Cantos From Dante's Paradiso Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: A ABAACDEFGHIJKLMKLNAO PALQRSAOAITOTAOAU AVUAWKXY LAOLAOAOZA2B2OAKC2D2 OAOE2WAOLF2D AAAAAOAAACSYG2OKKDOH 2B2OAB2AI2B2J2OK2KB2 K OAOB2LAL2M2OKPOKFPN2 FOOAOO2VVKB2OVOVO L2 KVKOB2P2KK OAAAKB2LAM2OOAAQ2OOA LOL2 KAOVAR2L2AS2L2OVAOA| Canto XXIII | A |
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| Even as a bird 'mid the beloved leaves | A |
| Quiet upon the nest of her sweet brood | B |
| Throughout the night that hideth all things from us | A |
| Who that she may behold their longed for looks | A |
| And find the nourishment wherewith to feed them | C |
| In which to her grave labors grateful are | D |
| Anticipates the time on open spray | E |
| And with an ardent longing waits the sun | F |
| Gazing intent as soon as breaks the dawn | G |
| Even thus my Lady standing was erect | H |
| And vigilant turned round towards the zone | I |
| Underneath which the sun displays least haste | J |
| So that beholding her distraught and eager | K |
| Such I became as he is who desiring | L |
| For something yearns and hoping is appeased | M |
| But brief the space from one When to the other | K |
| From my awaiting say I to the seeing | L |
| The welkin grow resplendent more and more | N |
| And Beatrice exclaimed 'Behold the hosts | A |
| Of the triumphant Christ and all the fruit | O |
| Harvested by the rolling of these spheres ' | - |
| It seemed to me her face was all on flame | P |
| And eyes she had so full of ecstasy | A |
| That I must needs pass on without describing | L |
| As when in nights serene of the full moon | Q |
| Smiles Trivia among the nymphs eternal | R |
| Who paint the heaven through all its hollow cope | S |
| Saw I above the myriads of lamps | A |
| A sun that one and all of them enkindled | O |
| E'en as our own does the supernal stars | A |
| And through the living light transparent shone | I |
| The lucent substance so intensely clear | T |
| Into my sight that I could not sustain it | O |
| O Beatrice my gentle guide and dear | T |
| She said to me 'That which o'ermasters thee | A |
| A virtue is which no one can resist | O |
| There are the wisdom and omnipotence | A |
| That oped the thoroughfares 'twixt heaven and earth | U |
| For which there erst had been so long a yearning ' | - |
| As fire from out a cloud itself discharges | A |
| Dilating so it finds not room therein | V |
| And down against its nature falls to earth | U |
| So did my mind among those aliments | A |
| Becoming larger issue from itself | W |
| And what became of it cannot remember | K |
| 'Open thine eyes and look at what I am | X |
| Thou hast beheld such things that strong enough | Y |
| Hast thou become to tolerate my smile ' | - |
| I was as one who still retains the feeling | L |
| Of a forgotten dream and who endeavors | A |
| In vain to bring it back into his mind | O |
| When I this invitation heard deserving | L |
| Of so much gratitude it never fades | A |
| Out of the book that chronicles the past | O |
| It at this moment sounded all the tongues | A |
| That Polyhymnia and her sisters made | O |
| Most lubrical with their delicious milk | Z |
| To aid me to a thousandth of the truth | A2 |
| It would not reach singing the holy smile | B2 |
| And how the holy aspect it illumed | O |
| And therefore representing Paradise | A |
| The sacred poem must perforce leap over | K |
| Even as a man who finds his way cut off | C2 |
| But whoso thinketh of the ponderous theme | D2 |
| And of the mortal shoulder that sustains it | O |
| Should blame it not if under this it trembles | A |
| It is no passage for a little boat | O |
| This which goes cleaving the audacious prow | E2 |
| Nor for a pilot who would spare himself | W |
| 'Why does my face so much enamor thee | A |
| That to the garden fair thou turnest not | O |
| Which under the rays of Christ is blossoming | L |
| There is the rose in which the Word Divine | F2 |
| Became incarnate there the lilies are | D |
| By whose perfume the good way was selected ' | - |
| Thus Beatrice and I who to her counsels | A |
| Was wholly ready once again betook me | A |
| Unto the battle of the feeble brows | A |
| As in a sunbeam that unbroken passes | A |
| Through fractured cloud ere now a meadow of flowers | A |
| Mine eyes with shadow covered have beheld | O |
| So I beheld the multitudinous splendors | A |
| Refulgent from above with burning rays | A |
| Beholding not the source of the effulgence | A |
| O thou benignant power that so imprint'st them | C |
| Thou didst exalt thyself to give more scope | S |
| There to the eyes that were not strong enough | Y |
| The name of that fair flower I e'er invoke | G2 |
| Morning and evening utterly enthralled | O |
| My soul to gaze upon the greater fire | K |
| And when in both mine eyes depicted were | K |
| The glory and greatness of the living star | D |
| Which conquers there and here below it conquered | O |
| Athwart the heavens descended a bright sheen | H2 |
| Formed in a circle like a coronal | B2 |
| And cinctured it and whirled itself about it | O |
| Whatever melody most sweetly soundeth | A |
| On earth and to itself most draws the soul | B2 |
| Would seem a cloud that rent asunder thunders | A |
| Compared unto the sounding of that lyre | I2 |
| Wherewith was crowned the sapphire beautiful | B2 |
| Which gives the clearest heaven its sapphire hue | J2 |
| 'I am Angelic Love that circle round | O |
| The joy sublime which breathes from out the bosom | K2 |
| That was the hostelry of our Desire | K |
| And I shall circle Lady of Heaven while | B2 |
| Thou followest thy Son and mak'st diviner | K |
| The sphere supreme because thou enterest it ' | - |
| Thus did the circulated melody | O |
| Seal itself up and all the other lights | A |
| Were making resonant the name of Mary | O |
| The regal mantle of the volumes all | B2 |
| Of that world which most fervid is and living | L |
| With breath of God and with his works and ways | A |
| Extended over us its inner curve | L2 |
| So very distant that its outward show | M2 |
| There where I was not yet appeared to me | O |
| Therefore mine eyes did not possess the power | K |
| Of following the incoronated flame | P |
| Which had ascended near to its own seed | O |
| And as a little child that toward its mother | K |
| Extends its arms when it the milk has taken | F |
| Through impulse kindled into outward flame | P |
| Each of those gleams of white did upward stretch | N2 |
| So with its summit that the deep affection | F |
| They had for Mary was revealed to me | O |
| Thereafter they remained there in my sight | O |
| Regina coeli singing with such sweetness | A |
| That ne'er from me has the delight departed | O |
| Oh what exuberance is garnered up | O2 |
| In those resplendent coffers which had been | V |
| For sowing here below good husbandmen | V |
| There they enjoy and live upon the treasure | K |
| Which was acquired while weeping in the exile | B2 |
| Of Babylon wherein the gold was left | O |
| There triumpheth beneath the exalted Son | V |
| Of God and Mary in his victory | O |
| Both with the ancient council and the new | V |
| He who doth keep the keys of such a glory | O |
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| Canto XXIV | L2 |
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| 'O company elect to the great supper | K |
| Of the Lamb benedight who feedeth you | V |
| So that for ever full is your desire | K |
| If by the grace of God this man foretaste | O |
| Something of that which falleth from your table | B2 |
| Or ever death prescribe to him the time | P2 |
| Direct your mind to his immense desire | K |
| And him somewhat bedew ye drinking are | K |
| For ever at the fount whence comes his thought ' | - |
| Thus Beatrice and those souls beatified | O |
| Transformed themselves to spheres on steadfast poles | A |
| Flaming intensely in the guise of comets | A |
| And as the wheels in works of horologes | A |
| Revolve so that the first to the beholder | K |
| Motionless seems and the last one to fly | B2 |
| So in like manner did those carols dancing | L |
| In different measure of their affluence | A |
| Give me the gauge as they were swift or slow | M2 |
| From that one which I noted of most beauty | O |
| Beheld I issue forth a fire so happy | O |
| That none it left there of a greater brightness | A |
| And around Beatrice three several times | A |
| It whirled itself with so divine a song | Q2 |
| My fantasy repeats it not to me | O |
| Therefore the pen skips and I write it not | O |
| Since our imagination for such folds | A |
| Much more our speech is of a tint too glaring | L |
| 'O holy sister mine who us implorest | O |
| With such devotion by thine ardent love | L2 |
| Thou dost unbind me from that beautiful sphere ' | - |
| Thereafter having stopped the blessed fire | K |
| Unto my Lady did direct its breath | A |
| Which spake in fashion as I here have said | O |
| And she 'O light eterne of the great man | V |
| To whom our Lord delivered up the keys | A |
| He carried down of this miraculous joy | R2 |
| This one examine on points light and grave | L2 |
| As good beseemeth thee about the Faith | A |
| By means of which thou on the sea didst walk | S2 |
| If he love well and hope well and believe | L2 |
| From thee 'tis hid not for thou hast thy sight | O |
| There where depicted everything is seen | V |
| But since this kingdom has made citizens | A |
| By means of the true Faith to glorify it | O |
| 'Tis well he have the | A |
Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
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