To Giovanni Salzilli, A Roman Poet, In His Illness. Scazons. Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: AABBCCDDEFGGHHIIJJKK LLMMDDNNOOPQRRESTTQQ| My halting Muse that dragg'st by choice along | A |
| Thy slow slow step in melancholy song | A |
| And lik'st that pace expressive of thy cares | B |
| Not less than Diopeia's sprightlier airs | B |
| When in the dance she beats with measur'd tread | C |
| Heav'n's floor in front of Juno's golden bed | C |
| Salute Salsillus who to verse divine | D |
| Prefers with partial love such lays as mine | D |
| Thus writes that Milton then who wafted o'er | E |
| From his own nest on Albion's stormy shore | F |
| Where Eurus fiercest of th'Aeolian band | G |
| Sweeps with ungovern'd rage the blasted land | G |
| Of late to more serene Ausonia came | H |
| To view her cities of illustrious name | H |
| To prove himself a witness of the truth | I |
| How wise her elders and how learn'd her Youth | I |
| Much good Salsillus and a body free | J |
| From all disease that Milton asks for thee | J |
| Who now endur'st the languor and the pains | K |
| That bile inflicts diffus'd through all thy veins | K |
| Relentless malady not mov'd to spare | L |
| By thy sweet Roman voice and Lesbian air | L |
| Health Hebe's sister sent us from the skies | M |
| And thou Apollo whom all sickness flies | M |
| Pythius or Paean or what name divine | D |
| Soe'er thou chuse haste heal a priest of thine | D |
| Ye groves of Faunus and ye hills that melt | N |
| With vinous dews where meek Evander dwelt | N |
| If aught salubrious in your confines grow | O |
| Strive which shall soonest heal your poet's woe | O |
| That render'd to the Muse he loves again | P |
| He may enchant the meadows with his strain | Q |
| Numa reclin'd in everlasting ease | R |
| Amid the shade of dark embow'ring trees | R |
| Viewing with eyes of unabated fire | E |
| His loved Aegeria shall that strain admire | S |
| So sooth'd the tumid Tiber shall revere | T |
| The tombs of kings nor desolate the year | T |
| Shall curb his waters with a friendly rein | Q |
| And guide them harmless till they meet the main | Q |
John Milton
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