The Fortune-favored Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABACBBDEDEFGFGHHIJJI KKLLLMNMFNFOPPQOQRRS SQTUUQTVVAAWXYXYWQZZ QQQQQA2A2XXIIBBB2B2A AYC2D2E2QE2QMF2G2MF2 G2BMBB| Ah happy he upon whose birth each god | A |
| Looks down in love whose earliest sleep the bright | B |
| Idalia cradles whose young lips the rod | A |
| Of eloquent Hermes kindles to whose eyes | C |
| Scarce wakened yet Apollo steals in light | B |
| While on imperial brows Jove sets the seal of might | B |
| Godlike the lot ordained for him to share | D |
| He wins the garland ere he runs the race | E |
| He learns life's wisdom ere he knows life's care | D |
| And without labor vanquished smiles the grace | E |
| Great is the man I grant whose strength of mind | F |
| Self shapes its objects and subdues the fates | G |
| Virtue subdues the fates but cannot blind | F |
| The fickle happiness whose smile awaits | G |
| Those who scarce seek it nor can courage earn | H |
| What the grace showers not from her own free urn | H |
| From aught unworthy the determined will | I |
| Can guard the watchful spirit there it ends | J |
| The all that's glorious from the heaven descends | J |
| As some sweet mistress loves us freely still | I |
| Come the spontaneous gifts of heaven Above | K |
| Favor rules Jove as it below rules love | K |
| The immortals have their bias Kindly they | L |
| See the bright locks of youth enamored play | L |
| And where the glad one goes shed gladness round the way | L |
| It is not they who boast the best to see | M |
| Whose eyes the holy apparitions bless | N |
| The stately light of their divinity | M |
| Hath oft but shone the brightest on the blind | F |
| And their choice spirit found its calm recess | N |
| In the pure childhood of a simple mind | F |
| Unasked they come delighted to delude | O |
| The expectation of our baffled pride | P |
| No law can call their free steps to our side | P |
| Him whom he loves the sire of men and gods | Q |
| Selected from the marvelling multitude | O |
| Bears on his eagle to his bright abodes | Q |
| And showers with partial hand and lavish down | R |
| The minstrel's laurel or the monarch's crown | R |
| Before the fortune favored son of earth | S |
| Apollo walks and with his jocund mirth | S |
| The heart enthralling smiler of the skies | Q |
| For him gray Neptune smooths the pliant wave | T |
| Harmless the waters for the ship that bore | U |
| The Caesar and his fortunes to the shore | U |
| Charmed at his feet the crouching lion lies | Q |
| To him his back the murmuring dolphin gave | T |
| His soul is born a sovereign o'er the strife | V |
| The lord of all the beautiful of life | V |
| Where'er his presence in its calm has trod | A |
| It charms it sways as solve diviner God | A |
| Scorn not the fortune favored that to him | W |
| The light won victory by the gods is given | X |
| Or that as Paris from the strife severe | Y |
| The Venus draws her darling Whom the heaven | X |
| So prospers love so watches I revere | Y |
| And not the man upon whose eyes with dim | W |
| And baleful night sits fate Achaia boasts | Q |
| No less the glory of the Dorian lord | Z |
| That Vulcan wrought for him the shield and sword | Z |
| That round the mortal hovered all the hosts | Q |
| Of all Olympus that his wrath to grace | Q |
| The best and bravest of the Grecian race | Q |
| Untimely slaughtered with resentful ghosts | Q |
| Awed the pale people of the Stygian coasts | Q |
| Scorn not the darlings of the beautiful | A2 |
| If without labor they life's blossoms cull | A2 |
| If like the stately lilies they have won | X |
| A crown for which they neither toiled nor spun | X |
| If without merit theirs be beauty still | I |
| Thy sense unenvying with the beauty fill | I |
| Alike for thee no merit wins the right | B |
| To share by simply seeing their delight | B |
| Heaven breathes the soul into the minstrel's breast | B2 |
| But with that soul he animates the rest | B2 |
| The god inspires the mortal but to God | A |
| In turn the mortal lifts thee from the sod | A |
| Oh not in vain to heaven the bard is dear | Y |
| Holy himself he hallows those who hear | C2 |
| The busy mart let justice still control | D2 |
| Weighing the guerdon to the toil What then | E2 |
| A God alone claims joy all joy is his | Q |
| Flushing with unsought light the cheeks of men | E2 |
| Where is no miracle why there no bliss | Q |
| Grow change and ripen all that mortal be | M |
| Shapened from form to form by toiling time | F2 |
| The blissful and the beautiful are born | G2 |
| Full grown and ripened from eternity | M |
| No gradual changes to their glorious prime | F2 |
| No childhood dwarfs them and no age has worn | G2 |
| Like heaven's each earthly Venus on the sight | B |
| Comes a dark birth from out an endless sea | M |
| Like the first Pallas in maturest might | B |
| Armed from the thunderer's brow leaps forth each thought of light | B |
Friedrich Schiller
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