Theodore And Honoria. From Boccace Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

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Of all the cities in Romanian landsA
The chief and most renowned Ravenna standsA
Adorned in ancient times with arms and artsB
And rich inhabitants with generous heartsB
But Theodore the brave above the restC
With gifts of fortune and of nature blessedC
The foremost place for wealth and honour heldD
And all in feats of chivalry excelledD
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This noble youth to madness loved a dameE
Of high degree Honoria was her nameE
Fair as the fairest but of haughty mindF
And fiercer than became so soft a kindF
Proud of her birth for equal she had noneG
The rest she scorned but hated him aloneH
His gifts his constant courtship nothing gainedI
For she the more he loved the more disdainedI
He lived with all the pomp he could deviseJ
At tilts and turnaments obtained the prizeJ
But found no favour in his lady's eyesJ
Relentless as a rock the lofty maidK
Turned all to poison that he did or saidL
Nor prayers nor tears nor offered vows could moveM
The work went backward and the more he stroveN
To advance his suit the farther from her loveO
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Wearied at length and wanting remedyP
He doubted oft and oft resolved to dieQ
But pride stood ready to prevent the blowR
For who would die to gratify a foeR
His generous mind disdained so mean a fateS
That passed his next endeavour was to hateS
But vainer that relief than all the restC
The less he hoped with more desire possessedC
Love stood the siege and would not yield his breastC
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Change was the next but change deceived his careT
He sought a fairer but found none so fairT
He would have worn her out by slow degreesU
As men by fasting starve the untamed diseaseU
But present love required a present easeU
Looking he feeds alone his famished eyesJ
Feeds lingering death but looking not he diesJ
Yet still he chose the longest way to fateS
Wasting at once his life and his estateS
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His friends beheld and pitied him in vainV
For what advice can ease a lover's painV
Absence the best expedient they could findF
Might svae the fortune if not cure the mindF
This means they long proposed but little gainedI
Yet after much pursuit at length obtainedI
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Hard you may think it was to give consentW
But struggling with his own desires he wentW
With large expense and with a pompous trainV
Provided as to visit Fraunce or SpainV
Or for some distant voyage o'er the mainV
But Love had clipped his wings and cut him shortX
Confined within the purlieus of his courtX
Three miles he went nor farther could retreatY
His travels ended at his country seatY
To Chassi's pleasing plains he took his wayZ
There pitched his tents and there resolved to stayZ
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The spring was in the prime the neighbouring groveN
Supplied with birds the choristers of loveO
Music unbought that ministered delightA2
To morning walks and lulled his cares by nightA2
There he discharged his friends but not the expenseB2
Of frequent treats and proud magnificenceB2
He lived as kings retire though more at largeC2
From public business yet with equal chargeC2
With house and heart still open to receiveD2
As well content as love would give him leaveD2
He would have lived more free but many a guestC
Who could forsake the friend pursued the feastE2
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It happed one morning as his fancy ledL
Before his usual hour he left his bedL
To walk within a lonely lawn that stoodF2
On every side surrounded by the woodF2
Alone he walked to please his pensive mindF
And sought the deepest solitude to findF
'Twas in a grove of spreading pines he strayedK
The winds within the quivering branches playedK
And dancing trees a mournful music madeK
The place it self was suiting to his careT
Uncouth and savage as the cruel fairT
He wandered on unknowing where he wentW
Lost in the wood and all on love intentW
The day already half his race had runG
And summoned him to due repast at noonG2
But Love could feel no hunger but his ownH
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While listening to the murmuring leaves he stoodF2
More than a mile immersed within the woodF2
At once the wind was laid the whispering soundH2
Was dumb a rising earthquake rocked the groundH2
With deeper brown the grove was overspreadH2
A sudden horror seized his giddy headH2
And his ears tinkled and his colour fledH2
Nature was in alarm some danger nighQ
Seemed threatened though unseen to mortal eyeQ
Unused to fear he summoned all his soulI2
And stood collected in him self and wholeI2
Not long for soon a whirlwind rose aroundH2
And from afar he heard a screaming soundH2
As of a dame distressed who cried for aidH2
And filled with loud laments the secret shadeH2
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A thicket close beside the grove there stoodH2
With breers and brambles choked and dwarfish woodH2
From thence the noise which now approaching nearJ2
With more distinguished notes invades his earK2
He raised his head and saw a beauteous maidH2
With hair dishevelled issuing through the shadeH2
Stripped of her clothes and e'en those parts revealedH2
Which modest nature keeps from sight concealedH2
Her face her hands her naked limbs were tornL2
With passing through the brakes and prickly thornL2
Two mastiffs gaunt and grim her flight pursuedH2
And oft their fastened fangs in blood imbruedH2
Oft they came up and pinched her tender sideH2
'Mercy O mercy Heaven ' she ran and criedH2
When Heaven was named they loosed their hold againM2
Then sprung she forth they followed her amainM2
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Not far behind a knight of swarthy faceB2
High on a coal black steed pursued the chaceB2
With flashing flames his ardent eyes were filledH2
And in his hands a naked sword he heldH2
He cheered the dogs to follow her who fledH2
And vowed revenge on her devoted headH2
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As Theodore was born of noble kindH2
The brutal action roused his manly mindH2
Moved with unworthy usage of the maidH2
He though unarmed resolved to give her aidH2
A saplin pine he wrenched from out the groundH2
The readiest weapon that his fury foundH2
Thus furnished for offence he crossed the wayZ
Betwixt the graceless villain and his preyZ
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The knight came thundering on but from afarN2
Thus in imperious tone forbad the warO2
'Cease Theodore to proffer vain reliefP2
'Nor stop the vengeance of so just a griefP2
'But give me leave to seize my destined preyZ
'And let eternal justice take the wayZ
'I but revenge my fate disdained betrayedH2
'And suffering death for this ungrateful maid '-
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He said at once dismounting from the steedH2
For now the hell hounds with superior speedH2
Had reached the dame and fastening on her sideH2
The ground with issuing streams of purple dyedH2
Stood Theodore surprised in deadly frightH2
With chattering teeth and bristling hair uprightH2
Yet armed with inborn worth 'Whate'er ' said heP
'Thou art who knowst me better than I theeP
'Or prove thy rightful cause or be defied '-
The spectre fiercely staring thus repliedH2
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'Know Theodore thy ancestry I claimE
'And Guido Cavalcanti was my nameE
'One common sire our fathers did begetH2
'My name and story some remember yetH2
'Thee then a boy within my arms I laidH2
'When for my sins I loved this haughty maidH2
'Not less adored in life nor served by meP
'Than proud Honoria now is loved by theeP
'What did I not her stubborn heart to gainM2
'But all my vows were answered with disdainM2
'She scorned my sorrows and despised my painM2
'Long time I dragged my days in fruitless careT
'Then loathing life and plunged in deep despairT
'To finish my unhappy life I fellQ2
'On this sharp sword and now am damned in hellQ2
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'Short was her joy for soon the insulting maidH2
'By Heaven's decree in the cold grave was laidH2
'And as in unrepenting sin she diedH2
'Doomed to the same bad place is punished for her prideH2
'Because she deemed I well deserved to dieH2
'And made a merit of her crueltyP
'There then we met both tried and both were castH2
'And this irrevocable sentence passedH2
'That she whom I so long pursued in vainM2
'Should suffer from my hands a lingering painM2
'RT

John Dryden



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