Amours De Voyage, Canto Iii Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

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Yet to the wondrous St Peter's and yet to the solemn RotundaA
Mingling with heroes and gods yet to the Vatican WallsB
Yet may we go and recline while a whole mighty world seems above usC
Gathered and fixed to all time into one roofing supremeD
Yet may we thinking on these things exclude what is meaner around usC
Yet at the worst of the worst books and a chamber remainE
Yet may we think and forget and possess our souls in resistanceF
Ah but away from the stir shouting and gossip of warG
Where upon Apennine slope with the chestnut the oak trees immingleH
Where amid odorous copse bridle paths wander and windI
Where under mulberry branches the diligent rivulet sparklesJ
Or amid cotton and maize peasants their water works plyH
Where over fig tree and orange in tier upon tier still repeatedK
Garden on garden upreared balconies step to the skyH
Ah that I were far away from the crowd and the streets of the cityL
Under the vine trellis laid O my beloved with theeL
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I Mary Trevellyn to Miss Roper on the way to FlorenceF
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Why doesn't Mr Claude come with us you ask We don't knowM
You should know better than we He talked of the Vatican marblesJ
But I can't wholly believe that this was the actual reasonN
He was so ready before when we asked him to come and escort usC
Certainly he is odd my dear Miss Roper To change soM
Suddenly just for a whim was not quite fair to the partyL
Not quite right I declare I really almost am offendedO
I his great friend as you say have doubtless a title to be soM
Not that I greatly regret it for dear Georgina distinctlyL
Wishes for nothing so much as to show her adroitness But oh myH
Pen will not write any more let us say nothing further about itP
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Yes my dear Miss Roper I certainly called him repulsiveQ
So I think him but cannot be sure I have used the expressionN
Quite as your pupil should yet he does most truly repel meL
Was it to you I made use of the word or who was it told youR
Yes repulsive observe it is but when he talks of ideasS
That he is quite unaffected and free and expansive and easyL
I could pronounce him simply a cold intellectual beingT
When does he make advances He thinks that women should woo himU
Yet if a girl should do so would be but alarmed and disgustedO
She that should love him must look for small love in return like the ivyL
On the stone wall must expect but a rigid and niggard support andV
E'en to get that must go searching all round with her humble embracesW
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II Claude to Eustace from RomeX
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Tell me my friend do you think that the grain would sprout in the furrowM
Did it not truly accept as its summum and ultimum bonumY
That mere common and may be indifferent soil it is set inZ
Would it have force to develop and open its young cotyledonsW
Could it compare and reflect and examine one thing with anotherA2
Would it endure to accomplish the round of its natural functionsW
Were it endowed with a sense of the general scheme of existenceW
While from Marseilles in the steamer we voyage to Civita VecchiaB2
Vexed in the squally seas as we lay by Capraja and ElbaC2
Standing uplifted alone on the heaving poop of the vesselH
Looking around on the waste of the rushing incurious billowsW
'This is Nature ' I said 'we are born as it were from her watersW
Over her billows that buffet and beat us her offspring uncared forG
Casting one single regard of a painful victorious knowledgeD2
Into her billows that buffet and beat us we sink and are swallowed '-
This was the sense in my soul as I swayed with the poop of the steamerA2
And as unthinking I sat in the hall of the famed AriadneL
Lo it looked at me there from the face of a Triton in marbleH
It is the simpler thought and I can believe it the truerA2
Let us not talk of growth we are still in our Aqueous AgesW
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III Claude to EustaceW
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Farewell Politics utterly What can I do I cannotE2
Fight you know and to talk I am wholly ashamed And although IH
Gnash my teeth when I look in your French or your English papersW
What is the good of that Will swearing I wonder mend mattersW
Cursing and scolding repel the assailants No it is idleH
No whatever befalls I will hide will ignore or forget itP
Let the tail shift for itself I will bury my head And what's theA
Roman Republic to me or I to the Roman RepublicF2
Why not fight In the first place I haven't so much as a musketG2
In the next if I had I shouldn't know how I should use itP
In the third just at present I'm studying ancient marblesW
In the fourth I consider I owe my life to my countryL
In the fifth I forget but four good reasons are ampleH
Meantime pray let 'em fight and be killed I delight in devotionN
So that I 'list not hurrah for the glorious army of martyrsW
Sanguis martyrum semen Ecclesiae though it would seem thisW
Church is indeed of the purely Invisible Kingdom come kindI
Militant here on earth Triumphant of course then elsewhereH2
Ah good Heaven but I would I were out far away from the potherH2
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IV Claude to EustaceW
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Not as we read in the words of the olden time inspirationN
Are there two several trees in the place we are set to abide inZ
But on the apex most high of the Tree of Life in the GardenN
Budding unfolding and falling decaying and flowering everH2
Flowering is set and decaying the transient blossom of KnowledgeD2
Flowering alone and decaying the needless unfruitful blossomY
Or as the cypress spires by the fair flowing stream HellespontineN
Which from the mythical tomb of the godlike ProtesilausW
Rose sympathetic in grief to his love lorn LaodamiaY
Evermore growing and when in their growth to the prospect attainingT
Over the low sea banks of the fatal Ilian cityL
Withering still at the sight which still they upgrow to encounterH2
Ah but ye that extrude from the ocean your helpless facesW
Ye over stormy seas leading long and dreary processionsW
Ye too brood of the wind whose coming is whence we discern notE2
Making your nest on the wave and your bed on the crested billowM
Skimming rough waters and crowding wet sands that the tide shall return toR
Cormorants ducks and gulls fill ye my imaginationN
Let us not talk of growth we are still in our Aqueous AgesW
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V Mary Trevellyn to Miss Roper from FlorenceW
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Dearest Miss Roper Alas we are all at Florence quite safe andV
You we hear are shut up indeed it is sadly distressingT
We were most lucky they say to get off when we did from the troublesW
Now you are really besieged they tell us it soon will be overH2
Only I hope and trust without any fight in the cityL
Do you see Mr Claude I thought he might do something for youR
I am quite sure on occasion he really would wish to be usefulH
What is he doing I wonder still studying Vatican marblesW
Letters I hope pass through We trust your brother is betterH2
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VI Claude to EustaceW
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Juxtaposition in fine and what is juxtapositionN
Look you we travel along in the railway carriage or steamerH2
And pour passer le temps till the tedious journey be endedO
Lay aside paper or book to talk with the girl that is next oneN
And pour passer le temps with the terminus all but in prospectI2
Talk of eternal ties and marriages made in heavenN
Ah did we really accept with a perfect heart the illusionN
Ah did we really believe that the Present indeed is the OnlyL
Or through all transmutation all shock and convulsion of passionN
Feel we could carry undimmed unextinguished the light of our knowledgeD2
But for his funeral train which the bridegroom sees in the distanceW
Would he so joyfully think you fall in with the marriage processionN
But for that final discharge would he dare to enlist in that serviceW
But for that certain release ever sign to that perilous contractJ2
But for that exit secure ever bend to that treacherous doorwayK2

Arthur Hugh Clough



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