A Pastoral Ballad Ii: Hope Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABABCDCDEF EFGHGHIGIJ KLMLNDODGP GQJRJRRSRS RMRMLJLJTU TURARALALA JQJQ| My banks they are furnish'd with bees | A |
| Whose murmur invites one to sleep | B |
| My grottos are shaded with trees | A |
| And my hills are white over with sheep | B |
| I seldom have met with a loss | C |
| Such health do my fountains bestow | D |
| My fountains all border'd with moss | C |
| Where the hare bells and violets grow | D |
| Not a pine in my grove is there seen | E |
| But with tendrils of woodbine is bound | F |
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| Not a beech's more beautiful green | E |
| But a sweet briar entwines it around | F |
| Not my fields in the prime of the year | G |
| More charms than my cattle unfold | H |
| Not a brook that is limpid and clear | G |
| But it glitters with fishes of gold | H |
| One would think she might like to retire | I |
| To the bow'r I have labour'd to rear | G |
| Not a shrub that I heard her admire | I |
| But I hasted and planted it there | J |
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| O how sudden the jessamine strove | K |
| With the lilac to render it gay | L |
| Already it calls for my love | M |
| To prune the wild branches away | L |
| From the plains from the woodlands and groves | N |
| What strains of wild melody flow | D |
| How the nightingales warble their loves | O |
| From thickets of roses that blow | D |
| And when her bright form shall appear | G |
| Each bird shall harmoniously join | P |
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| In a concert so soft and so clear | G |
| As she may not be fond to resign | Q |
| I have found out a gift for my fair | J |
| I have found where the wood pigeons breed | R |
| But let me that plunder forbear | J |
| She will say 'twas a barbarous deed | R |
| For he ne'er could be true she aver'd | R |
| Who could rob a poor bird of its young | S |
| And I lov'd her the more when I heard | R |
| Such tenderness fall from her tongue | S |
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| I have heard her with sweetness unfold | R |
| How that pity was due to a dove | M |
| That it ever attended the bold | R |
| And she call'd it the sister of love | M |
| But her words such a pleasure convey | L |
| So much I her accents adore | J |
| Let her speak and whatever she say | L |
| Methinks I should love her the more | J |
| Can a bosom so gentle remain | T |
| Unmov'd when her Corydon sighs | U |
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| Will a nymph that is fond of the plain | T |
| These plains and this valley despise | U |
| Dear regions of silence and shade | R |
| Soft scenes of contentment and ease | A |
| Where I could have pleasingly stray'd | R |
| If aught in her absence could please | A |
| But where does my Phyllida stray | L |
| And where are her grots and her bow'rs | A |
| Are the groves and the valleys as gay | L |
| And the shepherds as gentle as ours | A |
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| The groves may perhaps be as fair | J |
| And the face of the valleys as fine | Q |
| The swains may in manners compare | J |
| But their love is not equal to mine | Q |
William Shenstone
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