Her Monument, The Image Cut Thereon Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: A BBCDEFGHA BIJAIKAHABAL BMNHJAAAA OAPFAQRSAI TAUAAVAM IAWXAAAAAFROM THE ITALIAN OF LEOPARDI | A |
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Such wast thou | B |
Who art now | B |
But buried dust and rusted skeleton | C |
Above the bones and mire | D |
Motionless placed in vain | E |
Mute mirror of the flight of speeding years | F |
Sole guard of grief | G |
Sole guard of memory | H |
Standeth this image of the beauty sped | A |
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O glance when thou wast still as thou art now | B |
How hast thou set the fire | I |
A tremble in men's veins lip curved high | J |
To mind me of some urn of full delight | A |
O throat girt round of old with swift desire | I |
O palms of Love that in your wonted ways | K |
Not once but many a day | A |
Felt hands turn ice a sudden touching ye | H |
That ye were once of all the grace ye had | A |
That which remaineth now | B |
Shameful most sad | A |
Finds 'neath this rock fit mould fit resting place | L |
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And still when fate recalleth | B |
Even that semblance that appears amongst us | M |
Is like to heaven's most 'live imagining | N |
All all our life's eternal mystery | H |
To day on high | J |
Mounts from our mighty thoughts and from the fount | A |
Of sense untellable Beauty | A |
That seems to be some quivering splendour cast | A |
By the immortal nature on this quicksand | A |
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And by surhuman fates | O |
Given to mortal state | A |
To be a sign and an hope made secure | P |
Of blissful kingdoms and the aureate spheres | F |
And on the morrow by some lightsome twist | A |
Shameful in sight abject abominable | Q |
All this angelic aspect can return | R |
And be but what it was | S |
With all the admirable concepts that moved from it | A |
Swept from the mind with it in its departure | I |
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Infinite things desired lofty visions | T |
'Got on desirous thoughts by natural virtue | A |
And the wise concord whence through delicious seas | U |
The arcane spirit of the whole Mankind | A |
Turns hardy pilot and if one wrong note | A |
Strike the tympanum | V |
Instantly | A |
That paradise is hurled to nothingness | M |
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O mortal nature | I |
If thou art | A |
Frail and so vile in all | W |
How canst thou reach so high with thy poor sense | X |
Yet if thou art | A |
Noble in any part | A |
How is the noblest of thy speech and thought | A |
So lightly wrought | A |
Or to such base occasion lit and quenched | A |
Ezra Pound
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