Beauty, Time, And Love Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: A BCBCBDBDEBEBFF A GHGHIJIKIIIILM A NBNBBHBHHIHIOO K ILIPQRQRCSCSII C TUVWXIXIIYIZA2A2 K B2C2D2C2IBIBBIBIPM K IIIIIE2IE2F2G2F2G2BBI | A |
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Fair is my Love and cruel as she 's fair | B |
Her brow shades frown although her eyes are sunny | C |
Her smiles are lightning though her pride despair | B |
And her disdains are gall her favours honey | C |
A modest maid deck'd with a blush of honour | B |
Whose feet do tread green paths of youth and love | D |
The wonder of all eyes that look upon her | B |
Sacred on earth design'd a Saint above | D |
Chastity and Beauty which were deadly foes | E |
Live reconcil egrave d friends within her brow | B |
And had she Pity to conjoin with those | E |
Then who had heard the plaints I utter now | B |
For had she not been fair and thus unkind | F |
My Muse had slept and none had known my mind | F |
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II | A |
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My spotless love hovers with purest wings | G |
About the temple of the proudest frame | H |
Where blaze those lights fairest of earthly things | G |
Which clear our clouded world with brightest flame | H |
My ambitious thoughts confin egrave d in her face | I |
Affect no honour but what she can give | J |
My hopes do rest in limits of her grace | I |
I weigh no comfort unless she relieve | K |
For she that can my heart imparadise | I |
Holds in her fairest hand what dearest is | I |
My Fortune's wheel 's the circle of her eyes | I |
Whose rolling grace deign once a turn of bliss | I |
All my life's sweet consists in her alone | L |
So much I love the most Unloving one | M |
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III | A |
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And yet I cannot reprehend the flight | N |
Or blame th' attempt presuming so to soar | B |
The mounting venture for a high delight | N |
Did make the honour of the fall the more | B |
For who gets wealth that puts not from the shore | B |
Danger hath honour great designs their fame | H |
Glory doth follow courage goes before | B |
And though th' event oft answers not the same | H |
Suffice that high attempts have never shame | H |
The mean observer whom base safety keeps | I |
Lives without honour dies without a name | H |
And in eternal darkness ever sleeps | I |
And therefore Delia 'tis to me no blot | O |
To have attempted tho' attain'd thee not | O |
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IV | K |
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When men shall find thy flow'r thy glory pass | I |
And thou with careful brow sitting alone | L |
Receiv egrave d hast this message from thy glass | I |
That tells the truth and says that All is gone | P |
Fresh shalt thou see in me the wounds thou mad'st | Q |
Though spent thy flame in me the heat remaining | R |
I that have loved thee thus before thou fad'st | Q |
My faith shall wax when thou art in thy waning | R |
The world shall find this miracle in me | C |
That fire can burn when all the matter 's spent | S |
Then what my faith hath been thyself shalt see | C |
And that thou wast unkind thou may'st repent | S |
Thou may'st repent that thou hast scorn'd my tears | I |
When Winter snows upon thy sable hairs | I |
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V | C |
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Beauty sweet Love is like the morning dew | T |
Whose short refresh upon the tender green | U |
Cheers for a time but till the sun doth show | V |
And straight 'tis gone as it had never been | W |
Soon doth it fade that makes the fairest flourish | X |
Short is the glory of the blushing rose | I |
The hue which thou so carefully dost nourish | X |
Yet which at length thou must be forced to lose | I |
When thou surcharged with burthen of thy years | I |
Shalt bend thy wrinkles homeward to the earth | Y |
And that in Beauty's Lease expired appears | I |
The Date of Age the Calends of our Death | Z |
But ah no more this must not be foretold | A2 |
For women grieve to think they must be old | A2 |
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VI | K |
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I must not grieve my Love whose eyes would read | B2 |
Lines of delight whereon her youth might smile | C2 |
Flowers have time before they come to seed | D2 |
And she is young and now must sport the while | C2 |
And sport Sweet Maid in season of these years | I |
And learn to gather flowers before they wither | B |
And where the sweetest blossom first appears | I |
Let Love and Youth conduct thy pleasures thither | B |
Lighten forth smiles to clear the clouded air | B |
And calm the tempest which my sighs do raise | I |
Pity and smiles do best become the fair | B |
Pity and smiles must only yield thee praise | I |
Make me to say when all my griefs are gone | P |
Happy the heart that sighed for such a one | M |
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VII | K |
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Let others sing of Knights and Paladines | I |
In ag egrave d accents and untimely words | I |
Paint shadows in imaginary lines | I |
Which well the reach of their high wit records | I |
But I must sing of thee and those fair eyes | I |
Authentic shall my verse in time to come | E2 |
When yet th' unborn shall say Lo where she lies | I |
Whose beauty made him speak that else was dumb | E2 |
These are the arcs the trophies I erect | F2 |
That fortify thy name against old age | G2 |
And these thy sacred virtues must protect | F2 |
Against the Dark and Time's consuming rage | G2 |
Though th' error of my youth in them appear | B |
Suffice they show I lived and loved thee dear | B |
Samuel Daniel
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