The Sorceress Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABCDEFFGHIAJCKCLDACF GMANOGAACFGAGCFGFPBA GAFFDGACAOGCCADGQARQ GSFJDOG TUVAAGCCJLWGXQCYUGCF ZDCGCCCAMGCLLHCGAAA2 B2FGNLC2AAGLCQACGD2F WCAGACACLGGCAAFGFQAL CDCDUDQLCE2QCAFF2G2A FAAH2LL AH2H2CWhere are the bay leaves Thestylis and the charms | A |
Fetch all with fiery wool the caldron crown | B |
Let glamour win me back my false lord's heart | C |
Twelve days the wretch hath not come nigh to me | D |
Nor made enquiry if I die or live | E |
Nor clamoured oh unkindness at my door | F |
Sure his swift fancy wanders otherwhere | F |
The slave of Aphrodite and of Love | G |
I'll off to Timagetus' wrestling school | H |
At dawn that I may see him and denounce | I |
His doings but I'll charm him now with charms | A |
So shine out fair O moon To thee I sing | J |
My soft low song to thee and Hecate | C |
The dweller in the shades at whose approach | K |
E'en the dogs quake as on she moves through blood | C |
And darkness and the barrows of the slain | L |
All hail dread Hecate companion me | D |
Unto the end and work me witcheries | A |
Potent as Circe or Medea wrought | C |
Or Perimede of the golden hair | F |
Turn magic wheel draw homeward him I love | G |
First we ignite the grain Nay pile it on | M |
Where are thy wits flown timorous Thestylis | A |
Shall I be flouted I by such as thou | N |
Pile and still say 'This pile is of his bones ' | O |
Turn magic wheel draw homeward him I love | G |
Delphis racks me I burn him in these bays | A |
As flame enkindled they lift up their voice | A |
Blaze once and not a trace is left behind | C |
So waste his flesh to powder in yon fire | F |
Turn magic wheel draw homeward him I love | G |
E'en as I melt not uninspired the wax | A |
May Mindian Delphis melt this hour with love | G |
And swiftly as this brazen wheel whirls round | C |
May Aphrodite whirl him to my door | F |
Turn magic wheel draw homeward him I love | G |
Next burn the husks Hell's adamantine floor | F |
And aught that else stands firm can Artemis move | P |
Thestylis the hounds bay up and down the town | B |
The goddess stands i' the crossroads sound the gongs | A |
Turn magic wheel draw homeward him I love | G |
Hushed are the voices of the winds and seas | A |
But O not hushed the voice of my despair | F |
He burns my being up who left me here | F |
No wife no maiden in my misery | D |
Turn magic wheel draw homeward him I love | G |
Thrice I pour out speak thrice sweet mistress thus | A |
'What face soe'er hangs o'er him be forgot | C |
Clean as in Dia Theseus legends say | A |
Forgat his Ariadne's locks of love ' | O |
Turn magic wheel draw homeward him I love | G |
The coltsfoot grows in Arcady the weed | C |
That drives the mountain colts and swift mares wild | C |
Like them may Delphis rave so maniac wise | A |
Race from his burnished brethren home to me | D |
Turn magic wheel draw homeward him I love | G |
He lost this tassel from his robe which I | Q |
Shred thus and cast it on the raging flames | A |
Ah baleful Love why like the marsh born leech | R |
Cling to my flesh and drain my dark veins dry | Q |
Turn magic wheel draw homeward him I love | G |
From a crushed eft tomorrow he shall drink | S |
Death But now Thestylis take these herbs and smear | F |
That threshold o'er whereto at heart I cling | J |
Still still albeit he thinks scorn of me | D |
And spit and say ''Tis Delphis' bones I smear ' | O |
Turn magic wheel draw homeward him I love | G |
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Now all alone I'll weep a love whence sprung | T |
When born Who wrought my sorrow Anaxo came | U |
Her basket in her hand to Artemis' grove | V |
Bound for the festival troops of forest beasts | A |
Stood round and in the midst a lioness | A |
Bethink thee mistress Moon whence came my love | G |
Theucharidas' slave my Thracian nurse now dead | C |
Then my near neighbour prayed me and implored | C |
To see the pageant I the poor doomed thing | J |
Went with her trailing a fine silken train | L |
And gathering round me Clearista's robe | W |
Bethink thee mistress Moon whence came my love | G |
Now the mid highway reached by Lycon's farm | X |
Delphis and Eudamippus passed me by | Q |
With beards as lustrous as the woodbine's gold | C |
And breasts more sheeny than thyself O Moon | Y |
Fresh from the wrestler's glorious toil they came | U |
Bethink thee mistress Moon whence came my love | G |
I saw I raved smit weakling to my heart | C |
My beauty withered and I cared no more | F |
For all that pomp and how I gained my home | Z |
I know not some strange fever wasted me | D |
Ten nights and days I lay upon my bed | C |
Bethink thee mistress Moon whence came my love | G |
And wan became my flesh as 't had been dyed | C |
And all my hair streamed off and there was left | C |
But bones and skin Whose threshold crossed I not | C |
Or missed what grandam's hut who dealt in charms | A |
For no light thing was this and time sped on | M |
Bethink thee mistress Moon whence came my love | G |
At last I spake the truth to that my maid | C |
'Seek an thou canst some cure for my sore pain | L |
Alas I am all the Mindian's But begone | L |
And watch by Timagetus' wrestling school | H |
There doth he haunt there soothly take his rest | C |
Bethink thee mistress Moon whence came my love | G |
'Find him alone nod softly say 'she waits' | A |
And bring him ' So I spake she went her way | A |
And brought the lustrous limbed one to my roof | A2 |
And I the instant I beheld him step | B2 |
Lightfooted o'er the threshold of my door | F |
Bethink thee mistress Moon whence came my love | G |
Became all cold like snow and from my brow | N |
Brake the damp dewdrops utterance I had none | L |
Not e'en such utterance as a babe may make | C2 |
That babbles to its mother in its dreams | A |
But all my fair frame stiffened into wax | A |
Bethink thee mistress Moon whence came my love | G |
He bent his pitiless eyes on me looked down | L |
And sate him on my couch and sitting said | C |
'Thou hast gained on me Simaetha e'en as I | Q |
Gained once on young Philinus in the race | A |
Bidding me hither ere I came unasked | C |
Bethink thee mistress Moon whence came my love | G |
'For I had come by Eros I had come | D2 |
This night with comrades twain or may be more | F |
The fruitage of the Wine god in my robe | W |
And wound about my brow with ribands red | C |
The silver leaves so dear to Heracles | A |
Bethink thee mistress Moon whence came my love | G |
'Had ye said 'Enter ' well for 'mid my peers | A |
High is my name for goodliness and speed | C |
I had kissed that sweet mouth once and gone my way | A |
But had the door been barred and I thrust out | C |
With brand and axe would we have stormed ye then | L |
Bethink thee mistress Moon whence came my love | G |
'Now be my thanks recorded first to Love | G |
Next to thee maiden who didst pluck me out | C |
A half burned helpless creature from the flames | A |
And badst me hither It is Love that lights | A |
A fire more fierce than his of Lipara | F |
Bethink thee mistress Moon whence came my love | G |
'Scares mischief mad the maiden from her bower | F |
The bride from her warm couch ' He spake and I | Q |
A willing listener sat my hand in his | A |
Among the cushions and his cheek touched mine | L |
Each hotter than its wont and we discoursed | C |
In soft low language Need I prate to thee | D |
Sweet Moon of all we said and all we did | C |
Till yesterday he found no fault with me | D |
Nor I with him But lo to day there came | U |
Philista's mother hers who flutes to me | D |
With her Melampo's just when up the sky | Q |
Gallop the mares that chariot rose limbed Dawn | L |
And divers tales she brought me with the rest | C |
How Delphis loved she knew not rightly whom | E2 |
But this she knew that of the rich wine aye | Q |
He poured 'to Love ' and at the last had fled | C |
To line she deemed the fair one's hall with flowers | A |
Such was my visitor's tale and it was true | F |
For thrice nay four times daily he would stroll | F2 |
Hither leave here full oft his Dorian flask | G2 |
Now 'tis a fortnight since I saw his face | A |
Doth he then treasure something sweet elsewhere | F |
Am I forgot I'll charm him now with charms | A |
But let him try me more and by the Fates | A |
He'll soon be knocking at the gates of hell | H2 |
Spells of such power are in this chest of mine | L |
Learned lady from mine host in Palestine | L |
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Lady farewell turn ocean ward thy steeds | A |
As I have purposed so shall I fulfil | H2 |
Farewell thou bright faced Moon Ye stars farewell | H2 |
That wait upon the car of noiseless Night | C |
Jon Corelis Theocritus
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