On Seeing A Needlecase In The Form Of A Harp - The Work Of E.m.s. Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABAC DEDE FGFG HIHI JKJK LLLL MLNL OLOL PLPL QLQLFrowns are on every Muse's face | A |
Reproaches from their lips are sent | B |
That mimicry should thus disgrace | A |
The noble Instrument | C |
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A very Harp in all but size | D |
Needles for strings in apt gradation | E |
Minerva's self would stigmatize | D |
The unclassic profanation | E |
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Even her 'own' needle that subdued | F |
Arachne's rival spirit | G |
Though wrought in Vulcan's happiest mood | F |
Such honour could not merit | G |
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And this too from the Laureate's Child | H |
A living lord of melody | I |
How will her Sire be reconciled | H |
To the refined indignity | I |
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I spake when whispered a low voice | J |
Bard moderate your ire | K |
Spirits of all degrees rejoice | J |
In presence of the lyre | K |
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The Minstrels of Pygmean bands | L |
Dwarf Genii moonlight loving Fays | L |
Have shells to fit their tiny hands | L |
And suit their slender lays | L |
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Some still more delicate of ear | M |
Have lutes believe my words | L |
Whose framework is of gossamer | N |
While sunbeams are the chords | L |
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Gay Sylphs this miniature will court | O |
Made vocal by their brushing wings | L |
And sullen Gnomes will learn to sport | O |
Around its polished strings | L |
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Whence strains to love sick maiden dear | P |
While in her lonely bower she tries | L |
To cheat the thought she cannot cheer | P |
By fanciful embroideries | L |
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Trust angry Bard a knowing Sprite | Q |
Nor think the Harp her lot deplores | L |
Though 'mid the stars the Lyre shine bright | Q |
Love 'stoops' as fondly as he soars | L |
William Wordsworth
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