Advice To My Best Brother, Coll: Francis Lovelace. Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: AABB CCDDEEFFGGGG HHIIGGJKFFAL GGGGFFMM NNIIOOIIPP GGLLLLQQ QQQRSS TTUVWW| Frank wil't live unhandsomely trust not too far | A |
| Thy self to waving seas for what thy star | A |
| Calculated by sure event must be | B |
| Look in the glassy epithete and see | B |
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| Yet settle here your rest and take your state | C |
| And in calm halcyon's nest ev'n build your fate | C |
| Prethee lye down securely Frank and keep | D |
| With as much no noyse the inconstant deep | D |
| As its inhabitants nay stedfast stand | E |
| As if discover'd were a New found land | E |
| Fit for plantation here Dream dream still | F |
| Lull'd in Dione's cradle dream untill | F |
| Horrour awake your sense and you now find | G |
| Your self a bubbled pastime for the wind | G |
| And in loose Thetis blankets torn and tost | G |
| Frank to undo thy self why art at cost | G |
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| Nor be too confident fix'd on the shore | H |
| For even that too borrows from the store | H |
| Of her rich neighbour since now wisest know | I |
| And this to Galileo's judgement ow | I |
| The palsie earth it self is every jot | G |
| As frail inconstant waveing as that blot | G |
| We lay upon the deep that sometimes lies | J |
| Chang'd you would think with 's botoms properties | K |
| But this eternal strange Ixion's wheel | F |
| Of giddy earth ne'er whirling leaves to reel | F |
| Till all things are inverted till they are | A |
| Turn'd to that antick confus'd state they were | L |
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| Who loves the golden mean doth safely want | G |
| A cobwebb'd cot and wrongs entail'd upon't | G |
| He richly needs a pallace for to breed | G |
| Vipers and moths that on their feeder feed | G |
| The toy that we too true a mistress call | F |
| Whose looking glass and feather weighs up all | F |
| And cloaths which larks would play with in the sun | M |
| That mock him in the night when 's course is run | M |
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| To rear an edifice by art so high | N |
| That envy should not reach it with her eye | N |
| Nay with a thought come neer it Wouldst thou know | I |
| How such a structure should be raisd build low | I |
| The blust'ring winds invisible rough stroak | O |
| More often shakes the stubborn'st prop'rest oak | O |
| And in proud turrets we behold withal | I |
| 'Tis the imperial top declines to fall | I |
| Nor does Heav'n's lightning strike the humble vales | P |
| But high aspiring mounts batters and scales | P |
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| A breast of proof defies all shocks of Fate | G |
| Fears in the best hopes in worser state | G |
| Heaven forbid that as of old time ever | L |
| Flourish'd in spring so contrary now never | L |
| That mighty breath which blew foul Winter hither | L |
| Can eas'ly puffe it to a fairer weather | L |
| Why dost despair then Frank Aeolus has | Q |
| A Zephyrus as well as Boreas | Q |
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| 'Tis a false sequel soloecisme 'gainst those | Q |
| Precepts by fortune giv'n us to suppose | Q |
| That 'cause it is now ill 't will ere be so | Q |
| Apollo doth not always bend his bow | R |
| But oft uncrowned of his beams divine | S |
| With his soft harp awakes the sleeping Nine | S |
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| In strictest things magnanimous appear | T |
| Greater in hope howere thy fate then fear | T |
| Draw all your sails in quickly though no storm | U |
| Threaten your ruine with a sad alarm | V |
| For tell me how they differ tell me pray | W |
| A cloudy tempest and a too fair day | W |
Richard Lovelace
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