Gratitude, Addressed To Lady Hesketh Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABABCDED FAFAAGAG HDIDJKJK AAAALMLM NOPQRARA CSCSTUTU AAAAVWVWThis cap that so stately apepars | A |
With ribbon bound tassel on high | B |
Which seems by the crest that it rears | A |
Ambitious of brushing the sky | B |
This cap to my Cousin I owe | C |
She gave it and gave me beside | D |
Wreathed into an elegant bow | E |
The ribbon with which it was tied | D |
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This wheel footed studying chair | F |
Contrived both for toil and repose | A |
Wide elbowed and wadded with air | F |
In which I both scribble and doze | A |
Bright studded to dazzle the eyes | A |
And rival in lustre of that | G |
In which or astronomy lies | A |
Fair Cassiope a sat | G |
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These carpets so soft to the foot | H |
Caledonia's traffic and pride | D |
O spare them ye knights of the boot | I |
Escaped from a cross country ride | D |
This table and mirror within | J |
Secure from collision and dust | K |
At which I oft shave cheek and chin | J |
And periwig nicely adjust | K |
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This moveable structure of shelves | A |
For its beauty admired and its use | A |
And charged with octavos and twelves | A |
The gayest I had to produce | A |
Where flaming in scarlet and gold | L |
My poems enchanted I view | M |
And hope in due time to behold | L |
My Iliad and Odyssey too | M |
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This china that decks the alcove | N |
Which here people call a buffet | O |
But what the gods call it above | P |
Has ne'er been revealed to us yet | Q |
These curtains that keep the room warm | R |
Or cool as the season demands | A |
Those stoves that for pattern and form | R |
Seem the labour of Mulciber's hands | A |
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All these are not half that I owe | C |
To One from our earliest youth | S |
To me ever ready to show | C |
Benignity friendship and truth | S |
For time the destroyer declared | T |
And foe of our perishing kind | U |
If even her face he has spared | T |
Much less could he alter her mind | U |
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Thus compassed about with the goods | A |
And chattels of leisure and ease | A |
I indulge my poetical moods | A |
In many such fancies as these | A |
And fancies I fear they will seem | V |
Poets' goods are not often so fine | W |
The poets will swear that I dream | V |
When I sing of the splendour of mine | W |
William Cowper
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