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Saint Mar Magdelene; Or, The Weeper Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

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Hail sister springs	A
Parents of silver footed rills	A
Ever bubbling things	A
Thawing crystal snowy hills	A
Still spending never spent I mean	B
Thy fair eyes sweet Magdalene	B
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Heavens thy fair eyes be	C
Heavens of ever falling stars	A
'Tis seed time still with thee	C
And stars thou sow'st whose harvest dares	A
Promise the earth to countershine	B
Whatever makes Heaven's forehead fine	B
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But we're deceived all	D
Stars indeed they are too true	E
For they but seem to fall	D
As heav'n's other spangles do	E
It is not for our earth and us	A
To shine in things so precious	A
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Upwards thou dost weep	F
Heavn's bosom drinks the gentle stream	G
Where the milky rivers creep	F
Thine floats above and is the cream	G
Waters above th' heav'n's what they be	C
We're taught best by thy tears and thee	C
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Every morn from hence	A
A brisk cherub something sips	A
Whose soft influence	A
Adds sweetness to his sweetest lips	A
Then to his music and his song	H
Tastes of this breakfast all day long	H
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Not in the evening's eyes	A
When they red with weeping are	I
For the sun that dies	A
Sits sorrow with a face so fair	J
Nowhere but here did ever meet	K
Sweetness so sad sadness so sweet	K
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When sorrow would be seen	B
In her brightest majesty	C
For she is a queen	B
Then is she dressed by none but thee	C
Then and only then she wears	A
Her proudest pearls I mean thy tears	A
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The dew no more will weep	F
The primrose's pale cheek to deck	L
The dew no more will sleep	F
Nuzzled in the lily's neck	L
Much rather would it be thy tear	J
And leave them both to tremble here	M
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There's no need at all	D
That the balsam sweating bough	N
So coyly should let fall	D
His med'cinable tears for now	N
Nature hath learn't extract a dew	E
More sovereign and sweet from you	E
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You let the poor drops weep	F
Weeping is the ease of woe	O
Softly let them creep	F
Sad that they are vanquished so	O
They though to others no relief	P
Balsam may be for their own grief	P
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Such the maiden gem	Q
By the purpling vine put on	B
Peeps from her parent stem	Q
And blushes at the bridegroom sun	B
This wat'ry blossom of thy eyne	B
Ripe will make the richer wine	B
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When some new bright guest	R
Takes up among the stars a room	S
And Heav'n will make a feast	T
Angels with crystal vials come	U
And draw from these full eyes of thine	B
Their Master's water their own wine	B
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Golden though he be	C
Golden Tagus murmurs though	O
Were his way by thee	C
Content and quiet he would go	O
So much more rich would he esteem	G
Thy silver than his golden stream	G
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Well does the May that lies	A
Smiling in thy cheeks confess	A
The April in thine eyes	A
Mutual sweetness they express	A
No April e'er lent kinder showers	A
Nor May returned more faithful flowers	A
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O cheeks beds of chaste loves	A
By your own showers seasonably dashed	V
Eyes nests of milky doves	A
In your own wells decently washed	W
O wit of Love that thus could place	A
Fountain and garden in one face	A
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O sweet contest of woes	A
With loves of tears with smiles disputing	X
O fair and friendly foes	A
Each other kissing and confuting	X
While rain and sunshine cheeks and eyes	A
Close in kind contrarieties	A
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But can these fair floods be	C
Friends with the bosom fires that fill thee	C
Can so great flames agree	C
Eternal tears should thus distill thee	C
O floods O fires O suns O showers	A
Mixed and made friends by Love's sweet powers	A
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'Twas his well pointed dart	Y
That digged these wells and dressed this vine	B
And taught the wounded heart	Y
The way into these weeping eyne	B
Vain loves avaunt bold hands forbear	C
The Lamb hath dipped His white foot here	C
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And now where'er He strays	A
Among the Galilean mountains	A
Or more unwelcome ways	A
He's followed by two faithful fountains	A
Two walking baths two weeping motions	A
Portable and compendious oceans	A
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O thou thy Lord's fair store	C
In thy so rich and rare expenses	A
Even when He showed most poor	C
He might provoke the wealth of princes	A
What prince's wanton'st pride e'er could	Z
Wash with silver wipe with gold	A2
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Who is that King but He	C
Who call'st His crown to be called thine	B
That thus can boast to be	C
Waited on by a wand'ring mine	B
A voluntary mint that strows	A
Warm silver showers where'er He goes	A
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O precious prodigal	B2
Fair spendthrift of thyself thy measure	C
Merciless love is all	D
Even to the last pearl in thy treasure	C
All places times and objects be	C
Thy tears' sweet opportunity	C
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Does the day star rise	A
Still thy tears do fall and fall	D
Does day close his eyes	A
Still the fountain weeps for all	D
Let night or day do what they will	C2
Thou hast thy task thou weepest still	C2
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Does thy song lull the air	C
Thy falling tears keep faithful time	D2
Does thy sweet breathed prayer	C
Up in clouds in incense climb	D2
Still at each sigh that is each stop	E2
A bead that is a tear does drop	E2
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At these thy weeping gates	A
Watching their wat'ry motion	B
Each winged moment waits	A
Takes his tear and gets him gone	B
By thine eye's tinct ennobled thus	A
Time lays him up he's precious	A
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Not 'So long she lived '	-
Shall thy tomb report of thee	C
But 'So long she grieved '	-
Thus must we date thy memory	C
Others by moments months and years	A
Measure their ages thou by tears	A
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So do perfumes expire	C
So sigh tormented sweets oppressed	R
With proud unpitying fire	C
Such tears the suff'ring rose that's vexed	F2
With ungentle flames does shed	G2
Sweating in a too warm bed	G2
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Say ye bright brothers	A
The fugitive sons of those fair eyes	A
Your faithful mothers	A
What make you here What hopes can 'tice	A
You to be born What cause can borrow	C
You from those nests of noble sorrow	C
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Whither away so fast	H2
For sure the sordid earth	I2
Your sweetness cannot taste	J2
Nor does the dust deserve your birth	I2
Sweet whiter haste you then O say	A
Why you trip so fast away	A
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'We go not to seek	X
The darlings of Aurora's bed	G2
The rose's modest cheek	X
Nor the violet's humble head	G2
Though the field's eyes too weepers be	C
Because they want such tears as we	C
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'Much less mean we to trace	A
The fortune of inferior gems	A
Preferred to some proud face	A
Or perched upon feared diadems	A
Crowned heads are toys We go to meet	K
A worthy object our Lord's feet '	-