Another Epilogue to the 'Maid's Tragedy,' Designed upon the First Alteration of the Play, When the King Only Was Left Alive

Edmund Waller (1606–1687) · 1645–1668

iambic pentameter · 18 lines · from Cooper's Hill, and Other Poems

Aspasia bleeding on the stage does lie,To show you still 'tis the Maid's Tragedy.The fierce Melantius was content, you see,The king should live; be not more fierce than he;Too long indulgent to so rude a time,When love was held so capital a crime,That a crown'd head could no compassion find,But died--because the killer had been kind!This better-natured poet had reprievedGentle Amintor too, had he believedThe fairer sex his pardon could approve,Who to ambition sacrificed his love.Aspasia he has spared; but for her wound(Neglected love!) there could no salve be found.

When next we act this tragedy again,Unless you like the change, I must be slain.Excess of love was heretofore the cause;Now if I die, 'tis want of your applause.

About this text

Another Epilogue to the 'Maid's Tragedy,' Designed upon the First Alteration of the Play, When the King Only Was Left Alive is in the public domain. This text is taken from Poetical Works of Edmund Waller and Sir John Denham, Project Gutenberg ebook #12322; the transcription's header, footer and licence were removed and nothing else was changed. You may copy, print and reuse it freely.

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Form and metre

Another Epilogue to the 'Maid's Tragedy,' Designed upon the First Alteration of the Play, When the King Only Was Left Alive is 18 lines in 2 stanzas. The metre is iambic pentameter, measured from the stress the words themselves fix (confidence 87%).

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Rhyme words, stanza by stanza

The word that ends each line, lettered by the rhyme it makes; a dash is a line whose rhyme the dictionary could not confirm.

  1. 1 A-AABBCCDDEEFF lieA · tragedy · seeA · heA · timeB · crimeB · findC · kindC · reprievedD · believedD · approveE · loveE · woundF · foundF
  2. 2 AABB againA · slainA · causeB · applauseB
Scansion, line by line

Each line with its syllable count and the stresses the words themselves fix: / stressed, ˘ unstressed, · a syllable the word leaves free and the metre decides. Read against iambic pentameter. How this is done.

LineSyl.Stress
Aspasia bleeding on the stage does lie,10···/˘·····
To show you still 'tis the Maid's Tragedy.10·······/˘˘
The fierce Melantius was content, you see,10······/˘··
The king should live; be not more fierce than he;10··········
Too long indulgent to so rude a time,10··˘/˘·····
When love was held so capital a crime,10·····/˘˘··
That a crown'd head could no compassion find,10······˘/˘·
But died--because the killer had been kind!10·····/˘···
This better-natured poet had reprieved10·/˘/˘/˘·˘/
Gentle Amintor too, had he believed10/˘······˘/
The fairer sex his pardon could approve,10·/˘··/˘·˘/
Who to ambition sacrificed his love.10··˘/˘/˘···
Aspasia he has spared; but for her wound10··········
(Neglected love!) there could no salve be found.10˘/˘·······
When next we act this tragedy again,10·····/˘˘˘/
Unless you like the change, I must be slain.10··········
Excess of love was heretofore the cause;10˘/····˘/··
Now if I die, 'tis want of your applause.10········˘/

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