Love's Servile Lot Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABCB DEFE GHIH JKFK FLML NOPO QRSR TUVU WNXN CYFY ZA2WA2 B2C2D2C2 YE2F2E2 G2OWO H2I2J2I2 K2L2M2L2 N2O2P2S Q2R2S2R2 C2I2AI2LOVE mistress is of many minds | A |
Yet few know whom they serve | B |
They reckon least how little Love | C |
Their service doth deserve | B |
- | |
The will she robbeth from the wit | D |
The sense from reason's lore | E |
She is delightful in the rind | F |
Corrupted in the core | E |
- | |
She shroudeth vice in virtue's veil | G |
Pretending good in ill | H |
She offereth joy affordeth grief | I |
A kiss where she doth kill | H |
- | |
A honey shower rains from her lips | J |
Sweet lights shine in her face | K |
She hath the blush of virgin mind | F |
The mind of viper's race | K |
- | |
She makes thee seek yet fear to find | F |
To find but not enjoy | L |
In many frowns some gliding smiles | M |
She yields to more annoy | L |
- | |
She woos thee to come near her fire | N |
Yet doth she draw it from thee | O |
Far off she makes thy heart to fry | P |
And yet to freeze within thee | O |
- | |
She letteth fall some luring baits | Q |
For fools to gather up | R |
Too sweet too sour to every taste | S |
She tempereth her cup | R |
- | |
Soft souls she binds in tender twist | T |
Small flies in spinner's web | U |
She sets afloat some luring streams | V |
But makes them soon to ebb | U |
- | |
Her watery eyes have burning force | W |
Her floods and flames conspire | N |
Tears kindle sparks sobs fuel are | X |
And sighs do blow her fire | N |
- | |
May never was the month of love | C |
For May is full of flowers | Y |
But rather April wet by kind | F |
For love is full of showers | Y |
- | |
Like tyrant cruel wounds she gives | Z |
Like surgeon salve she lends | A2 |
But salve and sore have equal force | W |
For death is both their ends | A2 |
- | |
With soothing words enthralled souls | B2 |
She chains in servile bands | C2 |
Her eye in silence hath a speech | D2 |
Which eye best understands | C2 |
- | |
Her little sweet hath many sours | Y |
Short hap immortal harms | E2 |
Her loving looks are murd'ring darts | F2 |
Her song bewitching charms | E2 |
- | |
Like winter rose and summer ice | G2 |
Her joys are still untimely | O |
Before her Hope behind Remorse | W |
Fair first in fine unseemly | O |
- | |
Moods passions fancy's jealous fits | H2 |
Attend upon her train | I2 |
She yieldeth rest without repose | J2 |
And heaven in hellish pain | I2 |
- | |
Her house is Sloth her door Deceit | K2 |
And slippery Hope her stairs | L2 |
Unbashful Boldness bids her guests | M2 |
And every vice repairs | L2 |
- | |
Her diet is of such delights | N2 |
As please till they be past | O2 |
But then the poison kills the heart | P2 |
That did entice the taste | S |
- | |
Her sleep in sin doth end in wrath | Q2 |
Remorse rings her awake | R2 |
Death calls her up Shame drives her out | S2 |
Despairs her upshot make | R2 |
- | |
Plough not the seas sow not the sands | C2 |
Leave off your idle pain | I2 |
Seek other mistress for your minds | A |
Love's service is in vain | I2 |
Robert Southwell
(1)
Poem topics: , Print This Poem , Rhyme Scheme
Submit Spanish Translation
Submit German Translation
Submit French Translation
Write your comment about Love's Servile Lot poem by Robert Southwell
Best Poems of Robert Southwell