Impressions Of Francois-marie Arouet (de Voltaire) Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: AB CDEBFBGHIJIKLH AB MG GL MBLGNL LOPQB RLRBL AO RL OS O BR| I | A |
| Phyllidula and the Spoils of Gouvernet | B |
| - | |
| Where Lady are the days | C |
| When you could go out in a hired hansom | D |
| Without footmen and equipments | E |
| And dine in a soggy cheap restaurant | B |
| Phyllidula now with your powdered Swiss footman | F |
| Clanking the door shut | B |
| and lying | G |
| And carpets from Savonnier and from Persia | H |
| And your new service at dinner | I |
| And plates from Germain | J |
| And cabinets and chests from Martin almost lacquer | I |
| And your white vases from Japan | K |
| And the lustre of diamonds | L |
| Etcetera etcetera and etcetera | H |
| - | |
| II | A |
| To Madame du Ch telet | B |
| - | |
| If you'd have me go on loving you | M |
| Give me back the time of the thing | G |
| - | |
| Will you give me dawn light at evening | G |
| Time has driven me out from the fine plaisaunces | L |
| - | |
| The parks with the swards all over dew | M |
| And grass going glassy with the light on it | B |
| The green stretches where love is and the grapes | L |
| Hang in yellow white and dark clusters ready for pressing | G |
| And if now we can't fit with our time of life | N |
| There is not much but its evil left us | L |
| - | |
| Life gives us two minutes two seasons | L |
| One to be dull in | O |
| Two deaths and to stop loving and being lovable | P |
| That is the real death | Q |
| The other is little beside it | B |
| - | |
| Crying after the follies gone by me | R |
| Quiet talking is all that is left us | L |
| Gentle talking not like the first talking less lively | R |
| And to follow after friendship as they call it | B |
| Weeping that we can follow naught else | L |
| - | |
| III | A |
| To Madame Lullin | O |
| - | |
| You'll wonder that an old man of eighty | R |
| Can go on writing you verses | L |
| - | |
| Grass showing under the snow | O |
| Birds singing late in the year | S |
| - | |
| And Tibullus could say of his death in his Latin | O |
| 'Delia I would look on you dying ' | - |
| - | |
| And Delia herself fading out | B |
| Forgetting even her beauty | R |
Ezra Pound
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