On The Portrait Of A Beautiful Woman, Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: A BCDEBEFFGHGIBJKKFLMD M NOOPFQFRSFTFUTFFVFWX FFRYPPFFYZZY FA2RRFB2FB2

CARVED ON HER MONUMENTA
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Such wast thou now in earth belowB
Dust and a skeleton thou artC
Above thy bones and clayD
Here vainly placed by loving handsE
Sole guardian of memory and woeB
The image of departed beauty standsE
Mute motionless it seems with pensive gazeF
To watch the flight of the departing daysF
That gentle look that wheresoe'er it fellG
As now it seems to fallH
Held fast the gazer with its magic spellG
That lip from which as from some copious urnI
Redundant pleasure seems to overflowB
That neck on which love once so fondly hungJ
That loving hand whose tender pressure stillK
The hand it clasped with trembling joy would thrillK
That bosom whose transparent lovelinessF
The color from the gazer's cheek would stealL
All these have been and now remains aloneM
A wretched heap of bones and clayD
Concealed from sight by this benignant stoneM
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To this hath Fate reducedN
The form that when with life it beamedO
To us heaven's liveliest image seemedO
O Nature's endless mysteryP
To day of grand and lofty thoughts the sourceF
And feelings not to be describedQ
Beauty rules all and seemsF
Like some mysterious splendor from on highR
Forth darted to illuminateS
This dreary wildernessF
Of superhuman fateT
Of fortunate realms and golden worldsF
A token and a hope secureU
To give our mortal stateT
To morrow for some trivial causeF
Loathsome to sight abominable baseF
Becomes what but a little time beforeV
Wore such an angel faceF
And from our minds in the same breathW
The grand conception it inspiredX
Swift vanishes and leaves no traceF
What infinite desiresF
What visions grand and highR
In our exalted thoughtY
With magic power creates true harmonyP
O'er a delicious and mysterious seaP
The exulting spirit glidesF
As some bold swimmer sports in Ocean's tidesF
But oh the mischief that is wroughtY
If but one accent out of tuneZ
Assaults the ear Alas how soonZ
Our paradise is turned to naughtY
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O human nature why is thisF
If frail and vile throughoutA2
If shadow dust thou art say whyR
Hast thou such fancies aspirations highR
And yet if framed for nobler endsF
Alas why are we doomedB2
To see our highest motives truest thoughtsF
By such base causes kindled and consumedB2

Count Giacomo Leopardi



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