To Lucasta, From Prison Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: AABB CDEE FFAA GHIJ KLAA MNOP AAKK QRSS TTUU GGAA AAVV WWXX YZA2B2 UC2AA| Long in thy Shackels liberty | A |
| I ask not from these walls but thee | A |
| Left for a while another's Bride | B |
| To fancy all the world beside | B |
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| Yet e're I do begin to love | C |
| See How I all my objects prove | D |
| Then my free Soul to that confine | E |
| 'Twere possible I might call mine | E |
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| First I would be in love with Peace | F |
| And her rich swelling breasts increase | F |
| But how alas how may that be | A |
| Despising Earth will she love me | A |
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| Fain would I be in love with War | G |
| As my dear just avenging star | H |
| But War is lov'd so ev'ry where | I |
| Ev'n he disdains a lodging here | J |
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| Thee and thy wounds I would bemoan | K |
| Fair thorough shot Religion | L |
| But he lives only that kills thee | A |
| ANd who so binds thy hands is free | A |
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| I would love a Parliament | M |
| As a main Prop from Heav'n sent | N |
| But ah who's he that would be wedded | O |
| To th' fairest body that's beheaded | P |
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| Next would I court my Liberty | A |
| And then my birth right Property | A |
| But can that be when in is known | K |
| There's nothing you can call your own | K |
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| A Reformation I would have | Q |
| As for our griefs a Sov'reign salve | R |
| That is a cleansing of each wheel | S |
| Of State that yet some rust doth feel | S |
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| But not a Reformation so | T |
| As to reform were to ore'throw | T |
| Like watches by unskilfull men | U |
| Disjointed and set ill again | U |
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| The Public Faith I would adore | G |
| But she is bankrupt of her store | G |
| Nor how to trust her can I see | A |
| For she that couzens all must me | A |
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| Since then none of these can be | A |
| Fit objects for my Love and me | A |
| What then remains but th' only spring | V |
| Of all our loves and joyes The King | V |
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| He who being the whole ball | W |
| Of day on Earth lends it to all | W |
| When seeking to eclipse his right | X |
| Blinded we stand in our own light | X |
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| And now in universal mist | Y |
| Of Error is spread or'e each breast | Z |
| With such a fury edg'd as is | A2 |
| Not found in th' inwards of th' Abyss | B2 |
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| Oh from thy glorious starry waine | U |
| Dispense on me one sacred beam | C2 |
| To light me where I soon may see | A |
| How to serve you and you trust me | A |
Richard Lovelace
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