Monna Innominata: A Sonnet Of Sonnets Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: A BC DEEDDEEDFGGHFH BC BIIBBIIBJKKJJK BC LMNLLMOLPQRQSP BTC UVUVVIIVWPUWUP BC IDDIIDDIXYXTTY XXC ZXXA2A2XXA2B2JXJC2X XC IXXIXIXID2XXE2D2E2 XC QF2F2QQF2F2QF2XXXF2X XQ G2IIG2G2IIG2XXQYYQ XQ QH2H2QQI2H2QUJ2K2K2K 2U XQ XXXXXL2EXXL2XE2L2E2 XQ K2M2M2K2K2M2M2K2IXOX IO XQ XXXXXXXXXN2XC2C2N2 XQ F2K2K2F2F2O2F2O2L2O2 K2K2O2E

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Lo d igrave che han detto a' dolci amici addio DanteB
Amor con quanto sforzo oggi mi vinci PetrarcaC
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Come back to me who wait and watch for youD
Or come not yet for it is over thenE
And long it is before you come againE
So far between my pleasures are and fewD
While when you come not what I do I doD
Thinking Now when he comes my sweetest whenE
For one man is my world of all the menE
This wide world holds O love my world is youD
Howbeit to meet you grows almost a pangF
Because the pang of parting comes so soonG
My hope hangs waning waxing like a moonG
Between the heavenly days on which we meetH
Ah me but where are now the songs I sangF
When life was sweet because you call'd them sweetH
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Era gi agrave ora che volge il desio DanteB
Ricorro al tempo ch' io vi vidi prima PetrarcaC
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I wish I could remember that first dayB
First hour first moment of your meeting meI
If bright or dim the season it might beI
Summer or winter for aught I can sayB
So unrecorded did it slip awayB
So blind was I to see and to foreseeI
So dull to mark the budding of my treeI
That would not blossom yet for many a MayB
If only I could recollect it suchJ
A day of days I let it come and goK
As traceless as a thaw of bygone snowK
It seem'd to mean so little meant so muchJ
If only now I could recall that touchJ
First touch of hand in hand Did one but knowK
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O ombre vane fuor che ne l'aspetto DanteB
Immaginata guida la conduce PetrarcaC
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I dream of you to wake would that I mightL
Dream of you and not wake but slumber onM
Nor find with dreams the dear companion goneN
As summer ended summer birds take flightL
In happy dreams I hold you full in sightL
I blush again who waking look so wanM
Brighter than sunniest day that ever shoneO
In happy dreams your smile makes day of nightL
Thus only in a dream we are at oneP
Thus only in a dream we give and takeQ
The faith that maketh rich who take or giveR
If thus to sleep is sweeter than to wakeQ
To die were surely sweeter than to liveS
Though there be nothing new beneath the sunP
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Poca favilla gran fliamma seconda DanteB
Ogni altra cosa ogni pensier va foreT
E sol ivi con voi rimansi amore PetrarcaC
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I lov'd you first but afterwards your loveU
Outsoaring mine sang such a loftier songV
As drown'd the friendly cooings of my doveU
Which owes the other most my love was longV
And yours one moment seem'd to wax more strongV
I lov'd and guess'd at you you construed meI
And lov'd me for what might or might not beI
Nay weights and measures do us both a wrongV
For verily love knows not mine or thineW
With separate I and thou free love has doneP
For one is both and both are one in loveU
Rich love knows nought of thine that is not mineW
Both have the strength and both the length thereofU
Both of us of the love which makes us oneP
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Amor che a nullo amato amar perdona DanteB
Amor m'addusse in s igrave gioiosa spene PetrarcaC
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O my heart's heart and you who are to meI
More than myself myself God be with youD
Keep you in strong obedience leal and trueD
To Him whose noble service setteth freeI
Give you all good we see or can foreseeI
Make your joys many and your sorrows fewD
Bless you in what you bear and what you doD
Yea perfect you as He would have you beI
So much for you but what for me dear friendX
To love you without stint and all I canY
Today tomorrow world without an endX
To love you much and yet to love you moreT
As Jordan at his flood sweeps either shoreT
Since woman is the helpmeet made for manY
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Or puoi la quantitateX
Comprender de l'amor che a te mi scalda DanteX
Non vo' che da tal nodo mi scioglia PetrarcaC
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Trust me I have not earn'd your dear rebukeZ
I love as you would have me God the mostX
Would lose not Him but you must one be lostX
Nor with Lot's wife cast back a faithless lookA2
Unready to forego what I forsookA2
This say I having counted up the costX
This though I be the feeblest of God's hostX
The sorriest sheep Christ shepherds with His crookA2
Yet while I love my God the most I deemB2
That I can never love you overmuchJ
I love Him more so let me love you tooX
Yea as I apprehend it love is suchJ
I cannot love you if I love not HimC2
I cannot love Him if I love not youX
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Qui primavera sempre ed ogni frutto DanteX
Ragionando con meco ed io con lui PetrarcaC
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Love me for I love you and answer meI
Love me for I love you so shall we standX
As happy equals in the flowering landX
Of love that knows not a dividing seaI
Love builds the house on rock and not on sandX
Love laughs what while the winds rave desperatelyI
And who hath found love's citadel unmann'dX
And who hath held in bonds love's libertyI
My heart's a coward though my words are braveD2
We meet so seldom yet we surely partX
So often there's a problem for your artX
Still I find comfort in his Book who saithE2
Though jealousy be cruel as the graveD2
And death be strong yet love is strong as deathE2
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Come dicesse a Dio D'altro non calme DanteX
Spero trovar piet agrave non che perdono PetrarcaC
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I if I perish perish Esther spakeQ
And bride of life or death she made her fairF2
In all the lustre of her perfum'd hairF2
And smiles that kindle longing but to slakeQ
She put on pomp of loveliness to takeQ
Her husband through his eyes at unawareF2
She spread abroad her beauty for a snareF2
Harmless as doves and subtle as a snakeQ
She trapp'd him with one mesh of silken hairF2
She vanquish'd him by wisdom of her witX
And built her people's house that it should standX
If I might take my life so in my handX
And for my love to Love put up my prayerF2
And for love's sake by Love be granted itX
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O dignitosa coscienza e netta DanteX
Spirto pi ugrave acceso di virtuti ardenti PetrarcaQ
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Thinking of you and all that was and allG2
That might have been and now can never beI
I feel your honour'd excellence and seeI
Myself unworthy of the happier callG2
For woe is me who walk so apt to fallG2
So apt to shrink afraid so apt to fleeI
Apt to lie down and die ah woe is meI
Faithless and hopeless turning to the wallG2
And yet not hopeless quite nor faithless quiteX
Because not loveless love may toil all nightX
But take at morning wrestle till the breakQ
Of day but then wield power with God and manY
So take I heart of grace as best I canY
Ready to spend and be spent for your sakeQ
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Con miglior corso e con migliore stella DanteX
La vita fugge e non s'arresta un' ora PetrarcaQ
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Time flies hope flags life plies a wearied wingQ
Death following hard on life gains ground apaceH2
Faith runs with each and rears an eager faceH2
Outruns the rest makes light of everythingQ
Spurns earth and still finds breath to pray and singQ
While love ahead of all uplifts his praiseI2
Still asks for grace and still gives thanks for graceH2
Content with all day brings and night will bringQ
Life wanes and when love folds his wings aboveU
Tired hope and less we feel his conscious pulseJ2
Let us go fall asleep dear friend in peaceK2
A little while and age and sorrow ceaseK2
A little while and life reborn annulsK2
Loss and decay and death and all is loveU
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Vien dietro a me e lascia dir le genti DanteX
Contando i casi della vita nostra PetrarcaQ
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Many in aftertimes will say of youX
He lov'd her while of me what will they sayX
Not that I lov'd you more than just in playX
For fashion's sake as idle women doX
Even let them prate who know not what we knewX
Of love and parting in exceeding painL2
Of parting hopeless here to meet againE
Hopeless on earth and heaven is out of viewX
But by my heart of love laid bare to youX
My love that you can make not void nor vainL2
Love that foregoes you but to claim anewX
Beyond this passage of the gate of deathE2
I charge you at the Judgment make it plainL2
My love of you was life and not a breathE2
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Amor che ne la mente mi ragiona DanteX
Amor vien nel bel viso di costei PetrarcaQ
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If there be any one can take my placeK2
And make you happy whom I grieve to grieveM2
Think not that I can grudge it but believeM2
I do commend you to that nobler graceK2
That readier wit than mine that sweeter faceK2
Yea since your riches make me rich conceiveM2
I too am crown'd while bridal crowns I weaveM2
And thread the bridal dance with jocund paceK2
For if I did not love you it might beI
That I should grudge you some one dear delightX
But since the heart is yours that was mine ownO
Your pleasure is my pleasure right my rightX
Your honourable freedom makes me freeI
And you companion'd I am not aloneO
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E drizzeremo gli occhi al Primo Amore DanteX
Ma trovo peso non da le mie braccia PetrarcaQ
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If I could trust mine own self with your fateX
Shall I not rather trust it in God's handX
Without Whose Will one lily doth not standX
Nor sparrow fall at his appointed dateX
Who numbereth the innumerable sandX
Who weighs the wind and water with a weightX
To Whom the world is neither small nor greatX
Whose knowledge foreknew every plan we plann'dX
Searching my heart for all that touches youX
I find there only love and love's goodwillN2
Helpless to help and impotent to doX
Of understanding dull of sight most dimC2
And therefore I commend you back to HimC2
Whose love your love's capacity can fillN2
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E la Sua Volontade egrave nostra pace DanteX
Sol con questi pensier con altre chiome PetrarcaQ
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Youth gone and beauty gone if ever thereF2
Dwelt beauty in so poor a face as thisK2
Youth gone and beauty what remains of blissK2
I will not bind fresh roses in my hairF2
To shame a cheek at best but little fairF2
Leave youth his roses who can bear a thornO2
I will not seek for blossoms anywhereF2
Except such common flowers as blow with cornO2
Youth gone and beauty gone what doth remainL2
The longing of a heart pent up forlornO2
A silent heart whose silence loves and longsK2
The silence of a heart which sang its songsK2
While youth and beauty made a summer mornO2
Silence of love that cannot sing againE

Christina Rossetti



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