The Judgment Of Paris Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: AABBCC DDEEFFGGEEHIGGCC HIJJGGKKLIHHMNEE OOGGGGGGGGGGBB PPHHQRGGCC

Where waving Pines the brows of Ida shadeA
The swain young Paris half supinely laidA
Saw the loose Flocks thro' shrubs unnumber'd roveB
And Piping call'd them to the gladded groveB
'Twas there he met the Message of the skiesC
That he the Judge of Beauty deal the prizeC
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The Message known one Love with anxious mindD
To make his Mother guard the time assign'dD
Drew forth her proud white Swans and trac'd the pairE
That wheel her Chariot in the purple airE
A golden Bow behind his shoulder bendsF
A golden Quiver at his side dependsF
Pointing to these he nods with fearless StateG
And bids her safely meet the grand DebateG
Another Love proceeds with anxious careE
To make his Iv'ry sleek the shining hairE
Moves the loose Curls and bids the Forehead shewH
In full Expansion all its native snowI
A third enclasps the many colour'd CestG
And rul'd by Fancy sets the silver VestG
When to her Sons with intermingl'd sighsC
The Goddess of the rosy lips appliesC
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'Tis now my darling boys a time to shewH
The love you feel the filial aids you oweI
Yet would we think that any dar'd to striveJ
For Charms when Venus and her Loves aliveJ
Or should the prize of beauty be deni'dG
Has Beauty's Empress ought to boast besideG
And ting'd with Poison pleasing while it harmsK
My Darts I trusted to your infant armsK
If when your hands have arch'd the golden BowL
The World's great Ruler bending owns the blowI
Let no contending Form invade my dueH
Tall Juno's Mein nor Pallas Eyes of blewH
But grac'd with Triumph to the Paphian shoreM
Your Venus bears the Palms of Conquest o'erN
And joyful see my hundred Altars thereE
With costly Gums perfume the wanton airE
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While thus the Cupids hear the Cyprian DameO
The groves resounded where a Goddess cameO
The warlike Pallas march'd with mighty strideG
Her Shield forgot her Helmet laid asideG
Her Hair unbound in curls and order flow'dG
And Peace or something like her Visage shew'dG
So with her eyes serene and hopeful hasteG
The long stretch'd Allys of the Wood she trac'dG
But where the Woods a second Entrance foundG
With Scepter'd Pomp and Golden Glory crown'dG
The stately Juno stalk'd to reach the SeatG
And hear the Sentence in the last DebateG
And long severely long resent the GroveB
In this what boots it she's the wife of JoveB
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Arm'd with a Grace at length secure to winP
The lovely Venus smiling enters inP
All sweet and shining near the Youth she drewH
Her rosy Neck ambrosial odours threwH
The sacred Scents diffus'd among the leavesQ
Ran down the Woods and fill'd their hoary CavesR
The Charms so am'rous all and each so greatG
The conquer'd Judge no longer keeps his SeatG
Oppress'd with Light he drops his weary'd eyesC
And fears he should be thought to doubt the PrizeC

Thomas Parnell



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