David Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: AABBCCDEFF GGHHIJAA KKCCCCLLMMNNCCOOPPQQ RSCCTTUUVV WWCCXNKKYY FFCCXNZGA2A2PPB2B2 GGC2C2SSKKD2D2 HHGGGGGGSRHH CCKKGGE2E2 YYGGCCGGTTBB GGCCKKGGA2A2CCYYF2F2 G2G2 H2H2GGKK GGCCCCIIGGE2E2 VVGG GGGGCCI2I2KKGG TTLLKK KKCCCCJ2My thought on views of admiration hung | A |
Intently ravish'd and depriv'd of tongue | A |
Now darts a while on earth a while in air | B |
Here mov'd with praise and mov'd with glory there | B |
The joys entrancing and the mute surprize | C |
Half fix the blood and dim the moist'ning eyes | C |
Pleasure and praise on one another break | D |
And Exclamation longs at heart to speak | E |
When thus my Genius on the work design'd | F |
Awaiting closely guides the wand'ring mind | F |
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If while thy thanks wou'd in thy lays be wrought | G |
A bright astonishment involve the thought | G |
If yet thy temper wou'd attempt to sing | H |
Another's quill shall imp thy feebler wing | H |
Behold the name of royal David near | I |
Behold his musick and his measures here | J |
Whose harp Devotion in a rapture strung | A |
And left no state of pious souls unsung | A |
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Him to the wond'ring world but newly shewn | K |
Celestial poetry pronounc'd her own | K |
A thousand hopes on clouds adorn'd with rays | C |
Bent down their little beauteous forms to gaze | C |
Fair blooming Innocence with tender years | C |
And native Sweetness for the ravish'd ears | C |
Prepar'd to smile within his early song | L |
And brought their rivers groves and plains along | L |
Majestick Honour at the palace bred | M |
Enrob'd in white embroider'd o'er with red | M |
Reach'd forth the scepter of her royal state | N |
His forehead touch'd and bid his lays be great | N |
Undaunted Courage deck'd with manly charms | C |
With waving azure plumes and gilded arms | C |
Displaid the glories and the toils of fight | O |
Demanded fame and call'd him forth to write | O |
To perfect these the sacred spirit came | P |
By mild infusion of celestial flame | P |
And mov'd with dove like candour in his breast | Q |
And breath'd his graces over all the rest | Q |
Ah where the daring flights of men aspire | R |
To match his numbers with an equal fire | S |
In vain they strive to make proud Babel rise | C |
And with an earth born labour touch the skies | C |
While I the glitt'ring page resolve to view | T |
That will the subject of my lines renew | T |
The Laurel wreath my fames imagin'd shade | U |
Around my beating temples fears to fade | U |
My fainting fancy trembles on the brink | V |
And David's God must help or else I sink | V |
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As rolling rivers in their channels flow | W |
Swift from aloft but on the level slow | W |
Or rage in rocks or glide along the plains | C |
So just so copious move the Psalmist's strains | C |
So sweetly vary'd with proportion'd heat | X |
So gently clear or so sublimely great | N |
While nature's seen in all her forms to shine | K |
And mix with beauties drawn from truth divine | K |
Sweet beauties sweet affections endless rill | Y |
That in the soul like honey drops distil | Y |
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Hail holy spirit hail supremely kind | F |
Whose inspirations thus enlarg'd the mind | F |
Who taught him what the gentle shepherd sings | C |
What rich expressions suit the port of kings | C |
What daring words describe the soldiers heat | X |
And what the prophet's extasies relate | N |
Nor let his worst condition be forgot | Z |
In all this splendour of exulted thought | G |
On one thy diff'rent sorts of graces fall | A2 |
Still made for each of equall force in all | A2 |
And while from heav'nly courts he feels a flame | P |
He sings the place from whence the blessing came | P |
And makes his inspirations sweetly prove | B2 |
The tuneful subject of the mind they move | B2 |
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Immortal spirit light of life instil'd | G |
Who thus the bosom of a mortal fill'd | G |
Tho' weak my voice and tho' my light be dim | C2 |
Yet fain I'd praise thy wond'rous gifts in him | C2 |
Then since thine aid's attracted by desire | S |
And they that speak thee right must feel thy fire | S |
Vouchsafe a portion of thy grace divine | K |
And raise my voice and in my numbers shine | K |
I sing of David David sings of thee | D2 |
Assist the Psalmist and his work in me | D2 |
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But now my verse arising on the wing | H |
What part of all thy subject wilt thou sing | H |
How fire thy first attempt in what resort | G |
Of Palestina's plains or Salem's court | G |
Where as his hands the solemn measure play'd | G |
Curs'd fiends with torment and confusion fled | G |
Where at the rosy spring of chearful light | G |
If pious fame record tradition right | G |
A soft Efflation of celestial fire | S |
Came like a rushing breeze and shook the Lyre | R |
Still sweetly giving ev'ry trembling string | H |
So much of sound as made him wake to sing | H |
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Within my view the country first appears | C |
The country first enjoy'd his youthful years | C |
Then frame thy shady Landscapes in my strain | K |
Some conscious mountain or accustom'd plain | K |
Where by the waters on the grass reclin'd | G |
With notes he rais'd with notes he calm'd his mind | G |
For through the paths of rural life I'll stray | E2 |
And in his pleasures paint a shepherds day | E2 |
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With grateful sentiments with active will | Y |
With voice exerted and enliv'ning skill | Y |
His free return of thanks he duely paid | G |
And each new day new beams of bounty shed | G |
Awake my tuneful harp awake he crys | C |
Awake my lute the sun begins to rise | C |
My God I'm ready now then takes a flight | G |
To purest Piety's exalted height | G |
From thence his soul with heav'n itself in view | T |
On humble prayers and humble praises flew | T |
The praise as pleasing and as sweet the prayer | B |
As incense curling up thro' morning air | B |
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When t'wards the field with early steps he trod | G |
And gaz'd around and own'd the works of God | G |
Perhaps in sweet melodious words of praise | C |
He drew the prospect which adorn'd his ways | C |
The soil but newly visited with rain | K |
The river of the Lord with springing grain | K |
Inlarge encrease the soft'ned furrow blest | G |
The year with goodness crown'd with beauty drest | G |
And still to pow'r divine ascribe it all | A2 |
From whose high paths the drops of fatness fall | A2 |
Then in the song the smiling sights rejoyce | C |
And all the mute creation finds a voice | C |
With thick returns delightful Ecchos fill | Y |
The pastur'd green or soft ascending hill | Y |
Rais'd by the bleatings of unnumb'red sheep | F2 |
To boast their glories in the crowds they keep | F2 |
And corn that's waving in the western gale | G2 |
With joyful sound proclaims the cover'd vale | G2 |
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When e'er his flocks the lovely shepherd drove | H2 |
To neighb'ring waters to the neighb'ring grove | H2 |
To Jordan's flood refresh'd by cooling wind | G |
Or Cedron's brook to mossy banks confin'd | G |
In easy notes and guise of lowly swain | K |
'Twas thus he charm'd and taught the listning train | K |
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The Lord's my Shepherd bountiful and good | G |
I cannot want since he provides me food | G |
Me for his sheep along the verdant meads | C |
Me all too mean his tender mercy leads | C |
To taste the springs of life and taste repose | C |
Wherever living pasture sweetly grows | C |
And as I cannot want I need not fear | I |
For still the presence of my shepherd's near | I |
Through darksome vales where beasts of prey resort | G |
Where death appears with all his dreadful court | G |
His rod and hook direct me when I stray | E2 |
He calls to Fold and they direct my way | E2 |
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Perhaps when seated on the river's brink | V |
He saw the tender sheep at noon day drink | V |
He sung the land where milk and honey glide | G |
And fat'ning plenty rolls upon the tide | G |
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Or fix'd within the freshness of a shade | G |
Whose boughs diffuse their leaves around his head | G |
He borrow'd notions from the kind retreat | G |
Then sung the righteous in their happy state | G |
And how by providential care success | C |
Shall all their actions in due season bless | C |
So firm they stand so beautiful they look | I2 |
As planted trees aside the purling brook | I2 |
Not faded by the rays that parch the plain | K |
Nor careful for the want of dropping rain | K |
The leaves sprout forth the rising branches shoot | G |
And summer crowns them with the ripen'd fruit | G |
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But if the flow'ry field with vari'd hue | T |
And native sweetness entertain'd his view | T |
The flow'ry field with all the glorious throng | L |
Of lively colours rose to paint his song | L |
Its pride and fall within the numbers ran | K |
And spake the life of transitory man | K |
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As grass arises by degrees unseen | K |
To deck the breast of earth with lovely green | K |
'Till Nature's order brings the with'ring days | C |
And all the summer's beauteous pomp decays | C |
So by degrees unseen doth man arise | C |
So blooms by course and so by course he dies | C |
Or a | J2 |
Thomas Parnell
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