To The Genius Of Mr. John Hall. On His Exact Translation Of Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: AABCDDEEFFGG HHAIJJKKEL LLMMNNLL DMOOIILLLLLLPQ LLDPMMKKKKQQKKTis not from cheap thanks thinly to repay | A |
Th' immortal grove of thy fair order'd bay | A |
Thou planted'st round my humble fane that I | B |
Stick on thy hearse this sprig of Elegie | C |
Nor that your soul so fast was link'd in me | D |
That now I've both since't has forsaken thee | D |
That thus I stand a Swisse before thy gate | E |
And dare for such another time and fate | E |
Alas our faiths made different essays | F |
Our Minds and Merits brake two several ways | F |
Justice commands I wake thy learned dust | G |
And truth in whom all causes center must | G |
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Behold when but a youth thou fierce didst whip | H |
Upright the crooked age and gilt vice strip | H |
A senator praetext that knew'st to sway | A |
The fasces yet under the ferula | I |
Rank'd with the sage ere blossome did thy chin | J |
Sleeked without and hair all ore within | J |
Who in the school could'st argue as in schools | K |
Thy lessons were ev'n academie rules | K |
So that fair Cam saw thee matriculate | E |
At once a tyro and a graduate | L |
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At nineteen what ESSAYES have we beheld | L |
That well might have the book of Dogmas swell'd | L |
Tough Paradoxes such as Tully's thou | M |
Didst heat thee with when snowy was thy brow | M |
When thy undown'd face mov'd the Nine to shake | N |
And of the Muses did a decad make | N |
What shall I say by what allusion bold | L |
NONE BUT THE SUN WAS ERE SO YOUNG AND OLD | L |
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Young reverend shade ascend awhile whilst we | D |
Now celebrate this posthume victorie | M |
This victory that doth contract in death | O |
Ev'n all the pow'rs and labours of thy breath | O |
Like the Judean Hero in thy fall | I |
Thou pull'st the house of learning on us all | I |
And as that soldier conquest doubted not | L |
Who but one splinter had of Castriot | L |
But would assault ev'n death so strongly charmd | L |
And naked oppose rocks with his bone arm'd | L |
So we secure in this fair relique stand | L |
The slings and darts shot by each profane hand | L |
These soveraign leaves thou left'st us are become | P |
Sear clothes against all Times infection | Q |
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Sacred Hierocles whose heav'nly thought | L |
First acted ore this comment ere it wrote | L |
Thou hast so spirited elixir'd we | D |
Conceive there is a noble alchymie | P |
That's turning of this gold to something more | M |
Pretious than gold we never knew before | M |
Who now shall doubt the metempsychosis | K |
Of the great Author that shall peruse this | K |
Let others dream thy shadow wandering strays | K |
In th' Elizian mazes hid with bays | K |
Or that snatcht up in th' upper region | Q |
'Tis kindled there a constellation | Q |
I have inform'd me and declare with ease | K |
THY SOUL IS FLED INTO HIEROCLES | K |
Richard Lovelace
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