The Duell Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABACDD EFGFFFF EFHFIDD JHIEIKK HDIDEHE| Love drunk the other day knockt at my brest | A |
| But I alas was not within | B |
| My man my ear told me he came t' attest | A |
| That without cause h'd boxed him | C |
| And battered the windows of mine eyes | D |
| And took my heart for one of's nunneries | D |
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| II | E |
| I wondred at the outrage safe return'd | F |
| And stormed at the base affront | G |
| And by a friend of mine bold faith that burn'd | F |
| I called him to a strict accompt | F |
| He said that by the law the challeng'd might | F |
| Take the advantage both of arms and fight | F |
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| III | E |
| Two darts of equal length and points he sent | F |
| And nobly gave the choyce to me | H |
| Which I not weigh'd young and indifferent | F |
| Now full of nought but victorie | I |
| So we both met in one of's mother's groves | D |
| The time at the first murm'ring of her doves | D |
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| IV | J |
| I stript myself naked all o're as he | H |
| For so I was best arm'd when bare | I |
| His first pass did my liver rase yet I | E |
| Made home a falsify too neer | I |
| For when my arm to its true distance came | K |
| I nothing touch'd but a fantastick flame | K |
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| V | H |
| This this is love we daily quarrel so | D |
| An idle Don Quichoterie | I |
| We whip our selves with our own twisted wo | D |
| And wound the ayre for a fly | E |
| The only way t' undo this enemy | H |
| Is to laugh at the boy and he will cry | E |
Richard Lovelace
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