Ginevra Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

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Wild pale and wonder stricken even as oneA
Who staggers forth into the air and sunA
From the dark chamber of a mortal feverB
Bewildered and incapable and everB
Fancying strange comments in her dizzy brainC
Of usual shapes till the familiar trainC
Of objects and of persons passed like thingsD
Strange as a dreamer s mad imaginingsD
Ginevra from the nuptial altar wentE
The vows to which her lips had sworn assentE
Rung in her brain still with a jarring dinF
Deafening the lost intelligence withinF
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And so she moved under the bridal veilG
Which made the paleness of her cheek more paleG
And deepened the faint crimson of her mouthH
And darkened her dark locks as moonlight dothI
And of the gold and jewels glittering thereJ
She scarce felt conscious but the weary glareJ
Lay like a chaos of unwelcome lightK
Vexing the sense with gorgeous undelightK
A moonbeam in the shadow of a cloudK
Was less heavenly fair her face was bowedK
And as she passed the diamonds in her hairJ
Were mirrored in the polished marble stairJ
Which led from the cathedral to the streetK
And ever as she went her light fair feetK
Erased these imagesD
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The bride maidens who round her thronging cameL
Some with a sense of self rebuke and shameL
Envying the unenviable and othersD
Making the joy which should have been another sD
Their own by gentle sympathy and someM
Sighing to think of an unhappy homeN
Some few admiring what can ever lureO
Maidens to leave the heaven serene and pureO
Of parents smiles for life s great cheat a thingP
Bitter to taste sweet in imaginingP
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But they are all dispersed and lo she standsD
Looking in idle grief on her white handsD
Alone within the garden now her ownQ
And through the sunny air with jangling toneQ
The music of the merry marriage bellsD
Killing the azure silence sinks and swellsD
Absorbed like one within a dream who dreamsD
That he is dreaming until slumber seemsD
A mockery of itself when suddenlyR
Antonio stood before her pale as sheR
With agony with sorrow and with prideK
He lifted his wan eyes upon the brideK
And said Is this thy faith and then as oneA
Whose sleeping face is stricken by the sunA
With light like a harsh voice which bids him riseD
And look upon his day of life with eyesD
Which weep in vain that they can dream no moreS
Ginevra saw her lover and forboreS
To shriek or faint and checked the stifling bloodK
Rushing upon her heart and unsubduedK
Said Friend if earthly violence or illT
Suspicion doubt or the tyrannic willT
Of parents chance or custom time or changeU
Or circumstance or terror or revengeV
Or wildered looks or words or evil speechW
With all their stings and venom can impeachW
Our love we love not if the grave which hidesD
The victim from the tyrant and dividesD
The cheek that whitens from the eyes that dartK
Imperious inquisition to the heartK
That is another s could dissever oursD
We love not What do not the silent hoursD
Beckon thee to Gherardi s bridal bedK
Is not that ring a pledge he would have saidK
Of broken vows but she with patient lookX
The golden circle from her finger tookX
And said Accept this token of my faithY
The pledge of vows to be absolved by deathZ
And I am dead or shall be soon my knellA2
Will mix its music with that merry bellA2
Does it not sound as if they sweetly saidK
We toll a corpse out of the marriage bedK
The flowers upon my bridal chamber strewnB2
Will serve unfaded for my bier so soonB2
That even the dying violet will not dieK
Before Ginevra The strong fantasyR
Had made her accents weaker and more weakC2
And quenched the crimson life upon her cheekC2
And glazed her eyes and spread an atmosphereS
Round her which chilled the burning noon with fearS
Making her but an image of the thoughtK
Which like a prophet or a shadow broughtK
News of the terrors of the coming timeD2
Like an accuser branded with the crimeD2
He would have cast on a beloved friendK
Whose dying eyes reproach not to the endK
The pale betrayer he then with vain repentanceD
Would share he cannot now avert the sentenceD
Antonio stood and would have spoken whenE2
The compound voice of women and of menE2
Was heard approaching he retired while sheR
Was led amid the admiring companyR
Back to the palace and her maidens soonB2
Changed her attire for the afternoonB2
And left her at her own request to keepF2
An hour of quiet rest like one asleepF2
With open eyes and folded hands she layG2
Pale in the light of the declining dayG2
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Meanwhile the day sinks fast the sun is setK
And in the lighted hall the guests are metK
The beautiful looked lovelier in the lightK
Of love and admiration and delightK
Reflected from a thousand hearts and eyesD
Kindling a momentary ParadiseD
This crowd is safer than the silent woodK
Where love s own doubts disturb the solitudeK
On frozen hearts the fiery rain of wineH2
Falls and the dew of music more divineH2
Tempers the deep emotions of the timeD2
To spirits cradled in a sunny climeD2
How many meet who never yet have metK
To part too soon but never to forgetK
How many saw the beauty power and witK
Of looks and words which ne er enchanted yetK
But life s familiar veil was now withdrawnI2
As the world leaps before an earthquake s dawnI2
And unprophetic of the coming hoursD
The matin winds from the expanded flowersD
Scatter their hoarded incense and awakenA
The earth until the dewy sleep is shakenA
From every living heart which it possessesD
Through seas and winds cities and wildernessesD
As if the future and the past were allJ2
Treasured i the instant so Gherardi s hallJ2
Laughed in the mirth of its lord s festivalK2
Till some one asked Where is the Bride And thenE2
A bridesmaid went and ere she came againE2
A silence fell upon the guests a pauseD
Of expectation as when beauty awesD
All hearts with its approach though unbeheldK
Then wonder and then fear that wonder quelledK
For whispers passed from mouth to ear which drewS
The colour from the hearer s cheeks and flewS
Louder and swifter round the companyR
And then Gherardi entered with an eyeK
Of ostentatious trouble and a crowdK
Surrounded him and some were weeping loudK
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They found Ginevra dead if it be deathZ
To lie without motion or pulse or breathZ
With waxen cheeks and limbs cold stiff and whiteK
And open eyes whose fixed and glassy lightK
Mocked at the speculation they had ownedK
If it be death when there is felt aroundK
A smell of clay a pale and icy glareS
And silence and a sense that lifts the hairS
From the scalp to the ankles as it wereS
Corruption from the spirit passing forthL2
And giving all it shrouded to the earthM2
And leaving as swift lightning in its flightK
Ashes and smoke and darkness in our nightK
Of thought we know thus much of death no moreS
Than the unborn dream of our life beforeS
Their barks are wrecked on its inhospitable shoreS
The marriage feast and its solemnityR
Was turned to funeral pomp the companyR
With heavy hearts and looks broke up nor theyG2
Who loved the dead went weeping on their wayG2
Alone but sorrow mixed with sad surpriseD
Loosened the springs of pity in all eyesD
On which that form whose fate they weep in vainC
Will never thought they kindle smiles againE2
The lamps which half extinguished in their hasteK
Gleamed few and faint o er the abandoned feastK
Showed as it were within the vaulted roomD2
A cloud of sorrow hanging as if gloomD2
Had passed out of men s minds into the airS
Some few yet stood around Gherardi thereS
Friends and relations of the dead and heR
A loveless man accepted torpidlyS
The consolation that he wanted notK
Awe in the place of grief within him wroughtK
Their whispers made the solemn silence seemD2
More still some weptK
Some melted into tears without a sobN2
And some with hearts that might be heard to throbN2
Leaned on the table and aO2

Percy Bysshe Shelley



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