clairvoyance | J |
| Oft he keeps his fine ear strained | P |
| And reason on her tiptoe pained | P |
| For aery intelligence | J |
| And for strange coincidence | J |
| But it touches his quick heart | P |
| When Fate by omens takes his part | P |
| And chance dropt hints from Nature's sphere | A2 |
| Deeply soothe his anxious ear | B2 |
| - | |
| Heralds high before him run | Y |
| He has ushers many a one | Y |
| Spreads his welcome where he goes | J |
| And touches all things with his rose | J |
| All things wait for and divine him | I |
| How shall I dare to malign him | I |
| Or accuse the god of sport | P |
| I must end my true report | P |
| Painting him from head to foot | P |
| In as far as I took note | P |
| Trusting well the matchless power | S |
| Of this young eyed emperor | S |
| Will clear his fame from every cloud | P |
| With the bards and with the crowd | P |
| - | |
| He is wilful mutable | C2 |
| Shy untamed inscrutable | C2 |
| Swifter fashioned than the fairies | J |
| Substance mixed of pure contraries | J |
| His vice some elder virtue's token | Y |
| And his good is evil spoken | Y |
| Failing sometimes of his own | D2 |
| He is headstrong and alone | D2 |
| He affects the wood and wild | P |
| Like a flower hunting child | P |
| Buries himself in summer waves | J |
| In trees with beasts in mines and caves | J |
| Loves nature like a horned cow | D |
| Bird or deer or cariboo | D |
| - | |
| Shun him nymphs on the fleet horses | J |
| He has a total world of wit | P |
| O how wise are his discourses | J |
| But he is the arch hypocrite | P |
| And through all science and all art | P |
| Seeks alone his counterpart | P |
| He is a Pundit of the east | P |
| He is an augur and a priest | P |
| And his soul will melt in prayer | E2 |
| But word and wisdom are a snare | E2 |
| Corrupted by the present toy | P |
| He follows joy and only joy | P |
| - | |
| There is no mask but he will wear | E2 |
| He invented oaths to swear | E2 |
| He paints he carves he chants he prays | J |
| And holds all stars in his embrace | J |
| Godlike but 'tis for his fine pelf | W |
| The social quintessence of self | W |
| Well said I he is hypocrite | P |
| And folly the end of his subtle wit | P |
| He takes a sovran privilege | F2 |
| Not allowed to any liege | G2 |
| For he does go behind all law | H2 |
| And right into himself does draw | H2 |
| For he is sovranly allied | P |
| Heaven's oldest blood flows in his side | P |
| And interchangeably at one | Y |
| With every king on every throne | D2 |
| That no God dare say him nay | U |
| Or see the fault or seen betray | U |
| He has the Muses by the heart | P |
| And the Parc all are of his part | P |
| - | |
| His many signs cannot be told | P |
| He has not one mode but manifold | P |
| Many fashions and addresses | J |
| Piques reproaches hurts caresses | J |
| Action service badinage | G2 |
| He will preach like a friar | S |
| And jump like Harlequin | Y |
| He will read like a crier | S |
| And fight like a Paladin | X |
| Boundless is his memory | I2 |
| Plans immense his term prolong | J2 |
| He is not of counted age | G2 |
| Meaning always to be young | K2 |
| And his wish is intimacy | I2 |
| Intimater intimacy | I2 |
| And a stricter privacy | I2 |
| The impossible shall yet be done | Y |
| And being two shall still be one | Y |
| As the wave breaks to foam on shelves | J |
| Then runs into a wave again | L2 |
| So lovers melt their sundered selves | J |
| Yet melted would be twain | Z |
Ralph Waldo Emerson
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