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

Rhyme Scheme: A B CDCDEEFFFFGG FFFFHHFIFIDD JFJFCCKFKFFF LFLFJJDFDFMM NCNCOOPCPCQQ DFDFPP C

Solea dalla fontana di mia vitaA
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MEMORY IS HIS ONLY SOLACE AND SUPPORTB
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I who was wont from life's best fountain farC
So long to wander searching land and seaD
Pursuing not my pleasure but my starC
And alway as Love knows who strengthen'd meD
Ready in bitter exile to departE
For hope and memory both then fed my heartE
Alas now wring my hands and to unkindF
And angry Fortune which away has reftF
That so sweet hope my armour have resign'dF
And memory only leftF
I feed my great desire on that aloneG
Whence frail and famish'd is my spirit grownG
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As haply by the way if want of foodF
Compel the traveller to relax his speedF
Losing that strength which first his steps enduedF
So feeling for my weary life the needF
Of that dear nourishment Death rudely stoleH
Leaving the world all bare and sad my soulH
From time to time fair pleasures pall my sweetF
To bitter turns fear rises and hopes failI
My course though brief that I shall e'er completeF
Cloudlike before the galeI
To win some resting place from rest I fleeD
If such indeed my doom so let it beD
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Never to mortal life could I inclineJ
Be witness Love with whom I parley oftF
Except for her who was its light and mineJ
And since below extinguish'd shines aloftF
The life in which I lived if lawful 'twereC
My chief desire would be to follow herC
But mine is ample cause of grief for IK
To see my future fate was ill suppliedF
This Love reveal'd within her beauteous eyeK
Elsewhere my hopes to guideF
Too late he dies disconsolate and sadF
Whom death a little earlier had made gladF
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In those bright eyes where wont my heart to dwellL
Until by envy my hard fortune stirr'dF
Rose from so rich a temple to expelL
Love with his proper hand had character'dF
In lines of pity what ere long I weenJ
The issue of my old desire had beenJ
Dying alone and not my life with meD
Comely and sweet it then had been to dieF
Leaving my life's best part unscathed and freeD
But now my fond hopes lieF
Dead in her silent dust a secret chillM
Shoots through me when I think that I live stillM
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If my poor intellect had but the forceN
To help my need and if no other lureC
Had led it from the plain and proper courseN
Upon my lady's brow 'twere easy sureC
To have read this truth Here all thy pleasure diesO
And hence thy lifelong trial dates its riseO
My spirit then had gently pass'd awayP
In her dear presence from all mortal careC
Freed from this troublesome and heavy clayP
Mounting before her whereC
Angels and saints prepared on high her placeQ
Whom I but follow now with slow sad paceQ
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My song if one there beD
Who in his love finds happiness and restF
Tell him this truth from meD
Die while thou still art bless'dF
For death betimes is comfort not dismayP
And who can rightly die needs no delayP
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MACGREGORC

Francesco Petrarca (petrarch)



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