To A Victor In A Game Of Pallone Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABCDEEFGAHIJJ KLMMNNOPQRPSS TUUVNWXYZA2A2B2C2 D2E2F2G2H2I2I2J2K2L2 M2N2N2 O2A2P2P2Q2SR2S2T2T2G U2U2| The face of glory and her pleasant voice | A |
| O fortunate youth now recognize | B |
| And how much nobler than effeminate sloth | C |
| Are manhood's tested energies | D |
| Take heed O generous champion take heed | E |
| If thou thy name by worthy thought or deed | E |
| From Time's all sweeping current couldst redeem | F |
| Take heed and lift thy heart to high desires | G |
| The amphitheatre's applause the public voice | A |
| Now summon thee to deeds illustrious | H |
| Exulting in thy lusty youth | I |
| In thee to day thy country dear | J |
| Beholds her heroes old again appear | J |
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| His hand was ne'er with blood barbaric stained | K |
| At Marathon | L |
| Who on the plain of Elis could behold | M |
| The naked athletes and the wrestlers bold | M |
| And feel no glow of emulous zeal within | N |
| The laurel wreath of victory to win | N |
| And he who in Alph us stream did wash | O |
| The dusty manes and foaming flanks | P |
| Of his victorious mares he best could lead | Q |
| The Grecian banners and the Grecian swords | R |
| Against the flying panic stricken ranks | P |
| Of Medes who dying Asia's shore | S |
| And great Euphrates will behold no more | S |
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| And will you call that vain which seeks | T |
| The latent sparks of virtue to evolve | U |
| Or animate anew to high resolve | U |
| The drooping fervor of our weary souls | V |
| What but a game have mortal works e'er been | N |
| Since Phoebus first his weary wheels did urge | W |
| And is not truth no less than falsehood vain | X |
| And yet with pleasing phantoms fleeting shows | Y |
| Nature herself to our relief has come | Z |
| And custom aiding nature still must strive | A2 |
| These strong illusions to revive | A2 |
| Or else all thirst for noble deeds is gone | B2 |
| Is lost in sloth and blind oblivion | C2 |
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| The time may come perchance when midst | D2 |
| The ruins of Italian palaces | E2 |
| Will herds of cattle graze | F2 |
| And all the seven hills the plough will feel | G2 |
| Not many years will have elapsed perchance | H2 |
| E'er all the towns of Italy | I2 |
| Will the abode of foxes be | I2 |
| And dark groves murmur 'mid the lofty walls | J2 |
| Unless the Fates from our perverted minds | K2 |
| Remove this sad oblivion of the Past | L2 |
| And heaven by grateful memories appeased | M2 |
| Relenting in the hour of our despair | N2 |
| The abject nations ripe for slaughter spare | N2 |
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| But thou O worthy youth wouldst grieve | O2 |
| Thy wretched country to survive | A2 |
| Thou once through her mightst have acquired renown | P2 |
| When on her brow she wore the glittering crown | P2 |
| Now lost Our fault and Fate's That time is o'er | Q2 |
| Ah such a mother who could honor more | S |
| But for thyself O lift thy thoughts on high | R2 |
| What is our life A thing to be despised | S2 |
| Least wretched when with perils so beset | T2 |
| It must perforce its wretched self forget | T2 |
| Nor heed the flight of slow paced worthless hours | G |
| Or when to Lethe's dismal shore impelled | U2 |
| It hath once more the light of day beheld | U2 |
Count Giacomo Leopardi
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