A Map Of Verona Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: AAA BCDC EFGF DGAG HIJK DLAL MAJA NADA DJAJ DHGH AODO PQAQ AIAK| Quelle belle heure quels bons bras | A |
| me rendront ces r gions d'o mes | A |
| sommeils et mes moindres mouvements | A |
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| A map of Verona is open the small strange city | B |
| With its river running round and through it is river embraced | C |
| And over this city for a whole long winter season | D |
| Through streets on a map my thoughts have hovered and paced | C |
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| Across the river there is a wandering suburb | E |
| An unsolved smile on a now familiar mouth | F |
| Some enchantments of earlier towns are about you | G |
| Once I was drawn to Naples in the south | F |
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| Naples I know now street and hovel and garden | D |
| The look of the islands from the avenue | G |
| Capri and Ischia like approaching drum beats | A |
| My youthful Naples how I remember you | G |
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| You were an early chapter a practice in sorrow | H |
| Your shadows fell but were only a token of pain | I |
| A sketch in tenderness lust and sudden parting | J |
| And I shall not need to trouble with you again | K |
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| But I remember once your map lay open | D |
| As now Verona's under the still lamp light | L |
| I thought are these the streets to walk in the mornings | A |
| Are these the gardens to linger in at night | L |
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| And all was useless that I thought I learned | M |
| Maps are of place not time nor can they say | A |
| The surprising height and colour of a building | J |
| Nor where the groups of people bar the way | A |
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| It is strange to remember those thoughts and try to catch | N |
| The underground whispers of music beneath the years | A |
| The forgotten conjectures the clouded forgotten vision | D |
| Which only in vanishing phrases reappears | A |
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| Again it is strange to lead a conversation | D |
| Round to a name to a cautious questioning | J |
| Of travellers who talk of Juliet's tomb and fountains | A |
| And a shining smile of snowfall late in Spring | J |
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| Their memories calm this winter of expectation | D |
| Their talk restrains me for I cannot flow | H |
| Like your impetuous river to embrace you | G |
| Yet you are there and one day I shall go | H |
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| The train will bring me perhaps in utter darkness | A |
| And drop me where you are blooming unaware | O |
| That a stranger has entered your gates and a new devotion | D |
| Is about to attend and haunt you everywhere | O |
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| The flutes are warm in tomorrow's cave the music | P |
| Trembles and forms inside the musician's mind | Q |
| The lights begin and the shifting crowds in the causeways | A |
| Are discerned through the dusk and the rolling river behind | Q |
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| And in what hour of beauty in what good arms | A |
| Shall I those regions and that city attain | I |
| From whence my dreams and slightest movements rise | A |
| And what good Arms shall take them away again | K |
Henry Reed
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