An Irregular Ode, After Sickness Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

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Melius bunny venerit ipsa canemusA
VirgB
ImitationC
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His wish'd for presence will improve the songB
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Too long a stranger to reposeA
At length from Pain's abhorred couch I roseA
And wander'd forth aloneD
To court once more the balmy breezeA
And catch the verdure of the treesA
Ere yet their charms were flownD
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'Twas from a bank with pansies gayB
I hail'd once more the cheerful dayB
The sun's forgotten beamsA
O Sun how pleasing were thy raysA
Reflected from the polish'd faceA
Of yon refulgent streamsA
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Raised by the scene my feeble tongueB
Essay'd again the sweets of songB
And thus in feeble strains and slowE
The loitering numbers 'gan to flowE
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'Come gentle Air my languid limbs restoreF
And bid me welcome from the Stygian shoreF
For sure I heard the tender sighsA
I seem'd to join the plaintive criesA
Of hapless youths who through the myrtle groveG
Bewail for ever their unfinish'd loveH
To that unjoyous climeI
Torn from the sight of these ethereal skiesA
Debarr'd the lustre of their Delia's eyesA
And banish'd in their primeI
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'Come gentle Air and while the thickets bloomI
Convey the jasmine's breath divineJ
Convey the woodbine's rich perfumeI
Nor spare the sweet leaf'd eglantineJ
And mayst thou shun the rugged stormI
Till Health her wonted charms explainK
With Rural Pleasure in her trainK
To greet me in her fairest formI
While from this lofty mount I viewL
The Sons of earth the vulgar crewL
Anxious for futile gains beneath me strayB
And seek with erring step Contentment's obvious wayB
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'Come gentle Air and thou celestial MuseA
Thy genial flame infuseA
Enough to lend a pensive bosom aidM
And gild Retirement's gloomy shadeM
Enough to rear such rustic laysA
As foes may slight but partial friends will praise '-
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The gentle Air allow'd my claimI
And more to cheer my drooping frameI
She mixt the balm of opening flowersA
Such as the bee with chemic powersA
From Hybla's fragrant hills inhalesA
Or scents Sabea's blooming valesA
But ah the nymphs that heal the pensive mindN
By prescripts more refinedN
Neglect their votary's anxious moanD
Oh how should they relieve the Muses all were flownD
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By flowery plain or woodland shadesA
I fondly sought the charming maidsA
By woodland shades or flowery plainK
I sought them faithless maids in vainK
When lo in happier hourO
I leave behind my native meadP
To range where Zeal and Friendship leadQ
To visit Luxborough's honour'd bowerO
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Ah foolish man to seek the tuneful maidsA
On other plains or near less verdant shadesA
Scarce have my footsteps press'd the favour'd groundR
When sounds ethereal strike my earS
At once celestial forms appearT
My fugitives are foundR
The Muses here attune their lyresA
Ah partial with unwonted firesA
Here hand in hand with careless mienU
The sportive graces trip the greenU
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But whilst I wander'd o'er a scene so fairV
Too well at one survey I traceA
How every Muse and every GraceA
Had long employ'd their careV
Lurks not a stone enrich'd with lively stainK
Blooms not a flower amid the vernal storeF
Falls not a plume on India's distant plainK
Glows not a shell on Adria's rocky shoreF
But torn methought from native lands or seasA
From their arrangement gain fresh power to pleaseA
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And some had bent the wildering mazeA
Bedeck'd with every shrub that blowsA
And some entwined the willing spraysA
To shield th' illustrious dame's reposeA
Others had graced the sprightly domeI
And taught the portrait where to glowE
Others arranged the curious tomeI
Or 'mid the decorated spaceA
Assign'd the laurell'd bust a placeA
And given to learning all the pomp of showE
And now from every task withdrawnW
They met and frisk'd it o'er the lawnW
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Ah woe is me said IX
And 's hilly circuit heard my cryX
Have I for this with labour stroveG
And lavish'd all my little storeF
To fence for you my shady groveG
And scollop every winding shoreF
And fringe with every purple roseA
The sapphire stream that down my valley flowsA
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Ah lovely treacherous maidsA
To quit unseen my votive shadesA
When pale Disease and torturing PainK
Had torn me from the breezy plainK
And to a restless couch confinedN
Who ne'er your wonted tasks declinedN
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She needs not your officious aidM
To swell the song or plan the shadeM
By genuine Fancy firedY
Her native genius guides her handZ
And while she marks the sage commandZ
More lovely scenes her skill shall raiseA
Her lyre resound with nobler laysA
Than ever you inspiredY
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Thus I my rage and grief displayB
But vainly blame and vainly mournA2
Nor will a Grace or Muse returnB2
Till Luxborough lead the wayB

William Shenstone



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