A Forsaken Lady To Her False Servant That Is Disdained By His New Mistriss Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABCCDDEECC CCEE CFCC DDCC DDGGCCEE HIDDJJCC KLMMCC| Were it that you so shun me 'cause you wish | A |
| Cruels't a fellow in your wretchednesse | B |
| Or that you take some small ease in your owne | C |
| Torments to heare another sadly groane | C |
| I were most happy in my paines to be | D |
| So truely blest to be so curst by thee | D |
| But oh my cries to that doe rather adde | E |
| Of which too much already thou hast had | E |
| And thou art gladly sad to heare my moane | C |
| Yet sadly hearst me with derision | C |
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| Thou most unjust that really dust know | C |
| And feelst thyselfe the flames I burne in Oh | C |
| How can you beg to be set loose from that | E |
| Consuming stake you binde another at | E |
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| Uncharitablest both wayes to denie | C |
| That pity me for which yourself must dye | F |
| To love not her loves you yet know the pain | C |
| What 'tis to love and not be lov'd againe | C |
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| Flye on flye on swift Racer untill she | D |
| Whom thou of all ador'st shall learne of thee | D |
| The pace t'outfly thee and shall teach thee groan | C |
| What terrour 'tis t'outgo and be outgon | C |
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| Nor yet looke back nor yet must we | D |
| Run then like spoakes in wheeles eternally | D |
| And never overtake Be dragg'd on still | G |
| By the weake cordage of your untwin'd will | G |
| Round without hope of rest No I will turne | C |
| And with my goodnes boldly meete your scorne | C |
| My goodnesse which Heav'n pardon and that fate | E |
| MADE YOU HATE LOVE AND FALL IN LOVE WITH HATE | E |
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| But I am chang'd Bright reason that did give | H |
| My soule a noble quicknes made me live | I |
| One breath yet longer and to will and see | D |
| Hath reacht me pow'r to scorne as well as thee | D |
| That thou which proudly tramplest on my grave | J |
| Thyselfe mightst fall conquer'd my double slave | J |
| That thou mightst sinking in thy triumphs moan | C |
| And I triumph in my destruction | C |
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| Hayle holy cold chaste temper hayle the fire | K |
| Rav'd o're my purer thoughts I feel t' expire | L |
| And I am candied ice Yee pow'rs if e're | M |
| I shall be forc't unto my sepulcher | M |
| Or violently hurl'd into my urne | C |
| Oh make me choose rather to freeze than burne | C |
Richard Lovelace
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