To Laura In Death. Canzone Iv Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: A B CDCEEFGFGHIIHJJ KLKLLMNMOPQQPAA REREEASASTUUTVV WAWAAEGEGXYYXZZ A2EA2EEB2RB2RC2D2D2C 2E2E2 XKXKKF2QF2QG2VVG2H2H 2 I2J2I2J2J2K2L2K2L2C2 M2LC2GG N2O2N2O2EEAA A

Tacer non posso e temo non adopreA
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HE RECALLS HER MANY GRACESB
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Fain would I speak too long has silence seal'dC
Lips that would gladly with my full heart moveD
With one consent and yieldC
Homage to her who listens from aboveE
Yet how can I without thy prompting LoveE
With mortal words e'er equal things divineF
And picture faithfullyG
The high humility whose chosen shrineF
Was that fair prison whence she now is freeG
Which held erewhile her gentle spirit whenH
So in my conscious heart her power beganI
That instantly I ranI
Alike o' th' year and me 'twas April thenH
From these gay meadows round sweet flowers to bindJ
Hoping rich pleasure at her eyes to findJ
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The walls were alabaster the roof goldK
Ivory the doors the sapphire windows lentL
Whence on my heart of oldK
Its earliest sigh as shall my last was sentL
In arrowy jets of fire thence came and wentL
Arm'd messengers of love whereof to thinkM
As then they were with aweN
Though now for them with laurel crown'd I shrinkM
Of one rare diamond square without a flawO
High in the midst a stately throne was placedP
Where sat the lovely lady all aloneQ
In front a column shoneQ
Of crystal and thereon each thought was tracedP
In characters so clear and quick and trueA
By turns it gladden'd me and grieved to viewA
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To weapons such as these sharp burning brightR
To the green glorious banner waved aboveE
'Gainst which would fail in fightR
Mars Polypheme Apollo mighty JoveE
While still my sorrow fresh and verdant throveE
I stood defenceless doom'd her easy preyA
She led me as she choseS
Whence to escape I knew nor art nor wayA
But as a friend who haply grieves yet goesS
Sees something still to lure his eyes and heartT
Just so on her for whom I am in thrallU
Sole perfect work of allU
That graced her age unable to departT
With such desire my rapt regards I setV
As soon myself and misery to forgetV
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On earth myself my heart in Eden dweltW
Lost in sweet Lethe every other careA
As my live frame I feltW
To marble turn watching that wonder rareA
When old in years but youthful still in airA
A lady briefly quietly drew nighE
And thus beholding meG
With reverent aspect and admiring eyeE
Kind offer made my counsellor to beG
My power she said is more than mortals knowX
Lighter than air I in an instant makeY
Their hearts exult or acheY
I loose and bind whate'er is seen belowX
Thine eyes upon that sun as eagles' bendZ
But to my words with willing ears attendZ
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The day when she was born the stars that winA2
Prosperity for man shone bright aboveE
Their high glad homes withinA2
Each on the other smiled with gratulant loveE
Fair Venus and with gentle aspect JoveE
The beautiful and lordly mansions heldB2
Seem'd as each adverse lightR
Throughout all heaven was darken'd and dispell'dB2
The sun ne'er look'd upon a day so brightR
The air and earth rejoiced the waves had restC2
By lake and river and o'er ocean greenD2
'Mid the enchanting sceneD2
One distant cloud alone my thought distress'dC2
Lest sometime it might be of tears the sourceE2
Unless kind Heaven should elsewhere turn its courseE2
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When first she enter'd on this life belowX
Which to say sooth not worthy was to holdK
'Twas strange to see her soX
Angelical and dear in baby mouldK
A snowy pearl she seem'd in finest goldK
Next as she crawl'd or totter'd with short paceF2
Wood water earth and stoneQ
Grew green and clear and soft with livelier graceF2
The sward beneath her feet and fingers shoneQ
With flowers the champain to her bright eyes smiledG2
At her sweet voice babbling through lips that yetV
From Love's own fount were wetV
The hoarse wind silent grew the tempest mildG2
Thus clearly showing to the dull blind worldH2
How much in her was heaven's own light unfurl'dH2
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At length her life's third flowery epoch wonI2
She year by year so grew in charms and worthJ2
That ne'er methinks the sunI2
Such gracefulness and beauty saw on earthJ2
Her eyes so full of modesty and mirthJ2
Music and welcome on her words so hungK2
That mute in her high praiseL2
Which thine alone may sound is every tongueK2
So bright her countenance with heavenly raysL2
Not long thy dazzled vision there may restC2
From this her fair and fleshly tenementM2
Such fire through thine is sentL
Though gentler never kindled human breastC2
That yet I fear her sudden flight may beG
Too soon the cause of bitter grief to theeG
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This said she turn'd her to the rapid wheelN2
Whereon she winds of mortal life the threadO2
Too true did she revealN2
The doom of woe which darken'd o'er my headO2
A few brief years flew byE
When she for whom I so desire to dieE
By black and pitiless Death who could not slayA
A fairer form than hers was snatch'd awayA
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MACGREGORA

Francesco Petrarca (petrarch)



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