The Dirge Of Jephthah's Daughter:sung By The Virgins Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: AABBCD EEFFGH IJKKLM NOLLPP QQRRST UUUUIJ VVWWXX VVYYDD ZZVVXX OOA2B2C2C2 VVVVD2E2 F2F2F2F2XX VVG2H2H2H2O thou the wonder of all days | A |
O paragon and pearl of praise | A |
O Virgin martyr ever blest | B |
Above the rest | B |
Of all the maiden train We come | C |
And bring fresh strewings to thy tomb | D |
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Thus thus and thus we compass round | E |
Thy harmless and unhaunted ground | E |
And as we sing thy dirge we will | F |
The daffadil | F |
And other flowers lay upon | G |
The altar of our love thy stone | H |
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Thou wonder of all maids liest here | I |
Of daughters all the dearest dear | J |
The eye of virgins nay the queen | K |
Of this smooth green | K |
And all sweet meads from whence we get | L |
The primrose and the violet | M |
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Too soon too dear did Jephthah buy | N |
By thy sad loss our liberty | O |
His was the bond and cov'nant yet | L |
Thou paid'st the debt | L |
Lamented Maid he won the day | P |
But for the conquest thou didst pay | P |
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Thy father brought with him along | Q |
The olive branch and victor's song | Q |
He slew the Ammonites we know | R |
But to thy woe | R |
And in the purchase of our peace | S |
The cure was worse than the disease | T |
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For which obedient zeal of thine | U |
We offer here before thy shrine | U |
Our sighs for storax tears for wine | U |
And to make fine | U |
And fresh thy hearse cloth we will here | I |
Four times bestrew thee every year | J |
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Receive for this thy praise our tears | V |
Receive this offering of our hairs | V |
Receive these crystal vials fill'd | W |
With tears distill'd | W |
From teeming eyes to these we bring | X |
Each maid her silver filleting | X |
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To gild thy tomb besides these cauls | V |
These laces ribbons and these falls | V |
These veils wherewith we use to hide | Y |
The bashful bride | Y |
When we conduct her to her groom | D |
All all we lay upon thy tomb | D |
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No more no more since thou art dead | Z |
Shall we e'er bring coy brides to bed | Z |
No more at yearly festivals | V |
We cowslip balls | V |
Or chains of columbines shall make | X |
For this or that occasion's sake | X |
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No no our maiden pleasures be | O |
Wrapt in the winding sheet with thee | O |
'Tis we are dead though not i' th' grave | A2 |
Or if we have | B2 |
One seed of life left 'tis to keep | C2 |
A Lent for thee to fast and weep | C2 |
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Sleep in thy peace thy bed of spice | V |
And make this place all paradise | V |
May sweets grow here and smoke from hence | V |
Fat frankincense | V |
Let balm and cassia send their scent | D2 |
From out thy maiden monument | E2 |
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May no wolf howl or screech owl stir | F2 |
A wing about thy sepulchre | F2 |
No boisterous winds or storms come hither | F2 |
To starve or wither | F2 |
Thy soft sweet earth but like a spring | X |
Love keep it ever flourishing | X |
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May all shy maids at wonted hours | V |
Come forth to strew thy tomb with flowers | V |
May virgins when they come to mourn | G2 |
Male incense burn | H2 |
Upon thine altar then return | H2 |
And leave thee sleeping in thy urn | H2 |
Robert Herrick
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