Fiordispina Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: AABBCCDEFF FFCCFFDDCCDEGGHHIIDD JFFK GLMMHDDNNDDFFEO PEQD GRSII T DDUULG VAAWWXFBBNNGGNThe season was the childhood of sweet June | A |
Whose sunny hours from morning until noon | A |
Went creeping through the day with silent feet | B |
Each with its load of pleasure slow yet sweet | B |
Like the long years of blest Eternity | C |
Never to be developed Joy to thee | C |
Fiordispina and thy Cosimo | D |
For thou the wonders of the depth canst know | E |
Of this unfathomable flood of hours | F |
Sparkling beneath the heaven which embowers | F |
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They were two cousins almost like to twins | F |
Except that from the catalogue of sins | F |
Nature had rased their love which could not be | C |
But by dissevering their nativity | C |
And so they grew together like two flowers | F |
Upon one stem which the same beams and showers | F |
Lull or awaken in their purple prime | D |
Which the same hand will gather the same clime | D |
Shake with decay This fair day smiles to see | C |
All those who love and who e er loved like thee | C |
Fiordispina Scarcely Cosimo | D |
Within whose bosom and whose brain now glow | E |
The ardours of a vision which obscure | G |
The very idol of its portraiture | G |
He faints dissolved into a sea of love | H |
But thou art as a planet sphered above | H |
But thou art Love itself ruling the motion | I |
Of his subjected spirit such emotion | I |
Must end in sin and sorrow if sweet May | D |
Had not brought forth this morn your wedding day | D |
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Lie there sleep awhile in your own dew | J |
Ye faint eyed children of the Hours | F |
Fiordispina said and threw the flowers | F |
Which she had from the breathing | K |
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A table near of polished porphyry | G |
They seemed to wear a beauty from the eye | L |
That looked on them a fragrance from the touch | M |
Whose warmth checked their life a light such | M |
As sleepers wear lulled by the voice they love which did reprove | H |
The childish pity that she felt for them | D |
And a remorse that from their stem | D |
She had divided such fair shapes made | N |
A feeling in the which was a shade | N |
Of gentle beauty on the flowers there lay | D |
All gems that make the earth s dark bosom gay | D |
rods of myrtle buds and lemon blooms | F |
And that leaf tinted lightly which assumes | F |
The livery of unremembered snow | E |
Violets whose eyes have drunk | O |
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Fiordispina and her nurse are now | P |
Upon the steps of the high portico | E |
Under the withered arm of Media | Q |
She flings her glowing arm | D |
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step by step and stair by stair | G |
That withered woman gray and white and brown | R |
More like a trunk by lichens overgrown | S |
Than anything which once could have been human | I |
And ever as she goes the palsied woman | I |
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'How slow and painfully you seem to walk | T |
Poor Media you tire yourself with talk ' | - |
And well it may | D |
Fiordispina dearest well a day | D |
You are hastening to a marriage bed | U |
I to the grave And if my love were dead | U |
Unless my heart deceives me I would lie | L |
Beside him in my shroud as willingly | G |
As now in the gay night dress Lilla wrought ' | - |
'Fie child Let that unseasonable thought | V |
Not be remembered till it snows in June | A |
Such fancies are a music out of tune | A |
With the sweet dance your heart must keep to night | W |
What would you take all beauty and delight | W |
Back to the Paradise from which you sprung | X |
And leave to grosser mortals | F |
And say sweet lamb would you not learn the sweet | B |
And subtle mystery by which spirits meet | B |
Who knows whether the loving game is played | N |
When once of mortal vesture disarrayed | N |
The naked soul goes wandering here and there | G |
Through the wide deserts of Elysian air | G |
The violet dies not till it | N |
Percy Bysshe Shelley
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