An Eclogue Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: AABBCC DDEEFFGGHIEE JJCCKK LLMMJJCCNN OPQQRRCCNN KKSSNNCCNN SSTTUUVVNNCCCCRW XXYYNNNNCCXXCCZZRW A2A2CCVVNNCCB2B2TTCC EEKKRW JJCCXXNow early shepheards ore ye meadow pass | A |
And print long foot steps in the glittering grass | A |
The Cows unfeeding near the cottage stand | B |
By turns obedient to the Milkers hand | B |
Or loytring stretch beneath an Oaken shade | C |
Or lett the suckling Calf defraud the maid | C |
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When Harry softly trod the shaven lawn | D |
Harry a youth from Citty care with drawn | D |
Unlike the lowly swains Arcadia bore | E |
Their Pipes but sounded in the days of yore | E |
Now Gales regardless range the Vaults above | F |
And No fond swain believes they sigh for love | F |
No more the Waters sympathising weep | G |
Our Lads unskilld in musick tend the sheep | G |
For Tom and Will our Yellow Ceres waves | H |
And Kate instead of Chloris binds ye sheaves | I |
Sicilian Muse thy higher strains explore | E |
Thy higher strains may suit with nature more | E |
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Long was the pleasing Walk he wanderd through | J |
A Coverd arbour closd ye distant View | J |
Cross sloping railes a lattice front supplyd | C |
And twind the flowring woodbine crept aside | C |
There rests the Youth and while the featherd throng | K |
Raise their wild Musick thus contrives a song | K |
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Here wafted o're by mild Etesian air | L |
Thou Country Goddess Beautious Health repair | L |
Here lett my breast thro' quiv'ring trees inhale | M |
Thy rosy blessings with the Morning gale | M |
The Months that wake ye fragrant year renew | J |
The Sun is golden and the skys are blue | J |
Fair silver sprinklings fill ye walk with light | C |
The boughs are verdant and the blossoms white | C |
Yet what are these or those or all I see | N |
Ah Joyless all if not enjoyd with thee | N |
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Come Country Goddess come nor thou suffice | O |
But bring thy Mountain Sister Exercise | P |
Calld by thy lively voice she turns her pace | Q |
Her winding horn proclaims a finishd chace | Q |
She bounds the rocks she skims ye level plain | R |
Dogs hawks and horses croud her early train | R |
Her hardy face repells the tanning wind | C |
And lines and meshes loosely float behind | C |
These all as means of toil the feeble see | N |
But these are helps of pleasure all wth thee | N |
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O come the Goddess of my rural Song | K |
And bring thy daughter calm content along | K |
Dame of the ruddy cheek laughing eye | S |
From whose bright presence clouds of trouble fly | S |
For her I mow my walks I platt my bowrs | N |
Clip my low hedges support my flowrs | N |
To wellcome her this summer seat I drest | C |
And here Ile court her when she comes to rest | C |
She'le lead from exercise to learned Ease | N |
And Change again teach ye change to please | N |
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Joy to my soul I feel the Goddess nigh | S |
The face of Nature cheers as well as I | S |
Ore the flat Green refreshing Breezes run | T |
To make young Dazys blow beneath the sun | T |
While limpid waters to the bottom seen | U |
Lave the soft margin of the lovely Green | U |
Brisk chirping birds from all the compass rove | V |
To tempt ye warbling Ecchoes of ye grove | V |
High sunny summits deeply shaded dales | N |
Thick mossy banks and flowry winding vales | N |
With Various prospect gratify the sight | C |
And scatter fixd attention with delight | C |
Till the raisd soul by gay confusion wrought | C |
Within a sphear of pleasure rolls on thought | C |
Here beautious Health for all ye year remain | R |
When ye next comes I'le charm thee thus again | W |
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But rustling boughs yt round my temples play | X |
Drive the deep doze of Vision swift away | X |
Lett sloth ly softning till the noon in down | Y |
Or lolling fan her in the sultry town | Y |
Unnerve with rest turn her own disease | N |
Or foster others in luxurious ease | N |
I mount the Courser call ye deep'ning hounds | N |
The fox unkennelld flys to covert grounds | N |
I lead where stags through cumbrous thickets tread | C |
And shake the saplings with their branching head | C |
I make the falcons wing their airy way | X |
And soar to seize or stooping strike ye prey | X |
To snare ye fish I fix ye luring bait | C |
To Wound ye fowl I load ye gun with fate | C |
Tis thus through changing shows of toil I range | Z |
And strength pleasure rise in ev'ry change | Z |
Here beautious Health for all ye year remain | R |
When the next comes Ile charm thee thus again | W |
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Now friends my life with usefull talk refine | A2 |
And Tullys Tusculum revives in mine | A2 |
Now to grave books I bid ye mind retreat | C |
And such as make me rather good than great | C |
Or o're the works of easy fancy rove | V |
Where pipes and innocence amuse ye grove | V |
The Native Bard that on Sicilian plains | N |
Best sung the lowly manners of the Swains | N |
Great Maro's Muse that in the finest light | C |
Paints Country prospects and the charms of sight | C |
Strong Spencers Calender whose Moons appear | B2 |
To trace their Changes in the rural year | B2 |
Sweet Pope whose lays along with Nature run | T |
Through all the seasons which divide ye sun | T |
The tender Philips lines who lately tryd | C |
To plant Arcadia by the Severn side | C |
And Gentle Gays that happily explore | E |
Those British Shepheards Spencer sought before | E |
The Soft Amusements bring content Along | K |
And Fancy void of sorrow runs to song | K |
Here Beautious Health for all ye year remain | R |
When the next comes Ile charm thee thus again | W |
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So sung the Youth But now ye cool wth drew | J |
The sun had dryd the shaking drops of dew | J |
Then ragd with flames insufferably bright | C |
shot the lattice with a checq'ring light | C |
The Zephirs fall tho' not to hear his lay | X |
And in his shade the Flyes offensive play | X |
Thomas Parnell
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