Theodore And Honoria. From Boccace Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: AABBCCDD EEFFGHIIJJJKLMNO PQRRSSCCC TTUUUJJSS VVFFII WWVVVXXYYZZ NOA2A2B2B2C2C2D2D2CE 2 LLF2F2FFKKKTTWWGG2H F2F2H2H2H2H2H2QQI2I2 H2H2H2H2 H2H2J2K2H2H2H2H2L2L2 H2H2H2H2M2M2 B2B2H2H2H2H2 H2H2H2H2H2H2ZZ N2O2P2P2ZZH2 H2H2H2H2H2H2PP H2 EEH2H2H2H2PPM2M2M2TT Q2Q2 H2H2H2H2H2PH2H2M2M2TOf all the cities in Romanian lands | A |
The chief and most renowned Ravenna stands | A |
Adorned in ancient times with arms and arts | B |
And rich inhabitants with generous hearts | B |
But Theodore the brave above the rest | C |
With gifts of fortune and of nature blessed | C |
The foremost place for wealth and honour held | D |
And all in feats of chivalry excelled | D |
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This noble youth to madness loved a dame | E |
Of high degree Honoria was her name | E |
Fair as the fairest but of haughty mind | F |
And fiercer than became so soft a kind | F |
Proud of her birth for equal she had none | G |
The rest she scorned but hated him alone | H |
His gifts his constant courtship nothing gained | I |
For she the more he loved the more disdained | I |
He lived with all the pomp he could devise | J |
At tilts and turnaments obtained the prize | J |
But found no favour in his lady's eyes | J |
Relentless as a rock the lofty maid | K |
Turned all to poison that he did or said | L |
Nor prayers nor tears nor offered vows could move | M |
The work went backward and the more he strove | N |
To advance his suit the farther from her love | O |
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Wearied at length and wanting remedy | P |
He doubted oft and oft resolved to die | Q |
But pride stood ready to prevent the blow | R |
For who would die to gratify a foe | R |
His generous mind disdained so mean a fate | S |
That passed his next endeavour was to hate | S |
But vainer that relief than all the rest | C |
The less he hoped with more desire possessed | C |
Love stood the siege and would not yield his breast | C |
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Change was the next but change deceived his care | T |
He sought a fairer but found none so fair | T |
He would have worn her out by slow degrees | U |
As men by fasting starve the untamed disease | U |
But present love required a present ease | U |
Looking he feeds alone his famished eyes | J |
Feeds lingering death but looking not he dies | J |
Yet still he chose the longest way to fate | S |
Wasting at once his life and his estate | S |
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His friends beheld and pitied him in vain | V |
For what advice can ease a lover's pain | V |
Absence the best expedient they could find | F |
Might svae the fortune if not cure the mind | F |
This means they long proposed but little gained | I |
Yet after much pursuit at length obtained | I |
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Hard you may think it was to give consent | W |
But struggling with his own desires he went | W |
With large expense and with a pompous train | V |
Provided as to visit Fraunce or Spain | V |
Or for some distant voyage o'er the main | V |
But Love had clipped his wings and cut him short | X |
Confined within the purlieus of his court | X |
Three miles he went nor farther could retreat | Y |
His travels ended at his country seat | Y |
To Chassi's pleasing plains he took his way | Z |
There pitched his tents and there resolved to stay | Z |
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The spring was in the prime the neighbouring grove | N |
Supplied with birds the choristers of love | O |
Music unbought that ministered delight | A2 |
To morning walks and lulled his cares by night | A2 |
There he discharged his friends but not the expense | B2 |
Of frequent treats and proud magnificence | B2 |
He lived as kings retire though more at large | C2 |
From public business yet with equal charge | C2 |
With house and heart still open to receive | D2 |
As well content as love would give him leave | D2 |
He would have lived more free but many a guest | C |
Who could forsake the friend pursued the feast | E2 |
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It happed one morning as his fancy led | L |
Before his usual hour he left his bed | L |
To walk within a lonely lawn that stood | F2 |
On every side surrounded by the wood | F2 |
Alone he walked to please his pensive mind | F |
And sought the deepest solitude to find | F |
'Twas in a grove of spreading pines he strayed | K |
The winds within the quivering branches played | K |
And dancing trees a mournful music made | K |
The place it self was suiting to his care | T |
Uncouth and savage as the cruel fair | T |
He wandered on unknowing where he went | W |
Lost in the wood and all on love intent | W |
The day already half his race had run | G |
And summoned him to due repast at noon | G2 |
But Love could feel no hunger but his own | H |
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While listening to the murmuring leaves he stood | F2 |
More than a mile immersed within the wood | F2 |
At once the wind was laid the whispering sound | H2 |
Was dumb a rising earthquake rocked the ground | H2 |
With deeper brown the grove was overspread | H2 |
A sudden horror seized his giddy head | H2 |
And his ears tinkled and his colour fled | H2 |
Nature was in alarm some danger nigh | Q |
Seemed threatened though unseen to mortal eye | Q |
Unused to fear he summoned all his soul | I2 |
And stood collected in him self and whole | I2 |
Not long for soon a whirlwind rose around | H2 |
And from afar he heard a screaming sound | H2 |
As of a dame distressed who cried for aid | H2 |
And filled with loud laments the secret shade | H2 |
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A thicket close beside the grove there stood | H2 |
With breers and brambles choked and dwarfish wood | H2 |
From thence the noise which now approaching near | J2 |
With more distinguished notes invades his ear | K2 |
He raised his head and saw a beauteous maid | H2 |
With hair dishevelled issuing through the shade | H2 |
Stripped of her clothes and e'en those parts revealed | H2 |
Which modest nature keeps from sight concealed | H2 |
Her face her hands her naked limbs were torn | L2 |
With passing through the brakes and prickly thorn | L2 |
Two mastiffs gaunt and grim her flight pursued | H2 |
And oft their fastened fangs in blood imbrued | H2 |
Oft they came up and pinched her tender side | H2 |
'Mercy O mercy Heaven ' she ran and cried | H2 |
When Heaven was named they loosed their hold again | M2 |
Then sprung she forth they followed her amain | M2 |
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Not far behind a knight of swarthy face | B2 |
High on a coal black steed pursued the chace | B2 |
With flashing flames his ardent eyes were filled | H2 |
And in his hands a naked sword he held | H2 |
He cheered the dogs to follow her who fled | H2 |
And vowed revenge on her devoted head | H2 |
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As Theodore was born of noble kind | H2 |
The brutal action roused his manly mind | H2 |
Moved with unworthy usage of the maid | H2 |
He though unarmed resolved to give her aid | H2 |
A saplin pine he wrenched from out the ground | H2 |
The readiest weapon that his fury found | H2 |
Thus furnished for offence he crossed the way | Z |
Betwixt the graceless villain and his prey | Z |
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The knight came thundering on but from afar | N2 |
Thus in imperious tone forbad the war | O2 |
'Cease Theodore to proffer vain relief | P2 |
'Nor stop the vengeance of so just a grief | P2 |
'But give me leave to seize my destined prey | Z |
'And let eternal justice take the way | Z |
'I but revenge my fate disdained betrayed | H2 |
'And suffering death for this ungrateful maid ' | - |
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He said at once dismounting from the steed | H2 |
For now the hell hounds with superior speed | H2 |
Had reached the dame and fastening on her side | H2 |
The ground with issuing streams of purple dyed | H2 |
Stood Theodore surprised in deadly fright | H2 |
With chattering teeth and bristling hair upright | H2 |
Yet armed with inborn worth 'Whate'er ' said he | P |
'Thou art who knowst me better than I thee | P |
'Or prove thy rightful cause or be defied ' | - |
The spectre fiercely staring thus replied | H2 |
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'Know Theodore thy ancestry I claim | E |
'And Guido Cavalcanti was my name | E |
'One common sire our fathers did beget | H2 |
'My name and story some remember yet | H2 |
'Thee then a boy within my arms I laid | H2 |
'When for my sins I loved this haughty maid | H2 |
'Not less adored in life nor served by me | P |
'Than proud Honoria now is loved by thee | P |
'What did I not her stubborn heart to gain | M2 |
'But all my vows were answered with disdain | M2 |
'She scorned my sorrows and despised my pain | M2 |
'Long time I dragged my days in fruitless care | T |
'Then loathing life and plunged in deep despair | T |
'To finish my unhappy life I fell | Q2 |
'On this sharp sword and now am damned in hell | Q2 |
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'Short was her joy for soon the insulting maid | H2 |
'By Heaven's decree in the cold grave was laid | H2 |
'And as in unrepenting sin she died | H2 |
'Doomed to the same bad place is punished for her pride | H2 |
'Because she deemed I well deserved to die | H2 |
'And made a merit of her cruelty | P |
'There then we met both tried and both were cast | H2 |
'And this irrevocable sentence passed | H2 |
'That she whom I so long pursued in vain | M2 |
'Should suffer from my hands a lingering pain | M2 |
'R | T |
John Dryden
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