The Last Giustianini Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: ABACDE FGFGHH IJIJKK LMLMNL OPQPR RGRGBB STSUV BWBWXX OYZYVV XKXKA2B2 C2VC2VD2D2 E2OE2OD

O WIFE wife wife As if the sacred nameA
Could weary one with saying Once againB
Laying against my brow your lips' soft flameA
Join with me Sweetest in love's new refrainC
Since the whole music of my late found lifeD
Is that we call each other 'husband wife 'E
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And yet stand back and let your cloth of goldF
Straighten its sumptuous lines from waist to kneeG
And flowing firmly outward fold on foldF
Invest your slim young form with majestyG
As when in those calm bridal robes arrayedH
You stood beside me and I was afraidH
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I was afraid O sweetness whiteness youthI
Best gift of God I feared you I indeedJ
For whom all womanhood has been forsoothI
Summed up in the sole Virgin of the CreedJ
I thought that day our Lady's self stood thereK
And bound herself to me with vow and prayerK
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Ah yes that day I sat remember wellL
Half crook'd above a missal and laid inM
The gold leaf slowly silence in my cellL
The picture Satan tempting Christ to sinM
Upon the mount's blue pointed pinnacleN
The world outspread beneath as fair as hellL
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When suddenly they summoned me I stoodO
Abashed before the Abbot who reclinedP
Full bellied in his chair beneath the roodQ
And roseate with having lately dinedP
And then I standing there abashed he saidR
'The house of Giustiniani all lie dead '-
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It scarcely seemed to touch me I had ledR
A grated life so long that overseaG
My kinsmen in their knighthood should lie deadR
Nor that this sudden death should set me freeG
Me the last Giustiniani well what thenB
A monk The Giustiniani had been menB
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So when the Abbot said 'The state decreesS
That you the latest scion of the houseT
Which died in vain for Venice overseasS
Should be exempted from your sacred vowsU
And straightway when you leave this cloistered placeV
Take wife and add new honors to the race '-
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I hardly heard him would have crept againB
To the warped missal but he snatched a swordW
And girded me and all the heart of menB
Rushed through me as he laughed and hailed me lordW
And with my hand upon the hilt I criedX
'Viva San Marco ' like my kin who diedX
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But straightway when a new made knight I stoodO
Beneath the bridal arch and saw you comeY
A certain monkish warping of the bloodZ
Ran up and struck the man's heart in me dumbY
I breathed an Ave to our Lady's graceV
And did not dare to look upon your faceV
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And when we swept the waters side by sideX
With timbrelled gladness clashing on the airK
I trembled at your image in the tideX
And warded off the devil with a prayerK
Still seeming in a golden dream to moveA2
Through fiendish labyrinths of forbidden loveB2
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But when they left us and we stood aloneC2
I the last Giustiniani face to faceV
With your unvisioned beauty made my ownC2
In this the last strange bridal of our raceV
And looking up at last to meet your eyesD2
Saw in their depths the star of love ariseD2
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Ah then the monk's garb shrivelled from my heartE2
And left me man to face your womanhoodO
Without a prayer to keep our lips apartE2
I turned about and kissed you where you stoodO
And gathering all the gladness of my lifeD
Into a new found word I called you 'wife '-

Edith Wharton



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