Consolatorium, Ad Parentes Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: AABBCCDDDDEEFFFGFFFD DHHFFCCFFCCFFFCCCCDD

Lett her parents then confesseA
That they beleeve her happinesseA
Which now they question Thinke as youB
Lent her the world Heaven lent her youB
And is it just then to complayneC
When each hath but his owne againeC
Then thinke what both your glories areD
In her preferment for tis farreD
Nobler to gett a Saint and beareD
A childe to Heaven than an HeyreD
To a large Empire Thinke besideE
Shee dyde not yong but livde a BrideE
Your best wishes for her goodF
Were but to see her well bestowdeF
Was shee not so Shee marryed toF
The heyre of all things who did oweG
Her infant Soule and bought it tooF
Nor was shee barren markt you notF
Those pretty little Graces thatF
Play'd round about her sicke bedde threeD
Th' eldst Faith Hope CharityD
Twere pretty bigge ones and the sameH
That cryde so on theyr Fathers nameH
The yongst is gone with Her the twoF
Eldest stay to comfort youF
And little though they bee they canC
Master the biggest foes of manC
Lastly thinke that Hir abodeF
With you was some fewe years boardeF
After hir marriage now shee's goneC
Home royally attended onC
And if you had Elisha's sightF
To see the number of her brightF
Attendants thither or Paul's rapt spriteF
To see her Welcome there why thenC
Wish if you could Her here agenC
Ime sure you could not but all passionC
Would loose itselfe in admirationC
And strong longings to be thereD
Where cause shee is you mourn for HerD

William Strode



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