Love And Death Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

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Children of Fate in the same breathA
Created were they Love and DeathA
Such fair creations ne'er were seenB
Or here below or in the heaven sereneB
The first the source of happinessC
The fount whence flows the greatest blissD
That in the sea of being e'er is foundE
The last each sorrow gently lullsF
Each harsh decree of Fate annulsF
Fair child with beauty crownedE
Sweet to behold not suchG
As cowards paint her in their frightH
She in young Love's companionshipI
Doth often take delightH
As they o'er mortal paths together flyJ
Chief comforters of every loyal heartK
Nor ever is the heart more wiseF
Than when Love smites it nor defiesF
More scornfully life's miseryL
And for no other lordM
Will it all dangers face so readilyL
When thou thy aid dost lendN
O Love is courage born or it revivesF
And wise in deeds the race of man becomesF
And not as it is proneO
In fruitless thought aloneO
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And when first in our being's depthP
This passion deep is bornQ
Though happy we are still forlornQ
A languor strange doth o'er us stealR
A strange desire of death we feelR
I know not why but such we ever proveS
The first effect of true and potent loveT
It may be that this wildernessF
Then first appals our sightH
And earth henceforth to us a dreary wasteU
Appears without that new supreme delightH
That in our thought is fondly tracedU
And yet our hearts foreboding feel the stormV
Within that it may cause the miseryL
We long for rest we long to fleeL
Hoping some friendly haven may be foundE
Of refuge from the fierce desireW
That raging roaring darkens all aroundE
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And when this formidable powerW
Hath his whole soul possessedX
And raging care will give his heart no restX
How many times imploredM
With most intense desireW
Art thou O Death by the poor wretch forlornQ
How oft at eve how oft at dawnY
His weary frame upon the couch he throwsF
Too happy if he never roseF
In hopeless conflict with his painZ
Nor e'er beheld the bitter light againA2
And oft at sound of funeral bellB2
And solemn chant that guidesF
Departed souls unto eternal restX
With sighs most ardent from his inmost breastX
How hath he envied himC2
Who with the dead has gone to dwellB2
The very humblest of his kindD2
The simple rustic hind who knowsF
No charm that knowledge givesF
The lowliest country lass that livesF
Who at the very thought of deathA
Doth feel her hair in horror riseF
Will calmly face its agoniesF
Upon the terrors of the tomb will gazeF
With fixed undaunted lookE2
Will o'er the steel and poison broodF2
In meditative moodF2
And in her narrow mindD2
The kindly charm of dying comprehendN
So much the discipline of LoveT
Hath unto Death all hearts inclinedD2
Full often when this inward woeG2
Such pass has reached as mortal strengthH2
No longer can endureI2
The feeble body yields at lengthH2
To its fierce blows and timely thenA2
Benignant Death her friendly power doth showG2
Or else Love drives her hapless victims soG2
Alike the simple clownJ2
And tender country lassF
That on themselves their desperate hands they layK2
And so are borne unto the shades belowG2
The world but laughs at their distressF
Whom heaven with peace and length of days doth blessF
To fervid happy restless soulsF
May fate the one or other still concedeL2
Sweet sovereigns friendly to our raceF
Whose power throughout the universeF
Such miracles hath wroughtM2
As naught resembles nor can aughtM2
Save that of Fate itself exceedM2
And thou whom from my earliest yearsF
Still honored I invokeN2
O lovely Death the only friendM2
Of sufferers in this vale of tearsF
If I have ever soughtM2
Thy princely state to vindicateM2
From the affronts of the ungrateful crowdM2
Do not delay incline thy earO2
Unto thy weary suppliant hereO2
These sad eyes close forever to the lightM2
And let me rest in peace sereneB
O thou of all the ages QueenB
Me surely wilt thou find whate'er the hourW
When thou thy wings unfoldest to my prayerP2
With front erect the cruel powerW
Defying still of FateM2
Nor will I praise in fulsome moodM2
The scourging hand that with my bloodM2
The blood of innocence is stainedM2
Nor bless it as the human raceF
Is wont through custom old and baseF
Each empty hope with which the worldM2
Itself and children would beguileQ2
I'll cast aside each comfort false and vileQ2
In thee alone my hope I'll placeF
Thou welcome minister of graceF
In that sole thought supremely blestM2
That day when my unconscious headM2
May on thy virgin bosom restM2

Count Giacomo Leopardi



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