To Lucasta From Prison An Epode Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABBCC ADEFF AGGBB EHIII EFFEE EJKLM EEEFF EEENN GGGFF GIIGG GGGOO GNNPP GQRGG EFGGG| I | A |
| Long in thy shackels liberty | B |
| I ask not from these walls but thee | B |
| Left for awhile anothers bride | C |
| To fancy all the world beside | C |
| - | |
| II | A |
| Yet e're I doe begin to love | D |
| See how I all my objects prove | E |
| Then my free soule to that confine | F |
| 'Twere possible I might call mine | F |
| - | |
| III | A |
| First I would be in love with PEACE | G |
| And her rich swelling breasts increase | G |
| But how alas how may that be | B |
| Despising earth she will love me | B |
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| IV | E |
| Faine would I be in love with WAR | H |
| As my deare just avenging star | I |
| But War is lov'd so ev'rywhere | I |
| Ev'n he disdaines a lodging here | I |
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| V | E |
| Thee and thy wounds I would bemoane | F |
| Faire thorough shot RELIGION | F |
| But he lives only that kills thee | E |
| And who so bindes thy hands is free | E |
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| VI | E |
| I would love a PARLIAMENT | J |
| As a maine prop from Heav'n sent | K |
| But ah who's he that would be wedded | L |
| To th' fairest body that's beheaded | M |
| - | |
| VII | E |
| Next would I court my LIBERTY | E |
| And then my birth right PROPERTY | E |
| But can that be when it is knowne | F |
| There's nothing you can call your owne | F |
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| VIII | E |
| A REFORMATION I would have | E |
| As for our griefes a SOV'RAIGNE salve | E |
| That is a cleansing of each wheele | N |
| Of state that yet some rust doth feele | N |
| - | |
| IX | G |
| But not a reformation so | G |
| As to reforme were to ore'throw | G |
| Like watches by unskilfull men | F |
| Disjoynted and set ill againe | F |
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| X | G |
| The PUBLICK FAITH I would adore | I |
| But she is banke rupt of her store | I |
| Nor how to trust her can I see | G |
| For she that couzens all must me | G |
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| XI | G |
| Since then none of these can be | G |
| Fit objects for my love and me | G |
| What then remaines but th' only spring | O |
| Of all our loves and joyes the King | O |
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| XII | G |
| He who being the whole ball | N |
| Of day on earth lends it to all | N |
| When seeking to ecclipse his right | P |
| Blinded we stand in our owne light | P |
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| XIII | G |
| And now an universall mist | Q |
| Of error is spread or'e each breast | R |
| With such a fury edg'd as is | G |
| Not found in th' inwards of th' abysse | G |
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| XIV | E |
| Oh from thy glorious starry waine | F |
| Dispense on me one sacred beame | G |
| To light me where I soone may see | G |
| How to serve you and you trust me | G |
Richard Lovelace
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