Orlando Furioso Canto 4 Poem Rhyme Scheme

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Orlando Furioso Canto 4 Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

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ARGUMENT	A
The old Atlantes suffers fatal wreck	B
Foiled by the ring and young Rogero freed	C
Who soars in air till he appears a speck	B
Mounted upon the wizard's winged steed	C
Obediant to the royal Charles's beck	B
He who had followed Love's imperious lead	D
Rinaldo disembarks on British land	E
And saves Genevra doomed to stake and brand	E
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I	-
Though an ill mind appear in simulation	F
And for the most such quality offends	G
'Tis plain that this in many a situation	F
Is found to further beneficial ends	G
And save from blame and danger and vexation	F
Since we converse not always with our friends	G
In this less clear than clouded mortal life	H
Beset with snares and full of envious strife	H
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II	-
If after painful proof we scarcely find	I
A real friend through various chances sought	J
To whom we may communicate our mind	I
Keeping no watch upon our wandering thought	J
What should the young Rogero's lady kind	I
Do with Brunello not sincere but fraught	J
With treasons manifold and false and tainted	K
As by the good enchantress truly painted	L
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III	-
She feigns as well with that deceitful scout	M
Fitting with him the father of all lies	N
Watches his thievish hands in fear and doubt	M
And follows every motion with her eyes	N
When lo a mighty noise is heard without	M
O mighty mother king of heaven she cries	N
What thing is this I hear and quickly springs	O
Towards the place from whence the larum rings	O
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IV	H
And sees the host and all his family	P
Where one to door and one to window slips	Q
With eyes upturned and gazing at the sky	-
As if to witness comet or eclipse	Q
And there the lady views with wondering eye	-
What she had scarce believed from other's lips	Q
A feathered courser sailing through the rack	R
Who bore an armed knight upon his back	R
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V	P
Broad were his pinions and of various hue	S
Seated between a knight the saddle pressed	T
Clad in steel arms which wide their radiance threw	S
His wonderous course directed to the west	T
There dropt among the mountains lost to view	S
And this was as that host informed his guest	T
And true the tale a sorcerer who made	U
Now farther now more near his frequent raid	U
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VI	-
He sometimes towering soars into the skies	N
Then seems descending but to skim the ground	V
And of all beauteous women makes a prize	N
Who to their mischief in these parts are found	V
Hence whether in their own or other's eyes	N
Esteemed as fair the wretched damsels round	V
And all in fact the felon plunders hine	F
As fearing of the sun to be descried	V
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VII	-
A castle on the Pyrenean height	V
The necromancer keeps the work of spell	W
The host relates of steel so fair and bright	V
All nature cannot match the wonderous shell	W
There many cavaliers to prove their might	V
Have gone but none returned the tale to tell	W
So that I doubt fair sir the thief enthralls	N
Or slays whoever in the encounter falls	N
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VIII	-
The watchful maid attends to every thing	X
Glad at her heart and trusting to complete	V
What she shall compass by the virtuous ring	X
The downfall of the enchanter and his seat	V
Then to the host A guide I pray thee bring	X
Who better knows than me the thief's retreat	V
So burns my heart nor can I choose but go	Y
To strive in battle with this wizard foe	Y
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IX	N
It shall not need exclaimed the dwarfish Moor	Z
For I myself will serve you as a guide	V
Who have the road set down with other lore	A2
So that you shall rejoice with me to ride	V
He meant the ring but further hint forbore	A2
Lest dearly he the avowed should abide	V
And she to him Your guidance gives me pleasure	A2
Meaning by this she hoped to win his treasure	A2
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X	N
What useful was to say she said and what	V
Might hurt her with the Saracen concealed	V
Well suited to her ends the host had got	V
A palfrey fitting for the road or field	V
She bought the steed and as Aurora shot	V
Her rosy rays rode forth with spear and shield	V
And maid and courier through a valley wind	V
Brunello now before and now behind	V
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XI	N
From wood to wood from mount to mountain hoar	A2
They clomb a summit which in cloudless sky	-
Discovers France and Spain and either shore	A2
As from a peak of Apennine the eye	-
May Tuscan and Sclavonian sea explore	A2
There whence we journey to Camaldoli	W
Then through a rugged path and painful wended	V
Which thence into a lowly vale descended	V
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XII	N
A rock from that deep valley's centre springs	N
Bright walls of steel about its summit go	Y
And this as high that airy summit flings	N
As it leaves all the neighbouring cliffs below	Y
He may not scale the height who has not wings	N
And vainly would each painful toil bestow	Y
Lo where his prisoners Sir Brunello cries	N
Ladies and cavaliers the enchanter sties	N
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XIII	N
Scarped smooth upon four parts the mountain bare	A2
Seemed fashioned with the plumb by builder's skill	W
Nor upon any side was path or stair	A2
Which furnished man the means to climb the hill	W
The castle seemed the very nest and lair	A2
Of animal supplied with plume and quill	W
And here the damsel knows 'tis time to slay	W
The wily dwarf and take the ring away	W
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XIV	Y
But deems it foul with blood of man to stain	F
Unarmed and of so base a sort her brand	V
For well without his death she may obtain	F
The costly ring and so suspends her hand	V
Brunello off his guard with little pain	F
She seized and strongly bound with girding band	V
Then to a lofty fir made fast the string	X
But from his finger first withdrew the ring	X
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XV	Y
Neither by tears nor groans nor sound of woe	Y
To move the stedfast maid the dwarf had power	A2
She down the rugged hill descended slow	Y
Until she reached the plain beneath the tower	A2
Then gave her bugle breath the keep below	Y
To call the castled wizard to the stower	A2
And when the sound was finished threatening cried	V
And called him to the combat and defied	V
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XVI	Y
Not long within his gate the enchanter stayed	V
After he heard the voice and bugle ring	X
Against the foe who seemed a man arrayed	V
In arms with him the horse is on the wing	X
But his appearance well consoled the maid	V
Who with small cause for fear beheld him bring	X
Nor mace nor rested lance nor bitting sword	V
Wherewith the corselet might be bruised or gored	V
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XVII	Y
On his left arm alone his shield he took	B2
Covered all o'er with silk of crimson hue	S
In his right hand he held an open book	B2
Whence as the enchanter read strange wonder grew	S
For often times to sight the lance he shook	B2
And flinching eyelids could not hide the view	S
With tuck or mace he seemed to smite the foe	Y
But sate aloof and had not struck a blow	Y
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XVIII	Y
No empty fiction wrought by magic lore	A2
But natural was the steed the wizard pressed	V
For him a filly to griffin bore	A2
Hight hippogryph In wings and beak and crest	V
Formed like his sire as in the feet before	A2
But like the mare his dam in all the rest	V
Such on Riphaean hills though rarely found	V
Are bred beyond the frozen ocean's bound	V
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XIX	N
Drawn by enchantment from his distant lair	A2
The wizard thought but how to tame the foal	W
And in a month instructed him to bear	A2
Saddle and bit and gallop to the goal	W
And execute on earth or in mid air	A2
All shifts of manege course and caracole	W
He with such labour wrought This only real	W
Where all the rest was hollow and ideal	W
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XX	N
This truth by him with fictions was combined	V
Whose sleight passed red for yellow black for white	V
But all his vain enchantments could not blind	V
The maid whose virtuous ring assured her s	N