Sonnets To The Sundry Notes Of Music Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABBBC DDDE FFFG HHHI AHHJJKKLLMMNNKKJO AKKKPCCCPKKQRSSTBBFA ABUCCCUVWKKXXKKKKKKK ACCCWBBKKBBYYYY RTCTKKK WCWKW WKKKKKK ZKZKY BJBA2YY KB2KB2CC CMCMKK YKYKKK C2CA2CKK RRRBB BBBB BBWW BBRR O CCRR RKKKKCCYYYYRRRRYYYYY YRRKKCCRRKKRRKKKKKKW WC BBKKYYD2D2KKXXKKMMI | A |
IT was a lording's daughter the fairest one of three | B |
That liked of her master as well as well might be | B |
Till looking on an Englishman the fair'st that eye could see | B |
Her fancy fell a turning | C |
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Long was the combat doubtful that love with love did fight | D |
To leave the master loveless or kill the gallant knight | D |
To put in practise either alas it was a spite | D |
Unto the silly damsel | E |
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But one must be refused more mickle was the pain | F |
That nothing could be used to turn them both to gain | F |
For of the two the trusty knight was wounded with disdain | F |
Alas she could not help it | G |
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Thus art with arms contending was victor of the day | H |
Which by a gift of learning did bear the maid away | H |
Then lullaby the learned man hath got the lady gay | H |
For now my song is ended | I |
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II | A |
On a day alack the day | H |
Love whose month was ever May | H |
Spied a blossom passing fair | J |
Playing in the wanton air | J |
Through the velvet leaves the wind | K |
All unseen gan passage find | K |
That the lover sick to death | L |
Wish'd himself the heaven's breath | L |
'Air ' quoth he 'thy cheeks may blow | M |
Air would I might triumph so | M |
But alas my hand hath sworn | N |
Ne'er to pluck thee from thy thorn | N |
Vow alack for youth unmeet | K |
Youth so apt to pluck a sweet | K |
Thou for whom Jove would swear | J |
Juno but an Ethiope were | O |
Turning mortal for thy love ' | - |
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III | A |
My flocks feed not | K |
My ewes breed not | K |
My rams speed not | K |
All is amiss | P |
Love's denying | C |
Faith's defying | C |
Heart's renying | C |
Causer of this | P |
All my merry jigs are quite forgot | K |
All my lady's love is lost God wot | K |
Where her faith was firmly fix'd in love | Q |
There a nay is placed without remove | R |
One silly cross | S |
Wrought all my loss | S |
O frowning Fortune cursed fickle dame | T |
For now I see | B |
Inconstancy | B |
More in women than in men remain | F |
In black mourn I | A |
All fears scorn I | A |
Love hath forlorn me | B |
Living in thrall | U |
Heart is bleeding | C |
All help needing | C |
O cruel speeding | C |
Fraughted with gall | U |
My shepherd's pipe can sound no deal | V |
My wether's bell rings doleful knell | W |
My curtail dog that wont to have play'd | K |
Plays not at all but seems afraid | K |
My sighs so deep | X |
Procure to weep | X |
In howling wise to see my doleful plight | K |
How sighs resound | K |
Through heartless ground | K |
Like a thousand vanquish'd men in bloody fight | K |
Clear wells spring not | K |
Sweet birds sing not | K |
Green plants bring not | K |
Forth their dye | A |
Herds stand weeping | C |
Flocks all sleeping | C |
Nymphs back peeping | C |
Fearfully | W |
All our pleasure known to us poor swains | B |
All our merry meetings on the plains | B |
All our evening sport from us is fled | K |
All our love is lost for Love is dead | K |
Farewell sweet lass | B |
Thy like ne'er was | B |
For a sweet content the cause of all my moan | Y |
Poor Corydon | Y |
Must live alone | Y |
Other help for him I see that there is none | Y |
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IV | R |
When as thine eye hath chose the dame | T |
And stall'd the deer that thou shouldst strike | C |
Let reason rule things worthy blame | T |
As well as fancy partial might | K |
Take counsel of some wiser head | K |
Neither too young nor yet unwed | K |
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And when thou comest thy tale to tell | W |
Smooth not thy tongue with filed talk | C |
Lest she some subtle practise smell | W |
A cripple soon can find a halt | K |
But plainly say thou lovest her well | W |
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And set thy person forth to sell | W |
What though her frowning brows be bent | K |
Her cloudy looks will calm ere night | K |
And then too late she will repent | K |
That thus dissembled her delight | K |
And twice desire ere it be day | K |
That which with scorn she put away | K |
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What though she strive to try her strength | Z |
And ban and brawl and say thee nay | K |
Her feeble force will yield at length | Z |
When craft hath taught her thus to say | K |
'Had women been so strong as men | Y |
In faith you had not had it then ' | - |
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And to her will frame all thy ways | B |
Spare not to spend and chiefly there | J |
Where thy desert may merit praise | B |
By ringing in thy lady's ear | A2 |
The strongest castle tower and town | Y |
The golden bullet beats it down | Y |
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Serve always with assured trust | K |
And in thy suit be humble true | B2 |
Unless thy lady prove unjust | K |
Press never thou to choose anew | B2 |
When time shall serve be thou not slack | C |
To proffer though she put thee back | C |
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The wiles and guiles that women work | C |
Dissembled with an outward show | M |
The tricks and toys that in them lurk | C |
The cock that treads them shall not know | M |
Have you not heard it said full oft | K |
A woman's nay doth stand for nought | K |
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Think women still to strive with men | Y |
To sin and never for to saint | K |
There is no heaven by holy then | Y |
When time with age doth them attaint | K |
Were kisses all the joys in bed | K |
One woman would another wed | K |
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But soft enough too much I fear | C2 |
Lest that my mistress hear my song | C |
She will not stick to round me i' the ear | A2 |
To teach my tongue to be so long | C |
Yet will she blush here be it said | K |
To hear her secrets so bewray'd | K |
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V | R |
Live with me and be my love | R |
And we will all the pleasures prove | R |
That hills and valleys dales and fields | B |
And all the craggy mountains yields | B |
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There will we sit upon the rocks | B |
And see the shepherds feed their flocks | B |
By shallow rivers by whose falls | B |
Melodious birds sing madrigals | B |
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There will I make thee a bed of roses | B |
With a thousand fragrant posies | B |
A cap of flowers and a kirtle | W |
Embroider'd all with leaves of myrtle | W |
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A belt of straw and ivy buds | B |
With coral clasps and amber studs | B |
And if these pleasures may thee move | R |
Then live with me and be my love | R |
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LOVE'S ANSWER | O |
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If that the world and love were young | C |
And truth in every shepherd's tongue | C |
These pretty pleasures might me move | R |
To live with thee and be thy love | R |
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VI | R |
As it fell upon a day | K |
In the merry month of May | K |
Sitting in a pleasant shade | K |
Which a grove of myrtles made | K |
Beasts did leap and birds did sing | C |
Trees did grow and plants did spring | C |
Every thing did banish moan | Y |
Save the nightingale alone | Y |
She poor bird as all forlorn | Y |
Lean'd her breast up till a thorn | Y |
And there sung the dolefull'st ditty | R |
That to hear it was great pity | R |
'Fie fie fie ' now would she cry | R |
'Tereu tereu ' by and by | R |
That to hear her so complain | Y |
Scarce I could from tears refrain | Y |
For her griefs so lively shown | Y |
Made me think upon mine own | Y |
Ah thought I thou mourn'st in vain | Y |
None takes pity on thy pain | Y |
Senseless trees they cannot hear thee | R |
Ruthless beasts they will not cheer thee | R |
King Pandion he is dead | K |
All thy friends are lapp'd in lead | K |
All thy fellow birds do sing | C |
Careless of thy sorrowing | C |
Even so poor bird like thee | R |
None alive will pity me | R |
Whilst as fickle Fortune smiled | K |
Thou and I were both beguiled | K |
Every one that flatters thee | R |
Is no friend in misery | R |
Words are easy like the wind | K |
Faithful friends are hard to find | K |
Every man will be thy friend | K |
Whilst thou hast wherewith to spend | K |
But if store of crowns be scant | K |
No man will supply thy want | K |
If that one be prodigal | W |
Bountiful they will him call | W |
And with such like flattering | C |
'Pity but he were a king ' | - |
If he be addict to vice | B |
Quickly him they will entice | B |
If to women he be bent | K |
They have at commandement | K |
But if Fortune once do frown | Y |
Then farewell his great renown | Y |
They that fawn'd on him before | D2 |
Use his company no more | D2 |
He that is thy friend indeed | K |
He will help thee in thy need | K |
If thou sorrow he will weep | X |
If thou wake he cannot sleep | X |
Thus of every grief in heart | K |
He with thee doth bear a part | K |
These are certain signs to know | M |
Faithful friend from flattering foe | M |
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