A Nuptial Song Or Epithalamy On Sir Clipseby Crew And His Lady. Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: AABBCCDEFE GGHCIJKKLL MMNCOOPPQQ RRSSTTUUVV WWXXMMGGYY ZA2JJB2B2C2C2D2D2 E2E2EEAAF2F2ZZ G2G2EENCDDH2H2 I2I2J2J2K2K2L2L2CC M2M2N2N2O2O2L2L2DD DDP2P2Q2Q2R2R2DD S2S2P2P2T2T2D2D2P2P2 U2V2W2X2QQY2Y2DD Z2Z2A3A3B3B3R2R2A3A3 A3A3A3A3A3A3FAA3A3 P2P2C3D3A3A3A3A3A3A3What's that we see from far the spring of day | A |
Bloom'd from the east or fair enjewell'd May | A |
Blown out of April or some new | B |
Star filled with glory to our view | B |
Reaching at heaven | C |
To add a nobler planet to the seven | C |
Say or do we not descry | D |
Some goddess in a cloud of tiffany | E |
To move or rather the | F |
Emergent Venus from the sea | E |
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'Tis she 'tis she or else some more divine | G |
Enlightened substance mark how from the shrine | G |
Of holy saints she paces on | H |
Treading upon vermilion | C |
And amber spic | I |
ing the chaft air with fumes of Paradise | J |
Then come on come on and yield | K |
A savour like unto a blessed field | K |
When the bedabbled morn | L |
Washes the golden ears of corn | L |
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See where she comes and smell how all the street | M |
Breathes vineyards and pomegranates O how sweet | M |
As a fir'd altar is each stone | N |
Perspiring pounded cinnamon | C |
The ph oe nix' nest | O |
Built up of odours burneth in her breast | O |
Who therein would not consume | P |
His soul to ash heaps in that rich perfume | P |
Bestroking fate the while | Q |
He burns to embers on the pile | Q |
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Hymen O Hymen tread the sacred ground | R |
Show thy white feet and head with marjoram crown'd | R |
Mount up thy flames and let thy torch | S |
Display the bridegroom in the porch | S |
In his desires | T |
More towering more disparkling than thy fires | T |
Show her how his eyes do turn | U |
And roll about and in their motions burn | U |
Their balls to cinders haste | V |
Or else to ashes he will waste | V |
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Glide by the banks of virgins then and pass | W |
The showers of roses lucky four leav'd grass | W |
The while the cloud of younglings sing | X |
And drown ye with a flowery spring | X |
While some repeat | M |
Your praise and bless you sprinkling you with wheat | M |
While that others do divine | G |
Bless'd is the bride on whom the sun doth shine | G |
And thousands gladly wish | Y |
You multiply as doth a fish | Y |
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And beauteous bride we do confess y'are wise | Z |
In dealing forth these bashful jealousies | A2 |
In love's name do so and a price | J |
Set on yourself by being nice | J |
But yet take heed | B2 |
What now you seem be not the same indeed | B2 |
And turn apostate love will | C2 |
Part of the way be met or sit stone still | C2 |
On then and though you slow | D2 |
ly go yet howsoever go | D2 |
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And now y'are entered see the coddled cook | E2 |
Runs from his torrid zone to pry and look | E2 |
And bless his dainty mistress see | E |
The aged point out This is she | E |
Who now must sway | A |
The house love shield her with her yea and nay | A |
And the smirk butler thinks it | F2 |
Sin in's napery not to express his wit | F2 |
Each striving to devise | Z |
Some gin wherewith to catch your eyes | Z |
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To bed to bed kind turtles now and write | G2 |
This the short'st day and this the longest night | G2 |
But yet too short for you 'tis we | E |
Who count this night as long as three | E |
Lying alone | N |
Telling the clock strike ten eleven twelve one | C |
Quickly quickly then prepare | D |
And let the young men and the bride maids share | D |
Your garters and their joints | H2 |
Encircle with the bridegroom's points | H2 |
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By the bride's eyes and by the teeming life | I2 |
Of her green hopes we charge ye that no strife | I2 |
Farther than gentleness tends gets place | J2 |
Among ye striving for her lace | J2 |
O do not fall | K2 |
Foul in these noble pastimes lest ye call | K2 |
Discord in and so divide | L2 |
The youthful bridegroom and the fragrant bride | L2 |
Which love forfend but spoken | C |
Be't to your praise no peace was broken | C |
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Strip her of springtime tender whimpering maids | M2 |
Now autumn's come when all these flowery aids | M2 |
Of her delays must end dispose | N2 |
That lady smock that pansy and that rose | N2 |
Neatly apart | O2 |
But for prick madam and for gentle heart | O2 |
And soft maidens' blush the bride | L2 |
Makes holy these all others lay aside | L2 |
Then strip her or unto her | D |
Let him come who dares undo her | D |
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And to enchant ye more see everywhere | D |
About the roof a siren in a sphere | D |
As we think singing to the din | P2 |
Of many a warbling cherubin | P2 |
O mark ye how | Q2 |
The soul of nature melts in numbers now | Q2 |
See a thousand Cupids fly | R2 |
To light their tapers at the bride's bright eye | R2 |
To bed or her they'll tire | D |
Were she an element of fire | D |
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And to your more bewitching see the proud | S2 |
Plump bed bear up and swelling like a cloud | S2 |
Tempting the two too modest can | P2 |
Ye see it brusle like a swan | P2 |
And you be cold | T2 |
To meet it when it woos and seems to fold | T2 |
The arms to hug it Throw throw | D2 |
Yourselves into the mighty overflow | D2 |
Of that white pride and drown | P2 |
The night with you in floods of down | P2 |
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The bed is ready and the maze of love | U2 |
Looks for the treaders everywhere is wove | V2 |
Wit and new mystery read and | W2 |
Put in practice to understand | X2 |
And know each wile | Q |
Each hieroglyphic of a kiss or smile | Q |
And do it to the full reach | Y2 |
High in your own conceit and some way teach | Y2 |
Nature and art one more | D |
Play than they ever knew before | D |
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If needs we must for ceremony's sake | Z2 |
Bless a sack posset luck go with it take | Z2 |
The night charm quickly you have spells | A3 |
And magics for to end and hells | A3 |
To pass but such | B3 |
And of such torture as no one would grutch | B3 |
To live therein for ever fry | R2 |
And consume and grow again to die | R2 |
And live and in that case | A3 |
Love the confusion of the place | A3 |
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But since it must be done despatch and sew | A3 |
Up in a sheet your bride and what if so | A3 |
It be with rock or walls of brass | A3 |
Ye tower her up as Danae was | A3 |
Think you that this | A3 |
Or hell itself a powerful bulwark is | A3 |
I tell ye no but like a | F |
Bold bolt of thunder he will make his way | A |
And rend the cloud and throw | A3 |
The sheet about like flakes of snow | A3 |
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All now is hushed in silence midwife moon | P2 |
With all her owl eyed issue begs a boon | P2 |
Which you must grant that's entrance with | C3 |
Which extract all we can call pith | D3 |
And quintessence | A3 |
Of planetary bodies so commence | A3 |
All fair constellations | A3 |
Looking upon ye that two nations | A3 |
Springing from two such fires | A3 |
May blaze the virtue of their sires | A3 |
Robert Herrick
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