Amours De Voyage, Canto Ii Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABCBDEFCFGHI J KLMNOPFMQRFFLKFFHNS J KTFFUVNFDFWXHHJCON J NYPPHNNZKA2B2C2HDN J HFND2DOZFHHE2F2NFFFL G2 YH2I2FJ2FB2JK2HE2B2K 2 J DYHHL2M2DHYF2LB2ODFH YHSHHZHHB2B2| Is it illusion or does there a spirit from perfecter ages | A |
| Here even yet amid loss change and corruption abide | B |
| Does there a spirit we know not though seek though we find comprehend not | C |
| Here to entice and confuse tempt and evade us abide | B |
| Lives in the exquisite grace of the column disjointed and single | D |
| Haunts the rude masses of brick garlanded gaily with vine | E |
| E'en in the turret fantastic surviving that springs from the ruin | F |
| E'en in the people itself is it illusion or not | C |
| Is it illusion or not that attracteth the pilgrim transalpine | F |
| Brings him a dullard and dunce hither to pry and to stare | G |
| Is it illusion or not that allures the barbarian stranger | H |
| Brings him with gold to the shrine brings him in arms to the gate | I |
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| I Claude to Eustace | J |
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| What do the people say and what does the government do you | K |
| Ask and I know not at all Yet fortune will favour your hopes and | L |
| I who avoided it all am fated it seems to describe it | M |
| I who nor meddle nor make in politics I who sincerely | N |
| Put not my trust in leagues nor any suffrage by ballot | O |
| Never predicted Parisian millenniums never beheld a | P |
| New Jerusalem coming down dressed like a bride out of heaven | F |
| Right on the Place de la Concorde I nevertheless let me say it | M |
| Could in my soul of souls this day with the Gaul at the gates shed | Q |
| One true tear for thee thou poor little Roman Republic | R |
| What with the German restored with Sicily safe to the Bourbon | F |
| Not leave one poor corner for native Italian exertion | F |
| France it is foully done and you poor foolish England | L |
| You who a twelvemonth ago said nations must choose for themselves you | K |
| Could not of course interfere you now when a nation has chosen | F |
| Pardon this folly The Times will of course have announced the occasion | F |
| Told you the news of to day and although it was slightly in error | H |
| When it proclaimed as a fact the Apollo was sold to a Yankee | N |
| You may believe when it tells you the French are at Civita Vecchia | S |
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| II Claude to Eustace | J |
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| Dulce it is and decorum no doubt for the country to fall to | K |
| Offer one's blood an oblation to Freedom and die for the Cause yet | T |
| Still individual culture is also something and no man | F |
| Finds quite distinct the assurance that he of all others is called on | F |
| Or would be justified even in taking away from the world that | U |
| Precious creature himself Nature sent him here to abide here | V |
| Else why send him at all Nature wants him still it is likely | N |
| On the whole we are meant to look after ourselves it is certain | F |
| Each has to eat for himself digest for himself and in general | D |
| Care for his own dear life and see to his own preservation | F |
| Nature's intentions in most things uncertain in this are decisive | W |
| Which on the whole I conjecture the Romans will follow and I shall | X |
| So we cling to our rocks like limpets Ocean may bluster | H |
| Over and under and round us we open our shells to imbibe our | H |
| Nourishment close them again and are safe fulfilling the purpose | J |
| Nature intended a wise one of course and a noble we doubt not | C |
| Sweet it may be and decorous perhaps for the country to die but | O |
| On the whole we conclude the Romans won't do it and I sha'n't | N |
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| III Claude to Eustace | J |
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| Will they fight They say so And will the French I can hardly | N |
| Hardly think so and yet He is come they say to Palo | Y |
| He is passed from Monterone at Santa Severa | P |
| He hath laid up his guns But the Virgin the Daughter of Roma | P |
| She hath despised thee and laughed thee to scorn The Daughter of Tiber | H |
| She hath shaken her head and built barricades against thee | N |
| Will they fight I believe it Alas 'tis ephemeral folly | N |
| Vain and ephemeral folly of course compared with pictures | Z |
| Statues and antique gems Indeed and yet indeed too | K |
| Yet methought in broad day did I dream tell it not in St James's | A2 |
| Whisper it not in thy courts O Christ Church yet did I waking | B2 |
| Dream of a cadence that sings Si tombent nos jeunes h ros la | C2 |
| Terre en produit de nouveaux contre vous tous pr ts se battre | H |
| Dreamt of great indignations and angers transcendental | D |
| Dreamt of a sword at my side and a battle horse underneath me | N |
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| IV Claude to Eustace | J |
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| Now supposing the French or the Neapolitan soldier | H |
| Should by some evil chance come exploring the Maison Serny | F |
| Where the family English are all to assemble for safety | N |
| Am I prepared to lay down my life for the British female | D2 |
| Really who knows One has bowed and talked till little by little | D |
| All the natural heat has escaped of the chivalrous spirit | O |
| Oh one conformed of course but one doesn't die for good manners | Z |
| Stab or shoot or be shot by way of graceful attention | F |
| No if it should be at all it should be on the barricades there | H |
| Should I incarnadine ever this inky pacifical finger | H |
| Sooner far should it be for this vapour of Italy's freedom | E2 |
| Sooner far by the side of the d d and dirty plebeians | F2 |
| Ah for a child in the street I could strike for the full blown lady | N |
| Somehow Eustace alas I have not felt the vocation | F |
| Yet these people of course will expect as of course my protection | F |
| Vernon in radiant arms stand forth for the lovely Georgina | F |
| And to appear I suppose were but common civility Yes and | L |
| Truly I do not desire they should either be killed or offended | G2 |
| Oh and of course you will say 'When the time comes you will be ready ' | - |
| Ah but before it comes am I to presume it will be so | Y |
| What I cannot feel now am I to suppose that I shall feel | H2 |
| Am I not free to attend for the ripe and indubious instinct | I2 |
| Am I forbidden to wait for the clear and lawful perception | F |
| Is it the calling of man to surrender his knowledge and insight | J2 |
| For the mere venture of what may perhaps be the virtuous action | F |
| Must we walking our earth discerning a little and hoping | B2 |
| Some plain visible task shall yet for our hands be assigned us | J |
| Must we abandon the future for fear of omitting the present | K2 |
| Quit our own fireside hopes at the alien call of a neighbour | H |
| To the mere possible shadow of Deity offer the victim | E2 |
| And is all this my friend but a weak and ignoble refining | B2 |
| Wholly unworthy the head or the heart of Your Own Correspondent | K2 |
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| V Claude to Eustace | J |
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| Yes we are fighting at last it appears This morning as usual | D |
| Murray as usual in hand I enter the Caff Nuovo | Y |
| Seating myself with a sense as it were of a change in the weather | H |
| Not understanding however but thinking mostly of Murray | H |
| And for to day is their day of the Campidoglio Marbles | L2 |
| Caff latte I call to the waiter and Non c' latte | M2 |
| This is the answer he makes me and this is the sign of a battle | D |
| So I sit and truly they seem to think any one else more | H |
| Worthy than me of attention I wait for my milkless nero | Y |
| Free to observe undistracted all sorts and sizes of persons | F2 |
| Blending civilian and soldier in strangest costume coming in and | L |
| Gulping in hottest haste still standing their coffee withdrawing | B2 |
| Eagerly jangling a sword on the steps or jogging a musket | O |
| Slung to the shoulder behind They are fewer moreover than usual | D |
| Much and silenter far and so I begin to imagine | F |
| Something is really afloat Ere I leave the Caffe is empty | H |
| Empty too the streets in all its length the Corso | Y |
| Empty and empty I see to my right and left the Condotti | H |
| Twelve o'clock on the Pincian Hill with lots of English | S |
| Germans Americans French the Frenchmen too are protected | H |
| So we stand in the sun but afraid of a probable shower | H |
| So we stand and stare and see to the left of St Peter's | Z |
| Smoke from the cannon white but that is at intervals only | H |
| Black from a burning house we suppose by the Cavalleggieri | H |
| And we believe we discern some lines of men descending | B2 |
| Down through the vineyard slopes and catch a bayonet gleaming | B2 |
Arthur Hugh Clough
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