To Laura In Death. Sestina I Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: A A BCDEFG GBFCED DGEBCF FDCGBE EFBDGC CEGFDB BCDEFG GBFCED DGEBAF FDCGBE EFBDGC CEGFDB CEG H| Mia benigna fortuna e 'l viver lieto | A |
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| IN HIS MISERY HE DESIRES DEATH THE MORE HE REMEMBERS HIS PAST CONTENTMENT AND COMFORT | A |
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| My favouring fortune and my life of joy | B |
| My days so cloudless and my tranquil nights | C |
| The tender sigh the pleasing power of song | D |
| Which gently wont to sound in verse and rhyme | E |
| Suddenly darken'd into grief and tears | F |
| Make me hate life and inly pray for death | G |
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| O cruel grim inexorable Death | G |
| How hast thou dried my every source of joy | B |
| And left me to drag on a life of tears | F |
| Through darkling days and melancholy nights | C |
| My heavy sighs no longer meet in rhyme | E |
| And my hard martyrdom exceeds all song | D |
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| Where now is vanish'd my once amorous song | D |
| To talk of anger and to treat with death | G |
| Where the fond verses where the happy rhyme | E |
| Welcomed by gentle hearts with pensive joy | B |
| Where now Love's communings that cheer'd my nights | C |
| My sole theme my one thought is now but tears | F |
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| Erewhile to my desire so sweet were tears | F |
| Their tenderness refined my else rude song | D |
| And made me wake and watch the livelong nights | C |
| But sorrow now to me is worse than death | G |
| Since lost for aye that look of modest joy | B |
| The lofty subject of my lowly rhyme | E |
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| Love in those bright eyes to my ready rhyme | E |
| Gave a fair theme now changed alas to tears | F |
| With grief remembering that time of joy | B |
| My changed thoughts issue find in other song | D |
| Evermore thee beseeching pallid Death | G |
| To snatch and save me from these painful nights | C |
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| Sleep has departed from my anguish'd nights | C |
| Music is absent from my rugged rhyme | E |
| Which knows not now to sound of aught but death | G |
| Its notes so thrilling once all turn'd to tears | F |
| Love knows not in his reign such varied song | D |
| As full of sadness now as then of joy | B |
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| Man lived not then so crown'd as I with joy | B |
| Man lives not now such wretched days and nights | C |
| And my full festering grief but swells the song | D |
| Which from my bosom draws the mournful rhyme | E |
| I lived in hope who now live but in tears | F |
| Nor against death have other hope save death | G |
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| Me Death in her has kill'd and only Death | G |
| Can to my sight restore that face of joy | B |
| Which pleasant made to me e'en sighs and tears | F |
| Balmy the air and dewy soft the nights | C |
| Wherein my choicest thoughts I gave to rhyme | E |
| While Love inspirited my feeble song | D |
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| Would that such power as erst graced Orpheus' song | D |
| Were mine to win my Laura back from death | G |
| As he Eurydice without a rhyme | E |
| Then would I live in best excess of joy | B |
| Or that denied me soon may some sad night | A |
| Close for me ever these twin founts of tears | F |
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| Love I have told with late and early tears | F |
| My grievous injuries in doleful song | D |
| Not that I hope from thee less cruel nights | C |
| And therefore am I urged to pray for death | G |
| Which hence would take me but to crown with joy | B |
| Where lives she whom I sing in this sad rhyme | E |
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| If so high may aspire my weary rhyme | E |
| To her now shelter'd safe from rage and tears | F |
| Whose beauties fill e'en heaven with livelier joy | B |
| Well would she recognise my alter'd song | D |
| Which haply pleased her once ere yet by death | G |
| Her days were cloudless made and dark my nights | C |
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| O ye who fondly sigh for better nights | C |
| Who listen to love's will or sing in rhyme | E |
| Pray that for me be no delay in death | G |
| The port of misery the goal of tears | F |
| But let him change for me his ancient song | D |
| Since what makes others sad fills me with joy | B |
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| Ay for such joy in one or in few nights | C |
| I pray in rude song and in anguish'd rhyme | E |
| That soon my tears may ended be in death | G |
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| MACGREGOR | H |
Francesco Petrarca (petrarch)
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