God Needs Antonio Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABCDEFGHIJKLMNNNO PQRNSTU VWFXANYZHLO A2NB2C2D2E2F2G2CHNFN OH2NI2J2XK2H2L2E M2G NL NI2 GB2XI2N2K2NXE H2O2NTYour soul was lifted by the wings today | A |
Hearing the master of the violin | B |
You praised him praised the great Sabastian too | C |
Who made that fine Chaconne but did you think | D |
Of old Antonio Stradivari him | E |
Who a good century and a half ago | F |
Put his true work in that brown instrument | G |
And by the nice adjustment of its frame | H |
Gave it responsive life continuous | I |
With the master's finger tips and perfected | J |
Like them by delicate rectitude of use | K |
That plain white aproned man who stood at work | L |
Patient and accurate full fourscore years | M |
Cherished his sight and touch by temperance | N |
And since keen sense is love of perfectness | N |
Made perfect violins the needed paths | N |
For inspiration and high mastery | O |
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No simpler man than he he never cried | P |
why was I born to this monotonous task | Q |
Of making violins or flung them down | R |
To suit with hurling act well hurled curse | N |
At labor on such perishable stuff | S |
Hence neighbors in Cremona held him dull | T |
Called him a slave a mill horse a machine | U |
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Naldo a painter of eclectic school | V |
Knowing all tricks of style at thirty one | W |
And weary of them while Antonio | F |
At sixty nine wrought placidly his best | X |
Making the violin you heard today | A |
Naldo would tease him oft to tell his aims | N |
Perhaps thou hast some pleasant vice to feed | Y |
the love of louis d'ors in heaps of four | Z |
Each violin a heap I've naught to blame | H |
My vices waste such heaps But then why work | L |
With painful nicety | O |
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Antonio then | A2 |
I like the gold well yes but not for meals | N |
And as my stomach so my eye and hand | B2 |
And inward sense that works along with both | C2 |
Have hunger that can never feed on coin | D2 |
Who draws a line and satisfies his soul | E2 |
Making it crooked where it should be straight | F2 |
Antonio Stradivari has an eye | G2 |
That winces at false work and loves the true | C |
Then Naldo 'Tis a petty kind of fame | H |
At best that comes of making violins | N |
And saves no masses either Thou wilt go | F |
To purgatory none the less | N |
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But he | O |
'Twere purgatory here to make them ill | H2 |
And for my fame when any master holds | N |
'Twixt chin and hand a violin of mine | I2 |
He will be glad that Stradivari lived | J2 |
Made violins and made them of the best | X |
The masters only know whose work is good | K2 |
They will choose mine and while God gives them skill | H2 |
I give them instruments to play upon | L2 |
God choosing me to help him | E |
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What Were God | M2 |
at fault for violins thou absent | G |
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Yes | N |
He were at fault for Stradivari's work | L |
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Why many hold Giuseppe's violins | N |
As good as thine | I2 |
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May be they are different | G |
His quality declines he spoils his hand | B2 |
With over drinking But were his the best | X |
He could not work for two My work is mine | I2 |
And heresy or not if my hand slacked | N2 |
I should rob God since his is fullest good | K2 |
Leaving a blank instead of violins | N |
I say not God himself can make man's best | X |
Without best men to help him | E |
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'Tis God gives skill | H2 |
But not without men's hands he could not make | O2 |
Antonio Stradivari's violins | N |
Without Antonio Get thee to thy easel | T |
George Eliot
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