Jerusalem Delivered - Book 04 - Part 06 Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: A AAAAAAB A CDCECEAA A F FGHGAA I AJA AKII I LMNMNMAO I PHPHPHCC I QKRKGKSS I QTQTQTTI A AUVUGUWX H YZYZA2ZII A ZZZZZZAA A AAAAAAOL A TATTATII I ZAZAZAB2B2 I TTTZTZTT I ZAZAZAIT| LXXXI | A |
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| 'Ah be it not pardie declared in France | A |
| Or elsewhere told where courtesy is in prize | A |
| That we forsook so fair a chevisance | A |
| For or that might from fight arise | A |
| Else here surrender I both sword and lance | A |
| And swear no more to use this martial guise | A |
| For ill deserves he to be termed a knight | B |
| That bears a blunt sword in a lady's right ' | - |
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| LXXXII | A |
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| Thus parleyed he and with sound | C |
| The approved what the gallant said | D |
| Their general their knights encompassed round | C |
| With humble grace and earnest suit they prayed | E |
| 'I yield ' quoth he 'and it be found | C |
| What I have granted let her have your aid | E |
| Yours be the thanks for yours the danger is | A |
| If aught succeed as much I amiss | A |
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| LXXXIII | A |
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| 'But if with you my words may credit find | F |
| Oh temper then this heat misguides you so ' | - |
| Thus much he said but they with fancy blind | F |
| his grant and let his counsel go | G |
| What works not beauty man's relenting | H |
| Is eath to move with plaints and shows of woe | G |
| Her lips cast forth a chain of sugared words | A |
| That captive led most of the Christian lords | A |
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| LXXXIV | I |
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| Eustace recalled her and bespake her thus | A |
| 'Beauty's chief darling let those be | J |
| For such assistance shall you find in us | A |
| As with your need or will may best agree ' | - |
| With that she cheered her forehead dolorous | A |
| And smiled for that Phoebus blushed to | K |
| And had she deigned her veil for to remove | I |
| The God once more had fallen in love | I |
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| LXXXV | I |
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| With that she broke the silence once again | L |
| And gave the knight great thanks in little speech | M |
| She said she would his handmaid poor remain | N |
| So far as honor's laws received no breach | M |
| Her humble gestures made the residue plain | N |
| Dumb eloquence persuading more than speech | M |
| Thus women and thus they use the guise | A |
| To enchant the valiant and beguile the | O |
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| LXXXVI | I |
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| And when she her enterprise had got | P |
| Some wished mean of quick and proceeding | H |
| She to strike the iron that was hot | P |
| For every action hath his hour of speeding | H |
| Medea or false Circe changed not | P |
| So far the shapes of men as her eyes spreading | H |
| Altered their hearts and with her syren's sound | C |
| In lust their their hearts in love she drowned | C |
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| LXXXVII | I |
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| All wily sleights that subtle women | Q |
| Hourly she used to catch some lover new | K |
| None kenned the bent of her unsteadfast bow | R |
| For with the time her her looks renew | K |
| From some she cast her modest eyes below | G |
| At some her gazing glances roving flew | K |
| And while she thus pursued her wanton sport | S |
| She spurred the slow and reined the forward short | S |
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| LXXXVIII | I |
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| If some as hopeless that she would be won | Q |
| Forebore to love because they durst not move her | T |
| On them her gentle looks to smile begun | Q |
| As who say she is kind if you dare prove her | T |
| On every heart thus shone this lustful sun | Q |
| All strove to serve to please to woo to love her | T |
| And in their hearts that chaste and bashful were | T |
| Her eye's hot glance dissolved the frost of | I |
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| LXXXIX | A |
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| On them who durst with fingering bold assay | A |
| To the softness of her tender skin | U |
| She looked as coy as if she list not play | V |
| And made as things of worth were hard to win | U |
| Yet tempered so her deignful looks alway | G |
| That outward scorn showed store of grace within | U |
| Thus with false hope their longing hearts she fired | W |
| For hardest gotten things are most | X |
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| XC | H |
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| Sometimes she walked in secret where | Y |
| To ruminate upon her discontent | Z |
| Within her eyelids the swelling tear | Y |
| Not poured forth though sprung from sad lament | Z |
| And with this craft a thousand well near | A2 |
| In snares of foolish ruth and love she hent | Z |
| And kept as slaves by which we fitly prove | I |
| That witless breedeth fruitless love | I |
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| XCI | A |
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| Sometimes as if her hope unloosed had | Z |
| The chains of grief wherein her lay fettered | Z |
| Upon her minions looked she blithe and glad | Z |
| In that lore so was she lettered | Z |
| Not glorious Titan in his brightness clad | Z |
| The sunshine of her face in lustre bettered | Z |
| For when she list to cheer her beauties so | A |
| She smiled away the clouds of grief and woe | A |
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| XCII | A |
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| Her double charm of smiles and sugared words | A |
| Lulled on sleep the of their senses | A |
| Reason shall aid gainst those assaults affords | A |
| no warrant from those sweet offences | A |
| Cupid's deep rivers have their shallow fords | A |
| His griefs bring his losses recompenses | A |
| He breeds the sore and cures us of the | O |
| Achilles' lance that wounds and heals again | L |
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| XCIII | A |
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| While thus she them torments twixt frost and fire | T |
| Twixt and grief twixt hope and restless | A |
| The sly enchantress her gain the nigher | T |
| These were her flocks that golden fleeces bear | T |
| But if someone durst utter his | A |
| And by complaining make his griefs appear | T |
| He labored hard rocks with plaints to move | I |
| She had not learned the gamut then of love | I |
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| XCIV | I |
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| For down she bet her bashful eyes to ground | Z |
| And donned the weed of women's modest grace | A |
| Down from her eyes welled the pearls round | Z |
| Upon the bright enamel of her face | A |
| Such honey drops on springing flowers are found | Z |
| When Phoebus holds the crimson morn in chase | A |
| Full seemed her looks of and of shame | B2 |
| Yet shone transparent through the same | B2 |
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| XCV | I |
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| If she by his outward cheer | T |
| That any would his love by talk bewray | T |
| Sometimes she him sometimes stopped her ear | T |
| And played fast and loose the livelong day | Z |
| Thus all her lovers kind deluded were | T |
| Their earnest suit got neither yea nor nay | Z |
| But like the sort of weary huntsmen fare | T |
| That hunt all day and lose at night the hare | T |
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| XCVI | I |
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| These were the arts by which she captived | Z |
| A thousand of young and lusty knights | A |
| These were the arms wherewith love conquered | Z |
| Their feeble hearts subdued in wanton fights | A |
| What wonder if Achilles were misled | Z |
| Of great Alcides at their ladies' | A |
| Since these champions of the Lord above | I |
| Were thralls to beauty yielden slaves to lore | T |
Torquato Tasso
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