Giacomo Leopardi

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To The Spring. Or Of The Fables Of The Ancients Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: ABCDEFEGHIJKLMNNOPP QRRSTUVWXYZRYA2B2C2Y YY D2E2ELF2YEYG2H2I2J2K 2L2M2N2O2P2P2 YYPYQ2R2YS2T2U2XV2W2 X2UY2T2LLYYYZ2A3B3YC 3D3E3F3LYQL2YG3LL

Now that the sun the faded charmsA
Of heaven again restoresB
And gentle zephyr the sick air revivesC
And the dark shadows of the cloudsD
Are put to flightE
And birds their naked breasts confideF
Unto the wind and the soft lightE
With new desire of love and with new hopeG
The conscious beasts in the deep woodsH
Amid the melting frosts inspiresI
May not to you poor human soulsJ
Weary and overborne with griefK
The happy age return which miseryL
And truth's dark torch before its time consumedM
Have not the golden raysN
Of Phoebus vanished from your gazeN
Forever Say O gentle SpringO
Canst thou this icy heart inspire and meltP
That in the bloom of youth the frost of age hath feltP
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O holy Nature art thou still aliveQ
Alive And does the unaccustomed earR
Of thy maternal voice the accents hearR
Of white nymphs once the streams were the abodeS
And in the clear founts mirrored were their formsT
Mysterious dances of immortal feetU
The mountain tops and lofty forests shookV
To day the lonely mansions of the windsW
And when the shepherd boy the noontide shadeX
Would seek or bring his thirsty lambsY
Unto the flowery margin of the streamZ
Along the banks the clear song would he hearR
And pipe of rustic FaunsY
Would see the waters moveA2
And stand amazed when hidden from the viewB2
The quiver bearing goddess would descendC2
Into the genial wavesY
And from her snow white arms effaceY
The dust and blood of the exciting chaseY
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The flowers the herbs once livedD2
The groves with life were filledE2
Soft airs and clouds and every shining lightE
Were with the human race in sympathyL
When thee fair star of Venus o'erF2
The hills and dalesY
The traveller in the lonely nightE
Pursuing with his earnest gazeY
The sweet companion of his pathG2
The loving friend of mortals deemedH2
When he who fleeing from the impious strifeI2
Of cities filled with mutiny and shameJ2
In depths of woods remoteK2
The rough trees clasping to his breastL2
The vital flame seemed in their veins to feelM2
The breathing leaves of Daphne or of Phyllis sadN2
And seemed the sisters' tears to see still shedO2
For him who smitten by the lightning's blastP2
Into the swift Eridanus was castP2
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Nor were ye deaf ye rigid rocksY
To human sorrow's plaintive tonesY
While in your dark recesses Echo dweltP
No idle plaything of the windsY
But spirit sad of hapless nymphQ2
Whom unrequited love and cruel fateR2
Of her soft limbs deprived She o'er the grotsY
The naked rocks and mansions desolateS2
Unto the depths of all embracing airT2
Our sorrows not to her unknownU2
Our broken loud laments conveyedX
And thou if fame belie thee notV2
Didst sound the depths of human woeW2
Sweet bird that comest to the leafy groveX2
The new born Spring to greetU
And when the fields are hushed in sleepY2
To chant into the dark and silent airT2
The ancient wrongs and cruel treacheryL
That stirred the pity of the gods to seeL
But no thy race is not akin to oursY
No sorrow framed thy melodiesY
Thy voice of crime unconscious pleases lessY
Along the dusky valley heardZ2
Ah since the mansions of Olympus allA3
Are desolate and without guide the boltB3
That wandering o'er the cloud capped mountain topsY
In horror cold dissolves alikeC3
The guilty and the innocentD3
Since this our earthly homeE3
A stranger to her children has becomeF3
And brings them up to miseryL
Lend thou an ear dear Nature to the woesY
And wretched fate of mortals and reviveQ
The ancient spark within my breastL2
If thou indeed dost live if aught there isY
In heaven or on the sun lit earthG3
Or in the bosom of the seaL
That pities No but sees our miseryL

Giacomo Leopardi



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