Coplas De Manrique (from The Spanish) Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: AABCDB EEFGGF HHIGGI JKEGGE BBLGGL EEMGGM NNOBBO BBPGGB GGQEEQ BBRGGR GGGPPG QQSBBS TTBBPB UUVGGV WWEXXE BBYGGY SSEZZE GGA2KKA2 GGGEEG GGCBBD LLEPPE GGPB2B2B C2C2VBBV GGKD2D2K GGBGGB E2E2XF2F2X NNZGGZ NNVG2G2V SSBGGB XXGEEG H2H2DBBI PBB2I2I2B2 H2H2GSSG A2A2A2GGA2 GGGGGG J2J2A2A2A2A2 BBGGGG GGA2BBA2 K2K2KBBK G2G2BBK2B A2A2K2GGK2 A2A2A2SSA2 PBBGGK2O let the soul her slumbers break | A |
Let thought be quickened and awake | A |
Awake to see | B |
How soon this life is past and gone | C |
And death comes softly stealing on | D |
How silently | B |
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Swiftly our pleasures glide away | E |
Our hearts recall the distant day | E |
With many sighs | F |
The moments that are speeding fast | G |
We heed not but the past the past | G |
More highly prize | F |
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Onward its course the present keeps | H |
Onward the constant current sweeps | H |
Till life is done | I |
And did we judge of time aright | G |
The past and future in their flight | G |
Would be as one | I |
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Let no one fondly dream again | J |
That Hope and all her shadowy train | K |
Will not decay | E |
Fleeting as were the dreams of old | G |
Remembered like a tale that's told | G |
They pass away | E |
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Our lives are rivers gliding free | B |
To that unfathomed boundless sea | B |
The silent grave | L |
Thither all earthly pomp and boast | G |
Roll to be swallowed up and lost | G |
In one dark wave | L |
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Thither the mighty torrents stray | E |
Thither the brook pursues its way | E |
And tinkling rill | M |
There all are equal side by side | G |
The poor man and the son of pride | G |
Lie calm and still | M |
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I will not here invoke the throng | N |
Of orators and sons of song | N |
The deathless few | O |
Fiction entices and deceives | B |
And sprinkled o'er her fragrant leaves | B |
Lies poisonous dew | O |
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To One alone my thoughts arise | B |
The Eternal Truth the Good and Wise | B |
To Him I cry | P |
Who shared on earth our common lot | G |
But the world comprehended not | G |
His deity | B |
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This world is but the rugged road | G |
Which leads us to the bright abode | G |
Of peace above | Q |
So let us choose that narrow way | E |
Which leads no traveller's foot astray | E |
From realms of love | Q |
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Our cradle is the starting place | B |
Life is the running of the race | B |
We reach the goal | R |
When in the mansions of the blest | G |
Death leaves to its eternal rest | G |
The weary soul | R |
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Did we but use it as we ought | G |
This world would school each wandering thought | G |
To its high state | G |
Faith wings the soul beyond the sky | P |
Up to that better world on high | P |
For which we wait | G |
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Yes the glad messenger of love | Q |
To guide us to our home above | Q |
The Saviour came | S |
Born amid mortal cares and fears | B |
He suffered in this vale of tears | B |
A death of shame | S |
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Behold of what delusive worth | T |
The bubbles we pursue on earth | T |
The shapes we chase | B |
Amid a world of treachery | B |
They vanish ere death shuts the eye | P |
And leave no trace | B |
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Time steals them from us chances strange | U |
Disastrous accident and change | U |
That come to all | V |
Even in the most exalted state | G |
Relentless sweeps the stroke of fate | G |
The strongest fall | V |
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Tell me the charms that lovers seek | W |
In the clear eye and blushing cheek | W |
The hues that play | E |
O'er rosy lip and brow of snow | X |
When hoary age approaches slow | X |
Ah where are they | E |
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The cunning skill the curious arts | B |
The glorious strength that youth imparts | B |
In life's first stage | Y |
These shall become a heavy weight | G |
When Time swings wide his outward gate | G |
To weary age | Y |
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The noble blood of Gothic name | S |
Heroes emblazoned high to fame | S |
In long array | E |
How in the onward course of time | Z |
The landmarks of that race sublime | Z |
Were swept away | E |
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Some the degraded slaves of lust | G |
Prostrate and trampled in the dust | G |
Shall rise no more | A2 |
Others by guilt and crime maintain | K |
The scutcheon that without a stain | K |
Their fathers bore | A2 |
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Wealth and the high estate of pride | G |
With what untimely speed they glide | G |
How soon depart | G |
Bid not the shadowy phantoms stay | E |
The vassals of a mistress they | E |
Of fickle heart | G |
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These gifts in Fortune's hands are found | G |
Her swift revolving wheel turns round | G |
And they are gone | C |
No rest the inconstant goddess knows | B |
But changing and without repose | B |
Still hurries on | D |
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Even could the hand of avarice save | L |
Its gilded baubles till the grave | L |
Reclaimed its prey | E |
Let none on such poor hopes rely | P |
Life like an empty dream flits by | P |
And where are they | E |
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Earthly desires and sensual lust | G |
Are passions springing from the dust | G |
They fade and die | P |
But in the life beyond the tomb | B2 |
They seal the immortal spirits doom | B2 |
Eternally | B |
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The pleasures and delights which mask | C2 |
In treacherous smiles life's serious task | C2 |
What are they all | V |
But the fleet coursers of the chase | B |
And death an ambush in the race | B |
Wherein we fall | V |
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No foe no dangerous pass we heed | G |
Brook no delay but onward speed | G |
With loosened rein | K |
And when the fatal snare is near | D2 |
We strive to check our mad career | D2 |
But strive in vain | K |
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Could we new charms to age impart | G |
And fashion with a cunning art | G |
The human face | B |
As we can clothe the soul with light | G |
And make the glorious spirit bright | G |
With heavenly grace | B |
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How busily each passing hour | E2 |
Should we exert that magic power | E2 |
What ardor show | X |
To deck the sensual slave of sin | F2 |
Yet leave the freeborn soul within | F2 |
In weeds of woe | X |
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Monarchs the powerful and the strong | N |
Famous in history and in song | N |
Of olden time | Z |
Saw by the stern decrees of fate | G |
Their kingdoms lost and desolate | G |
Their race sublime | Z |
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Who is the champion who the strong | N |
Pontiff and priest and sceptred throng | N |
On these shall fall | V |
As heavily the hand of Death | G2 |
As when it stays the shepherd's breath | G2 |
Beside his stall | V |
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I speak not of the Trojan name | S |
Neither its glory nor its shame | S |
Has met our eyes | B |
Nor of Rome's great and glorious dead | G |
Though we have heard so oft and read | G |
Their histories | B |
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Little avails it now to know | X |
Of ages passed so long ago | X |
Nor how they rolled | G |
Our theme shall be of yesterday | E |
Which to oblivion sweeps away | E |
Like day's of old | G |
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Where is the King Don Juan Where | H2 |
Each royal prince and noble heir | H2 |
Of Aragon | D |
Where are the courtly gallantries | B |
The deeds of love and high emprise | B |
In battle done | I |
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Tourney and joust that charmed the eye | P |
And scarf and gorgeous panoply | B |
And nodding plume | B2 |
What were they but a pageant scene | I2 |
What but the garlands gay and green | I2 |
That deck the tomb | B2 |
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Where are the high born dames and where | H2 |
Their gay attire and jewelled hair | H2 |
And odors sweet | G |
Where are the gentle knights that came | S |
To kneel and breathe love's ardent flame | S |
Low at their feet | G |
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Where is the song of Troubadour | A2 |
Where are the lute and gay tambour | A2 |
They loved of yore | A2 |
Where is the mazy dance of old | G |
The flowing robes inwrought with gold | G |
The dancers wore | A2 |
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And he who next the sceptre swayed | G |
Henry whose royal court displayed | G |
Such power and pride | G |
O in what winning smiles arrayed | G |
The world its various pleasures laid | G |
His throne beside | G |
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But O how false and full of guile | J2 |
That world which wore so soft a smile | J2 |
But to betray | A2 |
She that had been his friend before | A2 |
Now from the fated monarch tore | A2 |
Her charms away | A2 |
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The countless gifts the stately walls | B |
The loyal palaces and halls | B |
All filled with gold | G |
Plate with armorial bearings wrought | G |
Chambers with ample treasures fraught | G |
Of wealth untold | G |
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The noble steeds and harness bright | G |
And gallant lord and stalwart knight | G |
In rich array | A2 |
Where shall we seek them now Alas | B |
Like the bright dewdrops on the grass | B |
They passed away | A2 |
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His brother too whose factious zeal | K2 |
Usurped the sceptre of Castile | K2 |
Unskilled to reign | K |
What a gay brilliant court had he | B |
When all the flower of chivalry | B |
Was in his train | K |
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But he was mortal and the breath | G2 |
That flamed from the hot forge of Death | G2 |
Blasted his years | B |
Judgment of God that flame by thee | B |
When raging fierce and fearfully | K2 |
Was quenched in tears | B |
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Spain's haughty Constable the true | A2 |
And gallant Master whom we knew | A2 |
Most loved of all | K2 |
Breathe not a whisper of his pride | G |
He on the gloomy scaffold died | G |
Ignoble fall | K2 |
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The countless treasures of his care | A2 |
His villages and villas fair | A2 |
His mighty power | A2 |
What were they all but grief and shame | S |
Tears and a broken heart when came | S |
The parting hour | A2 |
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His other brothers proud and high | P |
Masters who in prosperity | B |
Might rival kings | B |
Who made the bravest and the best | G |
The bondsmen of their high behest | G |
Their underl | K2 |
Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
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