To My Worthy Friend Mr. Peter Lilly: On That Excellent Picture Of His Majesty And The Duke Of York, Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: AABBBBCCDD AAEECC FFGG DDHIJJKKLLJJ| See what a clouded majesty and eyes | A |
| Whose glory through their mist doth brighter rise | A |
| See what an humble bravery doth shine | B |
| And griefe triumphant breaking through each line | B |
| How it commands the face so sweet a scorne | B |
| Never did HAPPY MISERY adorne | B |
| So sacred a contempt that others show | C |
| To this oth' height of all the wheele below | C |
| That mightiest monarchs by this shaded booke | D |
| May coppy out their proudest richest looke | D |
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| Whilst the true eaglet this quick luster spies | A |
| And by his SUN'S enlightens his owne eyes | A |
| He cures his cares his burthen feeles then streight | E |
| Joyes that so lightly he can beare such weight | E |
| Whilst either eithers passion doth borrow | C |
| And both doe grieve the same victorious sorrow | C |
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| These my best LILLY with so bold a spirit | F |
| And soft a grace as if thou didst inherit | F |
| For that time all their greatnesse and didst draw | G |
| With those brave eyes your royal sitters saw | G |
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| Not as of old when a rough hand did speake | D |
| A strong aspect and a faire face a weake | D |
| When only a black beard cried villaine and | H |
| By hieroglyphicks we could understand | I |
| When chrystall typified in a white spot | J |
| And the bright ruby was but one red blot | J |
| Thou dost the things Orientally the same | K |
| Not only paintst its colour but its flame | K |
| Thou sorrow canst designe without a teare | L |
| And with the man his very hope or feare | L |
| So that th' amazed world shall henceforth finde | J |
| None but my LILLY ever drew a MINDE | J |
Richard Lovelace
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