Prop: 2, L: 11 E: Quicunque &c Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: AABBCCDBBBCCCCEFCCBB BBBBBBVast was his soul some favorite above | A |
Whose bolder pencil made a boy of love | A |
A boy he thought him lovers less then boyes | B |
Who barter all things for a crop of toyes | B |
He wisely too his roving pow'r bestowd | C |
in unconstant feathers drest the God | C |
for now we love anon we hate ye same | D |
Fantastick passion varyes all extreams | B |
Justly he drew him for his play things darts | B |
The little wanton sports with bleeding hearts | B |
Justly he drew them to my cost Ive found | C |
Unseen they fly still secure to wound | C |
his arms younger follys fill my heart | C |
But he has lost or hid his better part | C |
His wings no more their heav'nly burthen bear | E |
He sitts an everlasting trouble here | F |
My bloud he fires torments my wretched breast | C |
Drains all my bones robs my soul of rest | C |
Cease cruell master fly to fuller veines | B |
Your slave is wasted with incessant pains | B |
Imploy your force on something I alas | B |
Am but the shadow of the man I was | B |
Why shoud I dy who live but for your use | B |
to your part debauch the virgin muse | B |
Who write of nought but arrows flames eyes | B |
sing your brightest servants to the skyes | B |
Thomas Parnell
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