Prologue: The Pleasant Comedy Of Old Fortunatus Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: ABABCDCDEBEBFFGGHCIC JKEL

OF Love's sweet war our timorous Muse doth singA
And to the bosom of each gentle dearB
Offers her artless tunes borne on the wingA
Of sacred poesy A benumbing fearB
That your nice souls cloyed with delicious soundsC
Will loath her lowly notes makes her pull inD
Her fainting pinions and her spirit confoundsC
Before the weak voice of her song beginD
Yet since within the circle of each eyeE
Being like so many suns in his round sphereB
No wrinkle yet is seen she'll dare to flyE
Borne up with hopes that as you oft do rearB
With your fair hands those who would else sink downF
So some will deign to smile where all might frownF
And for this small circumference must standG
For the imagined surface of much landG
Of many kingdoms and since many a mileH
Should here be measured out our Muse entreatsC
Your thoughts to help poor art and to allowI
That I may serve as Chorus to her sensesC
She begs your pardon for she'll send one forthJ
Not when the laws of poesy do callK
But as the story needs your gracious eyeE
Gives life to Fortunatus' historyL

Thomas Dekker



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