Joconde Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: AABCDDEEFFGG HHIIJJKKLL MMNNKK KKOOGG KKPPKKQQ RRSSKKTTUUVVWW KKXXKKKKYY ZZKK A2A2KKKKB2B2WW C2D2KKKKGGE2E2F2F2KK KK KKG2H2KKI2I2 KKKKJ2J2OO K2K2KK KKKKL2M2N2N2F2F2KKO2 O2KKKK KKDDGG KKFFKKP2P2F2F2 I2I2WWKKH2H2 J2J2TT Q2Q2KKKKKKR2R2KKDD

IN Lombardy's fair land in days of yoreA
Once dwelt a prince of youthful charms a storeA
Each FAIR with anxious look his favours soughtB
And ev'ry heart within his net was caughtC
Quite proud of beauteous form and smart addressD
In which the world was led to acquiesceD
He cried one day while ALL attention paidE
I'll bet a million Nature never madeE
Beneath the sun another man like meF
Whose symmetry with mine can well agreeF
If such exist and here will come I swearG
I'll show him ev'ry lib'ral princely careG
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A noble Roman who the challenge heardH
This answer gave the king his soul preferr'dH
Great prince if you would see a handsome manI
To have my brother here should be your planI
A frame more perfect Nature never gaveJ
But this to prove your courtly dames I craveJ
May judge the fact when I'm convinc'd they'll findK
Like you the youth will please all womankindK
And since so many sweets at once may cloyL
'Twere well to have a partner in your joyL
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THE king surpris'd expressed a wish to viewM
This brother form'd by lines so very trueM
We'll see said he if here his charms divineN
Attract the heart of ev'ry nymph like mineN
And should success attend our am'rous lordK
To you my friend full credit we'll accordK
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AWAY the Roman flew Joconde to getK
So nam'd was he in whom these features metK
'Midst woods and lawns retir'd from city strifeO
And lately wedded to a beauteous wifeO
If bless'd I know not but with such a fairG
On him must rest the folly to despairG
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THE Roman courtier came his business toldK
The brilliant offers from the monarch boldK
His mission had success but still the youthP
Distraction felt which 'gan to shake his truthP
A pow'rful monarch's favour there he view'dK
A partner here with melting tears bedew'dK
And while he wavered on the painful choiceQ
She thus address'd her spouse with plaintive voiceQ
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CAN you Joconde so truly cruel proveR
To quit my fervent love in courts to moveR
The promises of kings are airy dreamsS
And scarcely last beyond the day's extremesS
By watchful anxious care alone retain'dK
And lost through mere caprice as soon as gain'dK
If weary of my charms alas you feelT
Still think my love what joys these woods concealT
Here dwell around tranquillity and easeU
The streams' soft murmurs and the balmy breezeU
Invite to sleep these vales where breathe the dovesV
All all my dear Joconde renew our lovesV
You laugh Ah cruel go expose thy charmsW
Grim death will quickly spare me these alarmsW
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JOCONDE'S reply our records ne'er relateK
Nor what he did nor how he left his mateK
And since contemp'raries decline the taskX
'Twere folly such details of me to askX
We're told howe'er when ready to departK
With flowing tears she press'd him to her heartK
And on his arm a brilliant bracelet plac'dK
With hair around her picture nicely trac'dK
This guard in full remembrance of my loveY
She cried then clasped her hands to pow'rs aboveY
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TO see such dire distress and poignant griefZ
Might lead to think soon death would bring reliefZ
But I who know full well the female mindK
At best oft doubt affliction of the kindK
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JOCONDE set out at length but that same mornA2
As on he mov'd his soul with anguish tornA2
He found the picture he had quite forgotK
Then turn'd his steed and back began to trotK
While musing what excuse to make his mateK
At home he soon arriv'd and op'd the gateK
Alighted unobserv'd ran up the stairsB2
And ent'ring to the lady unawaresB2
He found this darling rib so full of charmsW
Intwin'd within a valet's brawny armsW
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'MIDST first emotions of the husband's ireC2
To stab them while asleep he felt desireD2
Howe'er he nothing did the courteous wightK
In this dilemma clearly acted rightK
The less of such misfortunes said is bestK
'Twere well the soul of feeling to divestK
Their lives through pity or prudential careG
With much reluctance he was led to spareG
Asleep he left the pair for if awakeE2
In honour he a diff'rent step would takeE2
Had any smart gallant supplied my placeF2
Said he I might put up with this disgraceF2
But naught consoles the thought of such a beastK
Dan Cupid wantons or is blind at leastK
A bet or some such whim induc'd the godK
To give his sanction to amours so oddK
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THIS perfidy Joconde so much dismay'dK
His spirits droop'd his lilies 'gan to fadeK
No more he look'd the charmer he had beenG2
And when the court's gay dames his face had seenH2
They cried Is this the beauty we were toldK
Would captivate each heart or young or oldK
Why he's the jaundice ev'ry view displaysI2
The mien of one just fasted forty daysI2
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WITH secret pleasure this Astolphus learn'dK
The Roman for his brother risks discern'dK
Whose secret griefs were carefully conceal'dK
And these Joconde could never wish reveal'dK
Yet spite of gloomy looks and hollow eyesJ2
His graceful features pierc'd the wan disguiseJ2
Which fail'd to please alone through want of lifeO
Destroy'd by thinking on a guilty wifeO
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THE god of love in pity to our swainK2
At last revok'd BLACK CARE'S corroding reignK2
For doubtless in his views he oft was cross'dK
While such a lover to the world was lostK
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THE hero of our tale at length we findK
Was well rewarded LOVE again proved kindK
For musing as he walk'd alone one dayK
And pass'd a gall'ry held a secret wayK
A voice in plaintive accents caught his earL2
And from the neighb'ring closet came 'twas clearM2
My dear Curtade my only hope belowN2
In vain I love you colder colder growN2
While round no fair can boast so fine a faceF2
And numbers wish they might supply thy placeF2
Whilst thou with some gay page prefer'st a betK
Or game of dice with some low vulgar setK
To meeting me alone and when just nowO2
To thee I sent with rage thou knit'st thy browO2
And Dorimene with ev'ry curse abus'dK
Then played again since better that amus'dK
And left me here as if not worth a thoughtK
Or thou didst scorn what I so fondly soughtK
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ASTONISHMENT at once our Roman seiz'dK
But who's the fair that thus her bosom eas'dK
Or who's the gay Adonis form'd to blessD
You'd try a day and not the secret guessD
The queen's the belle and doubtless you will stareG
The king's own dwarf the idol of her careG
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THE Roman saw a crevice in the woodK
Through which he took a peep from where he stoodK
To Dorimene our lovers left the keyF
Which she had dropt when lately forc'd to fleeF
And this Joconde pick'd up a lucky hitK
Since he could use it when he best thought fitK
It seems said he I'm not alone in nameP2
And since a prince so handsome is the sameP2
Although a valet has supplied my placeF2
Yet see the queen prefers a dwarf's embraceF2
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THIS thought consol'd so well his youthful raysI2
Returned and e'en excelled his former daysI2
And those who lately ridicul'd his charmsW
Now anxious seem'd to revel in his armsW
'Twas who could have him even prudes grew kindK
By many belles Astolphus was resign'dK
Though still the king retain'd enough 'twas seenH2
But now let us resume the dwarf and queenH2
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OUR Roman having satisfied his eyesJ2
At length withdrew confounded by surpriseJ2
Who follows courts must oft with care concealT
And scarcely know what sight and ears revealT
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YET by Joconde the king was lov'd so wellQ2
What now he'd seen he greatly wish'd to tellQ2
But since to princes full respect is dueK
And what concerns them howsoever trueK
If thought displeasing should not be dispos'dK
In terms direct but obviously dispos'dK
To catch the mind Joconde at ease detail'dK
From days of yore to those he now bewail'dK
The names of emp'rors and of kings whose browsR2
By wily wives were crown'd with leafless boughsR2
And who without repining view'd their lotK
Nor bad made worse but thought things best forgotK
E'en I who now your majesty addressD
Continued he am sorry to confessD

Jean De La Fontaine



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