The Two Ladies Of Syracuse Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

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GORGOA
Is dame Praxinoa inB
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PRAXINOAB
Yes Gorgo dearC
How late you are the only marvel isD
You're here at all Quick Eunoa find a chairE
And fling a cushion on itF
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GORGOA
ThanksG
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PRAXINOAB
Sit downB
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GORGOA
Oh what a thing is spirit Here I amH
Praxinoa safe at last from all that crowdI
And all those chariots every street a massJ
Of boots and soldiers' jackets Oh the roadK
Seemed endless and you live so far awayL
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PRAXINOAB
This land's end den for dwelling it is notM
My madcap hired to keep us twain apartN
And stir up strife 'Twas like him odious pestO
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GORGOA
Nay call not dear your lord your Deinon namesP
To the babe's face Look how it stares at youQ
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PRAXINOAB
There baby sweet I never meant PapaR
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GORGOA
It understands by'r lady dear PapaR
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PRAXINOAB
Well yesterday that means what day you likeA
'Papa' had rouge and hair powder to buyS
He brought back salt this oaf of six foot oneB
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GORGOA
Just such another is that pickpocketT
My Diocleides He bought t'other dayL
Six fleeces at seven drachms his last exploitU
What were they Scraps of worn out pedlar's bagsV
Sheer trash But put your gown and kirtle onB
And we'll to Ptolemy's the sumptuous kingA
To see the Adonis As I hear the queenB
Provides us entertainment of the bestO
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PRAXINOAB
The grand can do things grandly Tell me moreW
You that have seen be eyes unto the blindX
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GORGOA
'Twere time we went but all time's holidayL
With idlersV
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PRAXINOAB
Eunoa pampered minx the jugA
Set it down here you cats would sleep all dayL
On cushions Stir yourself fetch water quickA
Water's our first want How she holds the jugA
Now pour not cormorant in that wasteful wayL
You've drenched my dress bad luck t'you There enoughY
I have made such toilet as my fates allowedI
Now for the key o' the plate chest Bring it quickA
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GORGOA
My dear that full pelisse becomes you wellZ
What did it stand you in straight off the loomA2
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PRAXINOAB
Don't ask me Gorgo two good pounds and moreW
Then I gave all my mind to trimming itF
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GORGOA
Well 'tis a great success Where have you leftB2
My mantle Eunoa and my parasolZ
Arrange me nicely Babe you'll bide at homeC2
Horses might eat you ghosts Yes cry your fillZ
But we won't have you maimed Now let's be offD2
You Phrygia take and nurse the tiny thingA
Call the dog in make fast the outer doorW
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PRAXINOAB
Gods what a crowd How when shall we get pastE2
This nuisance these unending ant like swarmsV
Yet Ptolemy we owe thee thanks for muchF2
Since heaven received thy sire No miscreant nowB
Creeps Thug like up to maul the passer byS
What games men played erewhile men shaped in crimeG2
Birds of a feather rascals every oneB
We're done for Gorgo darling here they areH2
The Royal horse Sweet sir don't trample meI2
That bay the savage reared up straight on endJ2
Fly Eunoa can't you Doggedly she standsV
He'll be his rider's death How glad I amH
My babe's at homeC2
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GORGOA
Praxinoa never mindX
See we're before them now and they're in lineB
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PRAXINOAB
There I'm myself But from a child I fearedK2
Horses and slimy snakes But haste we onB
A surging multitude is close behindX
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GORGO To Old LadyI2
From the palace motherL2
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OLD LADYI2
Ay childM2
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GORGOA
Is it fair of accessV
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OLD LADYI2
Trying brought the Greeks to TroyN2
Yound ladies they must try who would succeedO2
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GORGOA
The crone hath said her oracle and goneB
Women know all how Adam married EveP2
Praxinoa look what crowds are round the doorW
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PRAXINOAB
Fearful Your hand please Gorgo Eunoa youQ
Hold Eutychis hold tight or you'll be lostQ2
We'll enter in a body hold us fastE2
Oh dear my muslin dress is torn in twoQ
Gorgo already Pray good gentlemanB
And happiness be yours respect my robeR2
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STRANGERL2
I could not if I would nathless I willZ
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PRAXINOAB
They come in hundreds and they push like swineB
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STRANGERL2
Lady take courage it is all well nowB
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PRAXINOAB
And now and ever be it well with theeI2
Sweet man for shielding us An honest soulZ
And kindly Oh we're smothering EunoaB
Fight your way trembler Good 'We're all in now '-
As quoth the goodman and shut out his wifeS2
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GORGOA
Praxinoa look Note well this broidery firstT2
How exquisitely fine too good for earthU2
Empress Athene what strange sempstress wroughtV2
Such work What painter painted realizedW2
Such pictures Just like life they stand or moveX2
Facts and not fancies What a thing is manB
How bright how lifelike on his silvern couchY2
Lies with youth's bloom scarce shadowing his cheekA
That dear Adonis lovely e'en in deathZ2
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A STRANGERL2
Bad luck t'you cease your censeless pigeon's prateW2
Their brogue is killing every word a drawlZ
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GORGOA
Whence did he spring from What is it to theeI2
If we two prattle Order sir your slavesV
You're ordering Syracusan ladies nowB
Corinthians bred to tell you one fact moreW
As was Bellerophon islanders in speechA3
For Dorians may talk Doric I presumeA2
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PRAXINOAB
Persephone Our master's yet unbornB
I've but one terror lest he soil my gownB
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GORGOA
Hush dear Argeia's daughter's going to singA
The Adonis that accomplished vocalistW2
Who has no rival in 'The Sailor's Grave '-
Mark her coquetting with her music nowB
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SONGA
Queen who lov'st Golgi and the Sicel hillZ
And Ida Aphrodite radiant eyedW2
The dainty footed Hours from Acheron's rillZ
Brought once again Adonis to thy sideW2
How changed in twelve short months They travel slowZ
Those precious Hours we hail their advent stillZ
For blessings do they bring to all belowZ
O Sea born thou didst erst or legend liesV
Shed on a woman's soul thy grace benignB
And Berenice's dust immortalizeV
O called by many names at many a shrineB
For thy sweet sake doth Berenice's childW2
Herself a second Helen deck with allZ
That's fair Adonis On his right are piledW2
Ripe apples fallen from the oak tree tallZ
And silver caskets at his left supportW2
Toy gardens Syrian scents enshrined in goldW2
And alabaster cakes of every sortW2
That in their ovens the pastrywomen mouldW2
When with white meal they mix all flowers that bloomA2
Oil cakes and honey cakes There stand portrayedW2
Each bird each butterfly and in the gloomA2
Of foliage climbing high and downward weighedW2
By graceful blossoms do the young Loves playZ
Like nightingales and perch on every treeI2
And flit to try their wings from spray to sprayZ
Then see the gold the ebony O seeI2
The ivory carven eagles bearing upB3
To Zeus the boy who fills his royal cupB3
Soft as a dream such tap'stry gleams o'erheadW2
As the Milesian's self would gaze on charmedW2
But sweet Adonis hath his own sweet bedW2
Next Aphrodite sleeps the roseate armedW2
A bridegroom of eighteen or nineteen yearsV
Kiss the smooth boyish lip there's no sting thereE
The bride hath found her own all bliss be hersV
And him at dewy dawn we'll troop to bearE
To where the breakers hiss against the shoreW
There with dishevelled dress and unbound hairE
Bare bosomed all our descant wild we'll pourW
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'Thou haunt'st Adonis earth and heaven in turnB
Alone of heroes Agamemnon ne'erE
Could compass this nor Ajax stout and sternB
Nor Hector eldest born of her who bareE
Ten sons not Patrocles nor safe returnedW2
From Ilium Pyrrhus such distinction earnedW2
Nor elder yet the sons of LapithI2
Of Pelops and Deucalion and the crownB
Of Greece Pelasgians Gracious may'st thou beI2
Adonis now pour new year's blessings downB
Right welcome dost thou come Adonis dearC
Come when thou wilt thou'lt find a welcome here '-
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GORGOA
'Tis fine Praxinoa How I envy herL2
Her learning and still more her luscious voiceV
We must go home my husband's supperlessV
And in that state he's simply vinegarL2
Don't cross his path when hungry So farewellZ
Adonis and be housed 'mid welfare ayeS

Jon Corelis Theocritus



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