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| A | |
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| Lo d igrave che han detto a' dolci amici addio Dante | B |
| Amor con quanto sforzo oggi mi vinci Petrarca | C |
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| Come back to me who wait and watch for you | D |
| Or come not yet for it is over then | E |
| And long it is before you come again | E |
| So far between my pleasures are and few | D |
| While when you come not what I do I do | D |
| Thinking Now when he comes my sweetest when | E |
| For one man is my world of all the men | E |
| This wide world holds O love my world is you | D |
| Howbeit to meet you grows almost a pang | F |
| Because the pang of parting comes so soon | G |
| My hope hangs waning waxing like a moon | G |
| Between the heavenly days on which we meet | H |
| Ah me but where are now the songs I sang | F |
| When life was sweet because you call'd them sweet | H |
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| Era gi agrave ora che volge il desio Dante | B |
| Ricorro al tempo ch' io vi vidi prima Petrarca | C |
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| I wish I could remember that first day | B |
| First hour first moment of your meeting me | I |
| If bright or dim the season it might be | I |
| Summer or winter for aught I can say | B |
| So unrecorded did it slip away | B |
| So blind was I to see and to foresee | I |
| So dull to mark the budding of my tree | I |
| That would not blossom yet for many a May | B |
| If only I could recollect it such | J |
| A day of days I let it come and go | K |
| As traceless as a thaw of bygone snow | K |
| It seem'd to mean so little meant so much | J |
| If only now I could recall that touch | J |
| First touch of hand in hand Did one but know | K |
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| O ombre vane fuor che ne l'aspetto Dante | B |
| Immaginata guida la conduce Petrarca | C |
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| I dream of you to wake would that I might | L |
| Dream of you and not wake but slumber on | M |
| Nor find with dreams the dear companion gone | N |
| As summer ended summer birds take flight | L |
| In happy dreams I hold you full in sight | L |
| I blush again who waking look so wan | M |
| Brighter than sunniest day that ever shone | O |
| In happy dreams your smile makes day of night | L |
| Thus only in a dream we are at one | P |
| Thus only in a dream we give and take | Q |
| The faith that maketh rich who take or give | R |
| If thus to sleep is sweeter than to wake | Q |
| To die were surely sweeter than to live | S |
| Though there be nothing new beneath the sun | P |
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| Poca favilla gran fliamma seconda Dante | B |
| Ogni altra cosa ogni pensier va fore | T |
| E sol ivi con voi rimansi amore Petrarca | C |
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| I lov'd you first but afterwards your love | U |
| Outsoaring mine sang such a loftier song | V |
| As drown'd the friendly cooings of my dove | U |
| Which owes the other most my love was long | V |
| And yours one moment seem'd to wax more strong | V |
| I lov'd and guess'd at you you construed me | I |
| And lov'd me for what might or might not be | I |
| Nay weights and measures do us both a wrong | V |
| For verily love knows not mine or thine | W |
| With separate I and thou free love has done | P |
| For one is both and both are one in love | U |
| Rich love knows nought of thine that is not mine | W |
| Both have the strength and both the length thereof | U |
| Both of us of the love which makes us one | P |
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| Amor che a nullo amato amar perdona Dante | B |
| Amor m'addusse in s igrave gioiosa spene Petrarca | C |
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| O my heart's heart and you who are to me | I |
| More than myself myself God be with you | D |
| Keep you in strong obedience leal and true | D |
| To Him whose noble service setteth free | I |
| Give you all good we see or can foresee | I |
| Make your joys many and your sorrows few | D |
| Bless you in what you bear and what you do | D |
| Yea perfect you as He would have you be | I |
| So much for you but what for me dear friend | X |
| To love you without stint and all I can | Y |
| Today tomorrow world without an end | X |
| To love you much and yet to love you more | T |
| As Jordan at his flood sweeps either shore | T |
| Since woman is the helpmeet made for man | Y |
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| Or puoi la quantitate | X |
| Comprender de l'amor che a te mi scalda Dante | X |
| Non vo' che da tal nodo mi scioglia Petrarca | C |
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| Trust me I have not earn'd your dear rebuke | Z |
| I love as you would have me God the most | X |
| Would lose not Him but you must one be lost | X |
| Nor with Lot's wife cast back a faithless look | A2 |
| Unready to forego what I forsook | A2 |
| This say I having counted up the cost | X |
| This though I be the feeblest of God's host | X |
| The sorriest sheep Christ shepherds with His crook | A2 |
| Yet while I love my God the most I deem | B2 |
| That I can never love you overmuch | J |
| I love Him more so let me love you too | X |
| Yea as I apprehend it love is such | J |
| I cannot love you if I love not Him | C2 |
| I cannot love Him if I love not you | X |
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| Qui primavera sempre ed ogni frutto Dante | X |
| Ragionando con meco ed io con lui Petrarca | C |
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| Love me for I love you and answer me | I |
| Love me for I love you so shall we stand | X |
| As happy equals in the flowering land | X |
| Of love that knows not a dividing sea | I |
| Love builds the house on rock and not on sand | X |
| Love laughs what while the winds rave desperately | I |
| And who hath found love's citadel unmann'd | X |
| And who hath held in bonds love's liberty | I |
| My heart's a coward though my words are brave | D2 |
| We meet so seldom yet we surely part | X |
| So often there's a problem for your art | X |
| Still I find comfort in his Book who saith | E2 |
| Though jealousy be cruel as the grave | D2 |
| And death be strong yet love is strong as death | E2 |
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| Come dicesse a Dio D'altro non calme Dante | X |
| Spero trovar piet agrave non che perdono Petrarca | C |
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| I if I perish perish Esther spake | Q |
| And bride of life or death she made her fair | F2 |
| In all the lustre of her perfum'd hair | F2 |
| And smiles that kindle longing but to slake | Q |
| She put on pomp of loveliness to take | Q |
| Her husband through his eyes at unaware | F2 |
| She spread abroad her beauty for a snare | F2 |
| Harmless as doves and subtle as a snake | Q |
| She trapp'd him with one mesh of silken hair | F2 |
| She vanquish'd him by wisdom of her wit | X |
| And built her people's house that it should stand | X |
| If I might take my life so in my hand | X |
| And for my love to Love put up my prayer | F2 |
| And for love's sake by Love be granted it | X |
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| O dignitosa coscienza e netta Dante | X |
| Spirto pi ugrave acceso di virtuti ardenti Petrarca | Q |
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| Thinking of you and all that was and all | G2 |
| That might have been and now can never be | I |
| I feel your honour'd excellence and see | I |
| Myself unworthy of the happier call | G2 |
| For woe is me who walk so apt to fall | G2 |
| So apt to shrink afraid so apt to flee | I |
| Apt to lie down and die ah woe is me | I |
| Faithless and hopeless turning to the wall | G2 |
| And yet not hopeless quite nor faithless quite | X |
| Because not loveless love may toil all night | X |
| But take at morning wrestle till the break | Q |
| Of day but then wield power with God and man | Y |
| So take I heart of grace as best I can | Y |
| Ready to spend and be spent for your sake | Q |
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| Con miglior corso e con migliore stella Dante | X |
| La vita fugge e non s'arresta un' ora Petrarca | Q |
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| Time flies hope flags life plies a wearied wing | Q |
| Death following hard on life gains ground apace | H2 |
| Faith runs with each and rears an eager face | H2 |
| Outruns the rest makes light of everything | Q |
| Spurns earth and still finds breath to pray and sing | Q |
| While love ahead of all uplifts his praise | I2 |
| Still asks for grace and still gives thanks for grace | H2 |
| Content with all day brings and night will bring | Q |
| Life wanes and when love folds his wings above | U |
| Tired hope and less we feel his conscious pulse | J2 |
| Let us go fall asleep dear friend in peace | K2 |
| A little while and age and sorrow cease | K2 |
| A little while and life reborn annuls | K2 |
| Loss and decay and death and all is love | U |
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| Vien dietro a me e lascia dir le genti Dante | X |
| Contando i casi della vita nostra Petrarca | Q |
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| Many in aftertimes will say of you | X |
| He lov'd her while of me what will they say | X |
| Not that I lov'd you more than just in play | X |
| For fashion's sake as idle women do | X |
| Even let them prate who know not what we knew | X |
| Of love and parting in exceeding pain | L2 |
| Of parting hopeless here to meet again | E |
| Hopeless on earth and heaven is out of view | X |
| But by my heart of love laid bare to you | X |
| My love that you can make not void nor vain | L2 |
| Love that foregoes you but to claim anew | X |
| Beyond this passage of the gate of death | E2 |
| I charge you at the Judgment make it plain | L2 |
| My love of you was life and not a breath | E2 |
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| Amor che ne la mente mi ragiona Dante | X |
| Amor vien nel bel viso di costei Petrarca | Q |
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| If there be any one can take my place | K2 |
| And make you happy whom I grieve to grieve | M2 |
| Think not that I can grudge it but believe | M2 |
| I do commend you to that nobler grace | K2 |
| That readier wit than mine that sweeter face | K2 |
| Yea since your riches make me rich conceive | M2 |
| I too am crown'd while bridal crowns I weave | M2 |
| And thread the bridal dance with jocund pace | K2 |
| For if I did not love you it might be | I |
| That I should grudge you some one dear delight | X |
| But since the heart is yours that was mine own | O |
| Your pleasure is my pleasure right my right | X |
| Your honourable freedom makes me free | I |
| And you companion'd I am not alone | O |
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| E drizzeremo gli occhi al Primo Amore Dante | X |
| Ma trovo peso non da le mie braccia Petrarca | Q |
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| If I could trust mine own self with your fate | X |
| Shall I not rather trust it in God's hand | X |
| Without Whose Will one lily doth not stand | X |
| Nor sparrow fall at his appointed date | X |
| Who numbereth the innumerable sand | X |
| Who weighs the wind and water with a weight | X |
| To Whom the world is neither small nor great | X |
| Whose knowledge foreknew every plan we plann'd | X |
| Searching my heart for all that touches you | X |
| I find there only love and love's goodwill | N2 |
| Helpless to help and impotent to do | X |
| Of understanding dull of sight most dim | C2 |
| And therefore I commend you back to Him | C2 |
| Whose love your love's capacity can fill | N2 |
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| E la Sua Volontade egrave nostra pace Dante | X |
| Sol con questi pensier con altre chiome Petrarca | Q |
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| Youth gone and beauty gone if ever there | F2 |
| Dwelt beauty in so poor a face as this | K2 |
| Youth gone and beauty what remains of bliss | K2 |
| I will not bind fresh roses in my hair | F2 |
| To shame a cheek at best but little fair | F2 |
| Leave youth his roses who can bear a thorn | O2 |
| I will not seek for blossoms anywhere | F2 |
| Except such common flowers as blow with corn | O2 |
| Youth gone and beauty gone what doth remain | L2 |
| The longing of a heart pent up forlorn | O2 |
| A silent heart whose silence loves and longs | K2 |
| The silence of a heart which sang its songs | K2 |
| While youth and beauty made a summer morn | O2 |
| Silence of love that cannot sing again | E |
Christina Rossetti
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