On The Death Of Ladie Caesar Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: AABBCCDDABBBBBBBEEBB FFCCGGEEGBHHGGBBBBBB IIIIBBAA| Though Death to good men be the greatest boone | A |
| I dare not think this Lady dyde so soone | A |
| She should have livde for others Poor mens want | B |
| Should make her stande though she herselfe should faynt | B |
| What though her vertuous deeds did make her seeme | C |
| Of equall age with old Methusalem | C |
| Shee should have livde the more and ere she fell | D |
| Have stretcht her little Span unto an Ell | D |
| May wee not thinke her in a sleep or sowne | A |
| Or that shee only tries her bedde of grounde | B |
| Besides the life of Fame is shee all deade | B |
| As deade as Vertue which together fledde | B |
| As dead as men without it and as cold | B |
| As Charity that long ago grewe old | B |
| Those eyes of pearle are under marble sett | B |
| And now the Grave is made the Cabinett | B |
| Tenne or an hundred doe not loose by this | E |
| But all mankinde doth an Example misse | E |
| A little earth cast upp betweene her sight | B |
| And us eclypseth all the world with night | B |
| What ere Disease to flatter greedy Death | F |
| Hath stopt the organ of such harmlesse breath | F |
| May it bee knowne by a more hatefull name | C |
| Then now the Plague and for to quell the same | C |
| May all Physitians have an honest will | G |
| May Pothecaries learne the Doctors skill | G |
| May wandring Mountebanks and which is worse | E |
| May an old womans medicine have the force | E |
| To vanquish it and make it often flie | G |
| Till Destiny on's servant learne to die | B |
| May death itselfe and all its Armory | H |
| Bee overmatcht with one poore Recipe | H |
| What need I curse it for ere Death will kill | G |
| Another such so farre estrang'd from ill | G |
| So fayre so kinde so wisely temperate | B |
| Time will cutt off the very life of Fate | B |
| To make a perfect Lady was espyde | B |
| No want in her of anything but Pride | B |
| And as for wantonnesse her modesty | B |
| Was still as coole as now her ashes bee | B |
| Seldome hath any Daughter lesse than her | I |
| Favourde the stampe of Eve her grandmother | I |
| Her soule was like her body both so cleare | I |
| As that a brighter eye than mans must peere | I |
| To finde a Blott nor can wee yet suspect | B |
| But only by her Death the least defect | B |
| And were not that the wages due to Sinne | A |
| Wee might beleeve that spotlesse she had bin | A |
William Strode
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