I Prithee Spare Me Gentle Boy Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: AABBB CCDDD EEFGG HHIII

I prithee spare me gentle boyA
Press me no more for that slight toyA
That foolish trifle of an heartB
I swear it will not do its partB
Though thou dost thine employ'st thy pow'r and artB
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For through long custom it has knownC
The little secrets and is grownC
Sullen and wise will have its willD
And like old hawks pursues that stillD
That makes least sport flies only where't can killD
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Some youth that has not made his storyE
Will think perchance the pain's the gloryE
And mannerly sit out love's feastF
I shall be carving of the bestG
Rudely call for the last course 'fore the restG
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And oh when once that course is pastH
How short a time the feast doth lastH
Men rise away and scarce say graceI
Or civilly once thank the faceI
That did invite but seek another placeI

Sir John Suckling



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