The Vigil Of Venus Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: A B C A D B DDBBEDFD GFFDDFFFF GBBD BDDBG HHDD GGIIJ BGBFBBBDGD DBBDDBBDDD DDDGDDDG D B BBDDGDBB DD FDEDDDDDFD DDKKLMDDGD DDDD ED DG DDDDDDDDDD DDDDDDDED NNOODDHHD DD DDEDEED DD DDDDDDD DDDDD DDDD PPDDD EEDD DDGDEEDED GGDDDDDDDD| The Pervigilium Veneris of unknown authorship but clearly belonging to the late literature of the Roman Empire has survived in two MSS both preserved at Paris in the Biblioth que Nationale | A |
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| Of these two MSS the better written may be assigned at earliest to the close of the seventh century the other again at earliest to the close of the ninth Both are corrupt the work of two illiterate copyists who strange to say were both smatterers enough to betray their little knowledge by converting Pervigilium into Per Virgilium scilicet by Virgil thus helping us to follow the process of thought by which the Middle Ages turned Virgil into a wizard Here and there the texts become quite silly separately or in consent and just where they agree in the most surprising way i e in the arrangement of the lines the conjectural emendator is invited to do his worst by a note at the head of the older Codex Sunt vero versus xxii There are rightly twenty two lines | B |
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| This has started much ingenious guess work But no really convincing rearrangement has been achieved as yet and I have been content to take the text pretty well as it stands with a few corrections upon which most scholars agree With a poem of paratactic structure the best of us may easily go astray by transposing lines or blocks of lines to correspond with our sequence of thought and I shall be content if following the only texts to which appeal can be made my translation be generally intelligible | C |
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| It runs pretty closely line for line with the original because one may love and emulate classical terseness even while despairing to rival it But it does not attempt to be literal for even were it worth doing I doubt if it be possible for anyone in our day to hit precisely the note intended by an author or heard by a reader in the eighth century Men change subtly as nations succeed to nations religions to religions philosophies to philosophies and it is a property of immortal poetry to shift its appeal It does not live by continuing to mean the some thing It grows as we grow We smile for instance when some interlocutor in a dialogue of Plato takes a line from the Iliad and applies it seriously au pied de la lettre We can hardly conceive what the great line conveyed to him but it may mean something equally serious to us though in a different way | A |
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| Facsimiles of the two Codices can be studied in a careful edition of the Pervigilum by Mr Cecil Clementi published by Mr B H Blackwell of Oxford | D |
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| PERVIGILIUM VENERIS | B |
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| Cras amet qui nunquam amavit quique amavit cras amet | D |
| Ver novum ver jam canorurn vere natus orbis est | D |
| Vere concordant amores vere nubunt alites | B |
| Et nemus comam resolvit de maritis imbribus | B |
| Cras amorum copulatrix inter umbras arborum | E |
| Inplicat casas virentes de flagello myrteo | D |
| Cras Dione jura dicit fulta sublimi throno | F |
| Cras amet qui nunquam amavit quique amavit cras amet | D |
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| To morrow What news of to morrow | G |
| Now learn ye to love who loved never now ye who have loved love anew | F |
| It is Spring it is chorussing Spring 'tis the birthday of Earth and for you | F |
| It is Spring and the Loves and the birds wing together and woo to accord | D |
| Where the bough to the rain has unbraided her locks as a bride to her lord | D |
| For she walks she our Lady our Mistress of Wedlock the woodlands atween | F |
| And the bride bed she weaves them with myrtle enlacing with curtains of green | F |
| Look aloft list the law of Dione sublime and enthroned in the blue | F |
| Now learn ye to love who loved never now ye who have loved love anew | F |
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| Tunc liquore de superno spumeo et ponti globo | G |
| C rulas inter catervas inter et bipedes equos | B |
| Fecit undantem Dionen de maritis imbribus | B |
| Cras amet qui nunquam amavit quiqiie amavit cras amet | D |
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| Ipsa gemmis purpurantem pingit annum floribus | B |
| Ipsa surgentes papillas de Favoni spiritu | D |
| Urget in toros tepentes ipsa roris lucidi | D |
| Noctis aura quem relinquit spargit umentes aquas | B |
| Et micant lacrim trementes de caduco pondere | G |
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| Time was that a rain cloud begat her impregning the heave of the deep | H |
| 'Twixt hooves of sea horses a scatter stampeding the dolphins as sheep | H |
| Lo arose of that bridal Dione rainbow'd and besprent of its dew | D |
| Now learn ye to love who loved never now ye who have loved love anew | D |
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| She she with her gem dripping finger enamels the wreath of the year | G |
| She she when the maid bud is nubile and swelling winds whispers anear | G |
| Disguising her voice in the Zephyr's So secret the bed And thou shy | I |
| She she thro' the hush'd humid Midsummer night draws the dew from on high | I |
| Dew bright with the tears of its origin dew with its weight on the bough | J |
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| Gutta pr ceps orbe parvo sustinet casus suos | B |
| En pudorem florulent prodiderunt purpur | G |
| Umor ille quern serenis astra rorant noctibus | B |
| Mane virgineas papillas solvit umenti peplo | F |
| Ipsa jussit mane ut udas virgines nubant ros | B |
| Fusa Paphies de cruore deque Amoris osculis | B |
| Deque gemmis deque flammis deque solis purpuris | B |
| Cras ruborem qui latebat veste tectus ignea | D |
| Unico marita nodo non pudebit solvere | G |
| Cras amet qui nunquam amavit quique amavit cras amet | D |
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| Misdoubting and clinging and trembling Now now must I fall Is it now | D |
| Star fleck'd on the stem of the brier as it gathers and falters and flows | B |
| Lo its trail runs a ripple of fire on the nipple it bids be a rose | B |
| Yet englobes it diaphanous veil upon veil in a tiffany drawn | D |
| To bedrape the small virginal breasts yet unripe for the spousal of dawn | D |
| Till the vein'd very vermeil of Venus till Cupid's incarnadine kiss | B |
| Till the ray of the ruby the sunrise ensanguine the bath of her bliss | B |
| Till the wimple her bosom uncover a tissue of fire to the view | D |
| And the zone o'er the wrists of the lover slip down as they reach to undo | D |
| Now learn ye to love who loved never now ye who have loved love anew | D |
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| Ipsa nymphas diva luco jussit ire myrteo | D |
| It puer comes puellis Nee tamen credi potest | D |
| Esse Amorem feriatum si sagittas vexerit | D |
| Ite nymph posuit arma feriatus est Amor | G |
| Jussus est inermis ire nudus ire jussus est | D |
| Neu quid arcu neu sagitta neu quid igne I deret | D |
| Sed tamen nymphse cavete quod Cupido pulcher est | D |
| Est in armis totus idem quando nudus est Amor | G |
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| Cras amet qui nunquam amavit quique amavit eras amet | D |
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| Conpari Venus pudore mittit ad te virgines | B |
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| Go maidens Our Lady commands while the myrtle is green in the groves | B |
| Take the Boy to your escort But ah cry the maidens what trust is in Love's | B |
| Keeping holiday too while he weareth his archery tools of his trade | D |
| Go he lays them aside an apprentice released ye may wend unafraid | D |
| See I bid him disarm he disarms mother naked I bid him to go | G |
| And he goes mother naked What flame can he shoot without arrow or bow | D |
| Yet beware ye of Cupid ye maidens Beware most of all when he charms | B |
| As a child for the more he runs naked the more he's a strong man at arms | B |
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| Now learn ye to love who loved never now ye who have loved love anew | D |
| Lady Dian Behold how demurely the damsels approach her and sue | D |
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| Una res est quam rogamus cede virgo Delia | F |
| Ut nemus sit incruentum de ferinis stragibus | D |
| Ipsa vellet ut venires si deceret virginem | E |
| Jam tribus choros videres feriatos noctibus | D |
| Congreges inter catervas ire per saltus tuos | D |
| Floreas inter coronas myrteas inter casas | D |
| Nee Ceres nee Bacchus absunt nee poetarum Deus | D |
| De tenente tota nox est pervigilia canticis | D |
| Regnet in silvis Dione tu recede Delia | F |
| Cras amet qui nunquam amavit quique amavit cras amet | D |
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| Hear Venus her only petition Dear maiden of Delos depart | D |
| Let the forest be bloodless to day unmolested the roe and the hart | D |
| Holy huntress thyself she would bid be her guest could thy chastity stoop | K |
| To approve of our revels our dances three nights that we weave in a troop | K |
| Arm in arm thro' thy sanctu'ries whirling till faint and dispersed in the grove | L |
| We lie with thy lilies for chaplets thy myrtles for arbours of love | M |
| And Apollo with Ceres and Bacchus to chorus song harvest and wine | D |
| Hymns thee dispossess'd 'Tis Dione who reigns Let Diana resign | D |
| O the wonderful nights of Dione dark bough with her star shining thro' | G |
| Now learn ye to love who loved never now ye who have loved love anew | D |
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| Jussit Hybl is tribunal stare diva floribus | D |
| Pr ses ipsa jura dicit adsederunt Grati | D |
| Hybla totos funde floras quidquid annus adtulit | D |
| Hybla florum rumpe vestem quantus tn campus est | D |
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| Ruris hic erunt puell vel puell montium | E |
| Qu que silvas qu que lucos qu que fontes incolunt | D |
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| Jussit omnes adsidere mater alitis dei | D |
| Jussit et nudo puellas nil Amori credere | G |
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| Cras amet qui nunquam amavit quique amavit cras amet | D |
| She has set up her court has Our Lady in Hybla and deckt it with blooms | D |
| With the Graces at hand for assessors Dione dispenses her dooms | D |
| Now burgeon O Hybla put forth and abound till Proserpina's field | D |
| To the foison thy lap overflowing its laurel of Sicily yield | D |
| Call assemble the nymphs hamadryad and dryad the echoes who court | D |
| From the rock who the rushes inhabit in ripples who swim and disport | D |
| I admonish you maids I his mother who suckled the scamp ere he flew | D |
| An ye trust to the Boy flying naked some pestilent prank ye shall rue | D |
| Now learn ye to love who loved never now ye who have loved love anew | D |
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| Et rigentibus virentes ducit umbras floribus | D |
| Cras erit quum primus ther copulavit nuptias | D |
| Et pater totum creavit vernis annum nubibus | D |
| In sinum maritus imber fluxit alm conjugis | D |
| Unde fetus mixtus omnes aleret magno corpore | D |
| Ipsa venas atque mentem permeanti spiritu | D |
| Intus occultis gubernat procreatrix viribus | D |
| Perque coelum perque terras perque pontum subditum | E |
| Pervium sui tenorem seminali tramite | D |
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| She has coax'd her the shade of the hazel to cover the wind flower's birth | N |
| Since the day the Great Father begat it descending in streams upon Earth | N |
| When the Seasons were hid in his loins and the Earth lay recumbent a wife | O |
| To receive in the searching and genital shower the soft secret of life | O |
| As the terrible thighs drew it down and conceived as the embryo ran | D |
| Thoro' blood thoro' brain and the Mother gave all to the making of man | D |
| She she our Dione directed the seminal current to creep | H |
| Penetrating possessing by devious paths all the height all the deep | H |
| She of all procreation procuress the share to the furrow laid true | D |
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| Inbuit jussitque mundum nosse nascendi vias | D |
| Cras amet qui nunquam amavit quique amavit cras amet | D |
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| Ipsa Trojanos nepotes in Latinos transtulit | D |
| Ipsa Laurentem puellam conjugem nato dedit | D |
| Moxque Marti de sacello dat pudicam virginem | E |
| Romuleas ipsa fecit cum Sabinis nuptias | D |
| Unde Ramnes et Quirites proque prole posterum | E |
| Romuli matrem crearet et nepotem C sarem | E |
| Cras amet qui nunquam amavit quique amavit cras amet | D |
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| She she to the womb drave the knowledge and open'd the ecstasy through | D |
| Now learn ye to love who loved never now ye who have loved love anew | D |
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| Her favour it was fill'd the sail of the Trojan for Latium bound | D |
| Her favour that won her Aeneas a bride on Laurentian ground | D |
| And anon from the cloister inveigled the Virgin the Vestal to Mars | D |
| As her wit by the wild Sabine rape recreated her Rome for its wars | D |
| With the Ramnes Quirites together ancestrally proud as they drew | D |
| From Romulus down to our Caesar last best of that bone of that thew | D |
| Now learn ye to love who loved never now ye who have loved love anew | D |
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| Rura fecundat voluptas rura Venerem sentiunt | D |
| Ipse Amor puer Dionse rure natus dicitur | D |
| Hunc ager cum parturiret ipsa suscepit sinu | D |
| Ipsa florum delicatis educavit osculis | D |
| Cras amet qui nunquam amavit quique amavit cras amet | D |
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| Ecce jam super genestas explicant tauri latus | D |
| Quisque tutus quo tenetur conjugali foedere | D |
| Subter umbras cum maritis ecce balantum greges | D |
| Et canoras non tacere diva jussit alites | D |
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| Pleasure planteth a field it conceives to the passion the pang of his joy | P |
| In a field was Dione in labour delivered of Cupid the Boy | P |
| And the field in its fostering lap from her travail received him he drew | D |
| Mother's milk from the delicate kisses of flowers and he prosper'd and grew | D |
| Now learn ye to love who loved never now ye who have loved love anew | D |
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| Lo behold ye the bulls with how lordly a flank they besprawl on the broom | E |
| Yet obey the uxorious yoke and are tamed to Dione her doom | E |
| Or behear ye the sheep to the husbanding rams how they bleat to the shade | D |
| Or behear ye the birds at the Goddess' command how they sing unafraid | D |
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| Jam loquaces ore rauco stagna cycni perstrepunt | D |
| Adsonat Terei puella subter umbram populi | D |
| Ut putes motus amoris ore dici musico | G |
| Et neges queri sororem de marito barbaro | D |
| Ilia cantat nos tacemus Quando ver venit meum | E |
| Quando fiam uti chelidon ut tacere desinam | E |
| Perdidi Musam tacendo nec me Apollo respicit | D |
| Sic Amyclas cum tacerent perdidit silentium | E |
| Cras amet qui nunquam amavit quique amavit cras amet | D |
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| Be it harsh as the swannery's clamour that shatters the hush of the lake | G |
| Be it dulcet as where Philomela holds darkling the poplar awake | G |
| So melting her soul into music you'd vow 'twas her passion her own | D |
| She plaineth her sister forgot with the Daulian crime long agone | D |
| Hark Hush Draw around to the circle Ah loitering Summer Say when | D |
| For me shall be broken the charm that I chirp with the swallow again | D |
| I am old I am dumb I have waited to sing till Apollo withdrew | D |
| So Amyclae a moment was mute and for ever a wilderness grew | D |
| Now learn ye to love who loved never now ye who have loved love anew | D |
| To morrow to morrow | D |
Arthur Thomas Quiller-couch
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