Peinture. A Panegyrick To The Best Picture Of Friendship, Mr. Pet. Lilly. Poem Rhyme Scheme

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If Pliny Lord High Treasurer of al	A
Natures exchequer shuffled in this our ball	B
Peinture her richer rival did admire	C
And cry'd she wrought with more almighty fire	D
That judg'd the unnumber'd issue of her scrowl	B
Infinite and various as her mother soul	B
That contemplation into matter brought	E
Body'd Ideas and could form a thought	E
Why do I pause to couch the cataract	F
And the grosse pearls from our dull eyes abstract	F
That pow'rful Lilly now awaken'd we	G
This new creation may behold by thee	G
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To thy victorious pencil all that eyes	H
And minds call reach do bow The deities	I
Bold Poets first but feign'd you do and make	J
And from your awe they our devotion take	J
Your beauteous pallet first defin'd Love's Queen	K
And made her in her heav'nly colours seen	K
You strung the bow of the Bandite her son	L
And tipp'd his arrowes with religion	L
Neptune as unknown as his fish might dwell	B
But that you seat him in his throne of shell	B
The thunderers artillery and brand	M
You fancied Rome in his fantastick hand	M
And the pale frights the pains and fears of hell	B
First from your sullen melancholy fell	B
Who cleft th' infernal dog's loath'd head in three	G
And spun out Hydra's fifty necks by thee	G
As prepossess'd w' enjoy th' Elizian plain	N
Which but before was flatter'd in our brain	N
Who ere yet view'd airs child invisible	B
A hollow voice but in thy subtile skill	B
Faint stamm'ring Eccho you so draw that we	G
The very repercussion do see	G
Cheat HOCUS POCUS Nature an assay	G
O' th' spring affords us praesto and away	O
You all the year do chain her and her fruits	P
Roots to their beds and flowers to their roots	P
Have not mine eyes feasted i' th' frozen Zone	Q
Upon a fresh new grown collation	Q
Of apples unknown sweets that seem'd to me	G
Hanging to tempt as on the fatal tree	G
So delicately limn'd I vow'd to try	R
My appetite impos'd upon my eye	R
You sir alone fame and all conqu'ring rime	G
File the set teeth of all devouring time	G
When beauty once thy vertuous paint hath on	Q
Age needs not call her to vermilion	Q
Her beams nere shed or change like th' hair of day	O
She scatters fresh her everlasting ray	O
Nay from her ashes her fair virgin fire	D
Ascends that doth new massacres conspire	D
Whilst we wipe off the num'rous score of years	S
And do behold our grandsire s as our peers	S
With the first father of our house compare	T
We do the features of our new born heir	T
For though each coppied a son they all	B
Meet in thy first and true original	B
Sacred luxurious what princesse not	U
But comes to you to have her self begot	E
As when first man was kneaded from his side	V
Is born to's hand a ready made up bride	V
He husband to his issue then doth play	O
And for more wives remove the obstructed way	O
So by your art you spring up in two noons	W
What could not else be form'd by fifteen suns	X
Thy skill doth an'mate the prolifick flood	Y
And thy red oyl assimilates to blood	Y
Where then when all the world pays its respect	Z
Lies our transalpine barbarous neglect	Z
When the chast hands of pow'rful Titian	Q
Had drawn the scourges of our God and man	Q
And now the top of th' altar did ascend	A2
To crown the heav'nly piece with a bright end	A2
Whilst he who in seven languages gave law	B
And always like the Sun his subjects saw	B
Did in his robes imperial and gold	B2
The basis of the doubtful ladder hold	B2
O Charls a nobler monument than that	C2
Which thou thine own executor wert at	C2
When to our huffling Henry there complain'd	D2
A grieved earl that thought his honor stain'd	D2
Away frown'd he for your own safeties hast	E2
In one cheap hour ten coronets I'l cast	E2
But Holbeen's noble and prodigious worth	F2
Onely the pangs of an whole age brings forth	G2
Henry a word so princely saving said	H2
It might new raise the ruines thou hast made	I2
O sacred Peincture that dost fairly draw	B
What but in mists deep inward Poets saw	B
'Twixt thee and an Intelligence no odds	J2
That art of privy council to the gods	J2
By thee unto our eyes they do prefer	D
A stamp of their abstracted character	D
Thou that in frames eternity dost bind	K2
And art a written and a body'd mind	K2
To thee is ope the Juncto o' th' abysse	J2
And its conspiracy detected is	J2
Whilest their cabal thou to our sense dost show	L2
And in thy square paint'st what they threat below	L2
Now my best Lilly let's walk hand in hand	M
And smile at this un understanding land	M
Let them their own dull counterfeits adore	M2
Their rainbow cloaths admire and no more	M2
Within one shade of thine more substance is	J2
Than all their varnish'd idol mistresses	J2
Whilst great Vasari and Vermander shall	B
Interpret the deep mystery of all	B
And I unto our modern Picts shall show	L2
What due renown to thy fair art they owe	L2
In the delineated lives of those	J2
By whom this everlasting lawrel grows	J2
Then if they will not gently apprehend	A2
Let one great blot give to their fame an end	A2
Whilst no poetick flower their herse doth dresse	J2
But perish they and their effigies	J2

Richard Lovelace

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