Felitsa Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABCDEFCCEG CHCIHHFCJC CKLMNMACOP CQCHMRSCTC AHCCUVACGA SAWCXYGCZC A2CB2CHCC2ACD2 E2AVHCF2HG2MH2 CCCTEPCCCA I2J2K2L2PACAM2N2 M2HE2CM2HPCCM2 EDCCCCO2CO2R ECCP2M2CM2CM2Q2 M2ACMCN2R2CEC CEECM2CCM2MM2 CM2AS2ACCCMT2 CM2MM2PM2M2CCU2 RTM2M2MCACEP MV2CM2M2CM2CP2M2 CCCAPM2EM2M2M2 M2M2PM2EM2M2M2M2M2 M2CM2M2W2MM2CPA E2CMM2CCCCCX2 M2CCM2M2M2AT2CA M2EEO2CGod like Tsarevna | A |
Of the Kirgiz Kaisatskii horde | B |
Whose wisdom matchless | C |
Opened the true path | D |
To young Prince Khlor | E |
To go up on that high peak | F |
Where the rose without thorns grows | C |
Where virtue dwells | C |
It takes my spirit and mind prisoner | E |
Tell me how to find it | G |
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Tell me Felitsa | C |
How to live opulently yet justly | H |
How to subdue the storm of passions | C |
And be happy in the world | I |
Your voice wakes me | H |
Your son sends me | H |
But to follow them I am too weak | F |
Disturbed by everyday trifles | C |
Today I control myself | J |
But tomorrow am slave to desires | C |
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Not emulating your courtiers | C |
You often go on foot | K |
And the most simple food | L |
Is on your table | M |
Inexpensive is your rest | N |
You read you write before the candle | M |
And to all mortals from your pen | A |
Bliss flows | C |
Just so at cards you do not play | O |
Like me from morning to morning | P |
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You do not much like masquerades | C |
And put not even a foot inside a club | Q |
Guarding your habits and customs | C |
You do not act as a Don Quixote | H |
The horse of Parnassus you do not saddle | M |
To spirits in s ances you do not go | R |
You do not go from your throne to the East | S |
But walking on the path of meekness | C |
With gracious soul | T |
You spend a stream of useful days | C |
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But I having slept until noon | A |
Smoke tobacco and drink coffee | H |
Changing into holidays weekdays | C |
I wander in the chimeras of my thoughts | C |
Now booty from Persians I steal | U |
Now arrows at Turks I send | V |
Now having dreamt that I am the sultan | A |
The universe I terrorize with a glance | C |
Now suddenly captivated by an outfit | G |
I ride to the tailor for a caftan | A |
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Or I am at a sumptuous feast | S |
Where a celebration for me is given | A |
Where shines the table with silver and gold | W |
Where there are thousands of varied dishes | C |
There the famed Westphalian ham | X |
There links of Astrakhan fish | Y |
There pilaf and pies sit | G |
With champagne I wash down waffles | C |
And everything on the earth forget | Z |
Among wines sweets and aromas | C |
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Or in a beautiful little grove | A2 |
In a summerhouse where a fountain speaks | C |
With the sounds of a sweet voiced harp | B2 |
Where a little wind barely breathes | C |
Where everything presents me luxury | H |
To pleasures my thoughts entices | C |
Soothes and wakens my blood | C2 |
Resting on a velvet divan | A |
A young girl s tender feelings | C |
I pour into her heart love | D2 |
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Or with a splendid tandem | E2 |
In an English carriage golden | A |
With a dog a fool or friend | V |
Or with such a beauty | H |
I drive under the swings | C |
At pubs to drink mead I stop | F2 |
Or when it somehow bores me | H |
Due to my inclination for change | G2 |
With my hat at a jaunty angle | M |
I fly on a fast steed | H2 |
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Or with music and singers | C |
With organ and bagpipes | C |
Or with fist fighters | C |
And the dance I delight my soul | T |
Or all matters of care | E |
Leaving behind I go out hunting | P |
And amuse myself with the howls of dogs | C |
Or over Neva banks | C |
I amuse myself by night with horns | C |
And the rowing of agile oarsmen | A |
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Or sitting at home I horse around | I2 |
Playing Fool with my wife | J2 |
Now with her I climb to the dove cote | K2 |
Now at Blind Man's Bluff we frolic away the time | L2 |
Now we amuse ourselves at svaika | P |
Now | A |
Now I love to delve into books | C |
My mind and heart I enlighten | A |
Polkan and Bova I read | M2 |
Over the Bible yawning I sleep | N2 |
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In such ways Felitsa I am dissolute | M2 |
But all society resembles me | H |
However much one is known for wisdom | E2 |
But all men are liars | C |
We do not walk on paths of light | M2 |
We run after dreams of depravity | H |
Between the Indolent and the Choleric | P |
Between vanity and vice | C |
One finds only by chance | C |
The path to pure virtue | M2 |
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It is found but how may we not blunder | E |
We weak mortals on that path | D |
Where reason itself stumbles | C |
And must go after passions | C |
Where learned ignoramuses | C |
Like mist does to travellers darken our minds | C |
Everywhere temptations and flattery live | O2 |
All pashas luxury oppresses | C |
Where does virtue live | O2 |
Where does the rose without thorns grow | R |
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To you alone is it proper | E |
Tsarevna to create light out of darkness | C |
Dividing Chaos into harmonious spheres | C |
With a union of wholeness to strenghten them | P2 |
From discord agreement | M2 |
And from violent passion happiness | C |
You may alone create | M2 |
Like a sailor sailing across the sea | C |
Catching under the sail a raging wind | M2 |
Is able to guide his ship | Q2 |
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Only you do not offend | M2 |
Do not insult anyone | A |
Stupidity through your fingers you see | C |
But do not allow evil | M |
Miscreants you right with leniency | C |
You do not stifle people like a wolf does a sheep | N2 |
You know their proper worth | R2 |
They are subject to the will of Tsars | C |
But to the judgment of God even more | E |
Living in their laws | C |
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You soundly think of merits | C |
To the worthy you give out honor | E |
A prophet you do not consider | E |
He who may onlyweave rhymes | C |
And for such amusement of the mind | M2 |
Honor and praise to good caliphs | C |
You are tolerant of the lyric key | C |
Poetry is pleasing to you | M2 |
Acceptable sweet useful | M |
Like in summer a tasty lemonade | M2 |
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Rumor passes of your acts | C |
That you are not the least bit proud | M2 |
Kindly both in business and in fun | A |
Pleasant in friendship and firm | S2 |
That you are indifferent to misfortune | A |
And in glory so magnanimous | C |
That you refused to be called Wise | C |
They also say truthfully | C |
That it is always possible | M |
To tell you the truth | T2 |
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Such unheard of matters | C |
Are only worthy of you | M2 |
That you boldly allow the people | M |
Of all aloud or in secret | M2 |
Both to know and to think | P |
And of yourself you do not forbid | M2 |
Truth and untruth to be said | M2 |
That you the very crocodiles | C |
The Zoiluses of all your mercies | C |
Always are prone to forgive | U2 |
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Pleasant rivers of tears flow | R |
From the depths of my soul | T |
O how happy people who | M2 |
Must be there with their fate | M2 |
Where a meek angel a peaceful angel | M |
Clad in porphyry lightness | C |
Holds the sceptre sent down from heaven | A |
There it is possible to whisper in conversations | C |
And not fearing punishment at dinner | E |
To the health of the Tsar not drink | P |
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There it is possible | M |
To erase Felitsa's name | V2 |
Or her portrait carelessly | C |
Drop on the ground | M2 |
There joke weddings they do not celebrate | M2 |
They do not steam people in icy baths | C |
They do not pull at the moustaches of the belle monde | M2 |
Princes do not cackle like hens | C |
Favorites do not laugh at them | P2 |
And smear their faces with soot | M2 |
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You know Felitsa the rights | C |
Of both men and tsars | C |
When you enlighten manners | C |
You do not make fools of men | A |
In your moments of rest from work | P |
You write in tales to instruct | M2 |
And teach the alphabet to Khlor | E |
quot Do nothing bad | M2 |
And the most evil satirist | M2 |
You will make a hated liar quot | M2 |
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You are ashamed to be called Great | M2 |
To be terrible unloved | M2 |
Only to a wild she bear is it becoming | P |
To tear animals and drink their blood | M2 |
Without the misery of extreme fever | E |
Need one have recourse to the lancet | M2 |
When one may get along without it | M2 |
And is it glorious to be a tyrant | M2 |
A great Tamerlane in cruelty | M2 |
For one great in goodness like God | M2 |
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Felitsa's glory is the glory of God | M2 |
Who pacified battles | C |
Who orphans and the needy | M2 |
Sheltered clothed and fed | M2 |
Who with radiant eye | W2 |
To jokers cowards the ungrateful | M |
And the just gives its light | M2 |
Equally enlightens all mortals | C |
Calms and cures the sick | P |
And does good for good's sake alone | A |
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Who gave freedom | E2 |
To travel to other lands | C |
Allowed its people | M |
To search for solver and gold | M2 |
Who opens the waters | C |
And does not forbid the cutting of woods | C |
Who orders to weave and knit and sew | C |
Freeing the mind and hands | C |
Orders to love trade the sciences | C |
And to find happiness at home | X2 |
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Whose law and right hand | M2 |
Give both mercy and justice | C |
Announce most wise Felitsa | C |
Where the villian is separated from the honest | M2 |
Where age does not wander through the world | M2 |
Merit finds its bread | M2 |
Where revenge does not drive anyone | A |
Where conscience dwells with truth | T2 |
Where virtue shines | C |
Truly at your throne | A |
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But where does your throne shine in the world | M2 |
Where heavenly branch do you flower | E |
In Bagdad Smyrna Kashmir | E |
Listen wherever you live | O2 |
My prais | C |
Gavrila Romanovich Derzhavin
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