A Masque Of Venice Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: A BCBDCCD EFEGFFG HFHIFFI JFJEFFE EKELMKN OPOFPPF EFEFFFF QEQREER STSFTTF EFEAFFA| A Dream | A |
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| Not a stain | B |
| In the sun brimmed sapphire cup that is the sky | C |
| Not a ripple on the black translucent lane | B |
| Of the palace walled lagoon | D |
| Not a cry | C |
| As the gondoliers with velvet oar glide by | C |
| Through the golden afternoon | D |
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| From this height | E |
| Where the carved age yellowed balcony o'erjuts | F |
| Yonder liquid marble pavement see the light | E |
| Shimmer soft beneath the bridge | G |
| That abuts | F |
| On a labyrinth of water ways and shuts | F |
| Half their sky off with its ridge | G |
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| We shall mark | H |
| All the pageant from this ivory porch of ours | F |
| Masques and jesters mimes and minstrels while we hark | H |
| To their music as they fare | I |
| Scent their flowers | F |
| Flung from boat to boat in rainbow radiant showers | F |
| Through the laughter ringing air | I |
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| See they come | J |
| Like a flock of serpent throated black plumed swans | F |
| With the mandoline viol and the drum | J |
| Gems afire on arms ungloved | E |
| Fluttering fans | F |
| Floating mantles like a great moth's streaky vans | F |
| Such as Veronese loved | E |
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| But behold | E |
| In their midst a white unruffled swan appear | K |
| One strange barge that snowy tapestries enfold | E |
| White its tasseled silver prow | L |
| Who is here | M |
| Prince of Love in masquerade or Prince of Fear | K |
| Clad in glittering silken snow | N |
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| Cheek and chin | O |
| Where the mask's edge stops are of the hoar frosts hue | P |
| And no eyebeams seem to sparkle from within | O |
| Where the hollow rings have place | F |
| Yon gay crew | P |
| Seem to fly him he seems ever to pursue | P |
| 'T is our sport to watch the race | F |
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| At his side | E |
| Stands the goldenest of beauties from her glance | F |
| From her forehead shines the splendor of a bride | E |
| And her feet seem shod with wings | F |
| To entrance | F |
| For she leaps into a wild and rhythmic dance | F |
| Like Salome at the King's | F |
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| 'T is his aim | Q |
| Just to hold to clasp her once against his breast | E |
| Hers to flee him to elude him in the game | Q |
| Ah she fears him overmuch | R |
| Is it jest | E |
| Is it earnest a strange riddle lurks half guessed | E |
| In her horror of his touch | R |
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| For each time | S |
| That his snow white fingers reach her fades some ray | T |
| From the glory of her beauty in its prime | S |
| And the knowledge grows upon us that the dance | F |
| Is no play | T |
| 'Twixt the pale mysterious lover and the fay | T |
| But the whirl of fate and chance | F |
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| Where the tide | E |
| Of the broad lagoon sinks plumb into the sea | F |
| There the mystic gondolier hath won his bride | E |
| Hark one helpless stifled scream | A |
| Must it be | F |
| Mimes and minstrels flowers and music where are ye | F |
| Was all Venice such a dream | A |
Emma Lazarus
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