Oberon's Palace Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: AABBCADD BBEEFFGGHIJKLLCAMMNN OOOOOOPPQQRRSSOOTTHH UUCCVVBBWWOOOOXXRRBB YYYOORRBBOOBBOOZZCBR RA2B2BBC2C2D2E2CBBBF 2F2C2C2OOOOBBOOBBRRB BRRAfter the feast my Shapcot see | A |
The fairy court I give to thee | A |
Where we'll present our Oberon led | B |
Half tipsy to the fairy bed | B |
Where Mab he finds who there doth lie | C |
Not without mickle majesty | A |
Which done and thence remov'd the light | D |
We'll wish both them and thee good night | D |
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Full as a bee with thyme and red | B |
As cherry harvest now high fed | B |
For lust and action on he'll go | E |
To lie with Mab though all say no | E |
Lust has no ears he's sharp as thorn | F |
And fretful carries hay in's horn | F |
And lightning in his eyes and flings | G |
Among the elves if moved the stings | G |
Of peltish wasps well know his guard | H |
Kings though they're hated will be fear'd | I |
Wine lead s him on Thus to a grove | J |
Sometimes devoted unto love | K |
Tinselled with twilight he and they | L |
Led by the shine of snails a way | L |
Beat with their num'rous feet which by | C |
Many a neat perplexity | A |
Many a turn and many a cross | M |
Track they redeem a bank of moss | M |
Spongy and swelling and far more | N |
Soft than the finest Lemster ore | N |
Mildly disparkling like those fires | O |
Which break from the enjewell'd tyres | O |
Of curious brides or like those mites | O |
Of candi'd dew in moony nights | O |
Upon this convex all the flowers | O |
Nature begets by th' sun and showers | O |
Are to a wild digestion brought | P |
As if love's sampler here was wrought | P |
Or Citherea's ceston which | Q |
All with temptation doth bewitch | Q |
Sweet airs move here and more divine | R |
Made by the breath of great eyed kine | R |
Who as they low impearl with milk | S |
The four leaved grass or moss like silk | S |
The breath of monkeys met to mix | O |
With musk flies are th' aromatics | O |
Which 'cense this arch and here and there | T |
And farther off and everywhere | T |
Throughout that brave mosaic yard | H |
Those picks or diamonds in the card | H |
With peeps of hearts of club and spade | U |
Are here most neatly inter laid | U |
Many a counter many a die | C |
Half rotten and without an eye | C |
Lies hereabouts and for to pave | V |
The excellency of this cave | V |
Squirrels' and children's teeth late shed | B |
Are neatly here enchequered | B |
With brownest toadstones and the gum | W |
That shines upon the bluer plum | W |
The nails fallen off by whitflaws art's | O |
Wise hand enchasing here those warts | O |
Which we to others from ourselves | O |
Sell and brought hither by the elves | O |
The tempting mole stolen from the neck | X |
Of the shy virgin seems to deck | X |
The holy entrance where within | R |
The room is hung with the blue skin | R |
Of shifted snake enfriez'd throughout | B |
With eyes of peacocks' trains and trout | B |
Flies' curious wings and these among | Y |
Those silver pence that cut the tongue | Y |
Of the red infant neatly hung | Y |
The glow worm's eyes the shining scales | O |
Of silv'ry fish wheat straws the snail's | O |
Soft candle light the kitling's eyne | R |
Corrupted wood serve here for shine | R |
No glaring light of bold fac'd day | B |
Or other over radiant ray | B |
Ransacks this room but what weak beams | O |
Can make reflected from these gems | O |
And multiply such is the light | B |
But ever doubtful day or night | B |
By this quaint taper light he winds | O |
His errors up and now he finds | O |
His moon tann'd Mab as somewhat sick | Z |
And love knows tender as a chick | Z |
Upon six plump dandillions high | C |
Rear'd lies her elvish majesty | B |
Whose woolly bubbles seem'd to drown | R |
Her Mabship in obedient down | R |
For either sheet was spread the caul | A2 |
That doth the infant's face enthral | B2 |
When it is born by some enstyl'd | B |
The lucky omen of the child | B |
And next to these two blankets o'er | C2 |
Cast of the finest gossamore | C2 |
And then a rug of carded wool | D2 |
Which sponge like drinking in the dull | E2 |
Light of the moon seemed to comply | C |
Cloud like the dainty deity | B |
Thus soft she lies and overhead | B |
A spinner's circle is bespread | B |
With cob web curtains from the roof | F2 |
So neatly sunk as that no proof | F2 |
Of any tackling can declare | C2 |
What gives it hanging in the air | C2 |
The fringe about this are those threads | O |
Broke at the loss of maidenheads | O |
And all behung with these pure pearls | O |
Dropp'd from the eyes of ravish'd girls | O |
Or writhing brides when panting they | B |
Give unto love the straiter way | B |
For music now he has the cries | O |
Of feigned lost virginities | O |
The which the elves make to excite | B |
A more unconquered appetite | B |
The king's undrest and now upon | R |
The gnat's watchword the elves are gone | R |
And now the bed and Mab possess'd | B |
Of this great little kingly guest | B |
We'll nobly think what's to be done | R |
He'll do no doubt this flax is spun | R |
Robert Herrick
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