The Phoenix And The Turtle Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: ABBA CDEF GHHG IJKI LMML NOON PQQP CRRC SIIS TUUT VCCW PQQ QXXQ N BBY ZZZ BBB BBB A2A2A2

Let the bird of loudest layA
On the sole Arabian treeB
Herald sad and trumpet beB
To whose sound chaste wings obeyA
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But thou shrieking harbingerC
Foul precurrer of the fiendD
Augur of the fever's endE
To this troop come thou not nearF
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From this session interdictG
Every fowl of tyrant wingH
Save the eagle feather'd kingH
Keep the obsequy so strictG
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Let the priest in surplice whiteI
That defunctive music canJ
Be the death divining swanK
Lest the requiem lack his rightI
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And thou treble dated crowL
That thy sable gender mak'stM
With the breath thou giv'st and tak'stM
'Mongst our mourners shalt thou goL
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Here the anthem doth commenceN
Love and constancy is deadO
Phoenix and the turtle fledO
In a mutual flame from henceN
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So they loved as love in twainP
Had the essence but in oneQ
Two distincts division noneQ
Number there in love was slainP
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Hearts remote yet not asunderC
Distance and no space was seenR
'Twixt the turtle and his queenR
But in them it were a wonderC
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So between them love did shineS
That the turtle saw his rightI
Flaming in the phoenix' sightI
Either was the other's mineS
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Property was thus appall'dT
That the self was not the sameU
Single nature's double nameU
Neither two nor one was call'dT
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Reason in itself confoundedV
Saw division grow togetherC
To themselves yet either neitherC
Simple were so well compoundedW
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That it cried 'How true a twainP
Seemeth this concordant oneQ
Love hath reason reason noneQ
If what parts can so remain '-
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Whereupon it made this threneQ
To the phoenix and the doveX
Co supremes and stars of loveX
As chorus to their tragic sceneQ
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THRENOSN
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Beauty truth and rarityB
Grace in all simplicityB
Here enclosed in cinders lieY
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Death is now the phoenix' nestZ
And the turtle's loyal breastZ
To eternity doth restZ
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Leaving no posterityB
'Twas not their infirmityB
It was married chastityB
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Truth may seem but cannot beB
Beauty brag but 'tis not sheB
Truth and beauty buried beB
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To this urn let those repairA2
That are either true or fairA2
For these dead birds sigh a prayerA2

William Shakespeare



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