Marenghi Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABCDCEE AEE AEFEFEE FGEGEE FHIH FJKJLMM FFFFFHF FNENEOO HEPEPEE HFFFFPP H EFEFQ HHEHEHH HRSRSQT HUGUGFF FHFHFCC FJVJVHH FFFFFFF FFWFWFF FXYEYMM HZA2ZB2MM HC2D2C2D2HH HE2EF2EHH HEEEEHH HEHHHHH FHHFHHH FHG2HG2HH FHHHHH2 FHEHEEE FI2HHI | A |
Let those who pine in pride or in revenge | B |
Or think that ill for ill should be repaid | C |
Who barter wrong for wrong until the exchange | D |
Ruins the merchants of such thriftless trade | C |
Visit the tower of Vado and unlearn | E |
Such bitter faith beside Marenghi s urn | E |
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II | A |
A massy tower yet overhangs the town | E |
A scattered group of ruined dwellings now | E |
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III | A |
Another scene are wise Etruria knew | E |
Its second ruin through internal strife | F |
And tyrants through the breach of discord threw | E |
The chain which binds and kills As death to life | F |
As winter to fair flowers though some be poison | E |
So Monarchy succeeds to Freedom s foison | E |
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IV | F |
In Pisa s church a cup of sculptured gold | G |
Was brimming with the blood of feuds forsworn | E |
A Sacrament more holy ne er of old | G |
Etrurians mingled mid the shades forlorn | E |
Of moon illumined forests when | E |
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V | F |
And reconciling factions wet their lips | H |
With that dread wine and swear to keep each spirit | I |
Undarkened by their country s last eclipse | H |
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VI | F |
Was Florence the liberticide that band | J |
Of free and glorious brothers who had planted | K |
Like a green isle mid Aethiopian sand | J |
A nation amid slaveries disenchanted | L |
Of many impious faiths wise just do they | M |
Does Florence gorge the sated tyrants prey | M |
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VII | F |
O foster nurse of man s abandoned glory | F |
Since Athens its great mother sunk in splendour | F |
Thou shadowest forth that mighty shape in story | F |
As ocean its wrecked fanes severe yet tender | F |
The light invested angel Poesy | H |
Was drawn from the dim world to welcome thee | F |
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VIII | F |
And thou in painting didst transcribe all taught | N |
By loftiest meditations marble knew | E |
The sculptor s fearless soul and as he wrought | N |
The grace of his own power and freedom grew | E |
And more than all heroic just sublime | O |
Thou wart among the false was this thy crime | O |
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IX | H |
Yes and on Pisa s marble walls the twine | E |
Of direst weeds hangs garlanded the snake | P |
Inhabits its wrecked palaces in thine | E |
A beast of subtler venom now doth make | P |
Its lair and sits amid their glories overthrown | E |
And thus thy victim s fate is as thine own | E |
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X | H |
The sweetest flowers are ever frail and rare | F |
And love and freedom blossom but to wither | F |
And good and ill like vines entangled are | F |
So that their grapes may oft be plucked together | F |
Divide the vintage ere thou drink then make | P |
Thy heart rejoice for dead Marenghi s sake | P |
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Xa | H |
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Albert Marenghi was a Florentine | E |
If he had wealth or children or a wife | F |
Or friends or farm or cherished thoughts which twine | E |
The sights and sounds of home with life s own life | F |
Of these he was despoiled and Florence sent | Q |
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XI | H |
No record of his crime remains in story | H |
But if the morning bright as evening shone | E |
It was some high and holy deed by glory | H |
Pursued into forgetfulness which won | E |
From the blind crowd he made secure and free | H |
The patriot s meed toil death and infamy | H |
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XII | H |
For when by sound of trumpet was declared | R |
A price upon his life and there was set | S |
A penalty of blood on all who shared | R |
So much of water with him as might wet | S |
His lips which speech divided not he went | Q |
Alone as you may guess to banishment | T |
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XIII | H |
Amid the mountains like a hunted beast | U |
He hid himself and hunger toil and cold | G |
Month after month endured it was a feast | U |
Whene er he found those globes of deep red gold | G |
Which in the woods the strawberry tree doth bear | F |
Suspended in their emerald atmosphere | F |
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XIV | F |
And in the roofless huts of vast morasses | H |
Deserted by the fever stricken serf | F |
All overgrown with reeds and long rank grasses | H |
And hillocks heaped of moss inwoven turf | F |
And where the huge and speckled aloe made | C |
Rooted in stones a broad and pointed shade | C |
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XV | F |
He housed himself There is a point of strand | J |
Near Vado s tower and town and on one side | V |
The treacherous marsh divides it from the land | J |
Shadowed by pine and ilex forests wide | V |
And on the other creeps eternally | H |
Through muddy weeds the shallow sullen sea | H |
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XVI | F |
Here the earth s breath is pestilence and few | F |
But things whose nature is at war with life | F |
Snakes and ill worms endure its mortal dew | F |
The trophies of the clime s victorious strife | F |
And ringed horns which the buffalo did wear | F |
And the wolf s dark gray scalp who tracked him there | F |
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XVII | F |
And at the utmost point stood there | F |
The relics of a reed inwoven cot | W |
Thatched with broad flags An outlawed murderer | F |
Had lived seven days there the pursuit was hot | W |
When he was cold The birds that were his grave | F |
Fell dead after their feast in Vado s wave | F |
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XVIII | F |
There must have burned within Marenghi s breast | X |
That fire more warm and bright than life and hope | Y |
Which to the martyr makes his dungeon | E |
More joyous than free heaven s majestic cope | Y |
To his oppressor warring with decay | M |
Or he could ne er have lived years day by day | M |
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XIX | H |
Nor was his state so lone as you might think | Z |
He had tamed every newt and snake and toad | A2 |
And every seagull which sailed down to drink | Z |
Those freshes ere the death mist went abroad | B2 |
And each one with peculiar talk and play | M |
Wiled not untaught his silent time away | M |
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XX | H |
And the marsh meteors like tame beasts at night | C2 |
Came licking with blue tongues his veined feet | D2 |
And he would watch them as like spirits bright | C2 |
In many entangled figures quaint and sweet | D2 |
To some enchanted music they would dance | H |
Until they vanished at the first moon glance | H |
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XXI | H |
He mocked the stars by grouping on each weed | E2 |
The summer dew globes in the golden dawn | E |
And ere the hoar frost languished he could read | F2 |
Its pictured path as on bare spots of lawn | E |
Its delicate brief touch in silver weaves | H |
The likeness of the wood s remembered leaves | H |
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XXII | H |
And many a fresh Spring morn would he awaken | E |
While yet the unrisen sun made glow like iron | E |
Quivering in crimson fire the peaks unshaken | E |
Of mountains and blue isles which did environ | E |
With air clad crags that plain of land and sea | H |
And feel liberty | H |
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XXIII | H |
And in the moonless nights when the dun ocean | E |
Heaved underneath wide heaven star impearled | H |
Starting from dreams | H |
Communed with the immeasurable world | H |
And felt his life beyond his limbs dilated | H |
Till his mind grew like that it contemplated | H |
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XXIV | F |
His food was the wild fig and strawberry | H |
The milky pine nuts which the autumn blast | H |
Shakes into the tall grass or such small fry | F |
As from the sea by winter storms are cast | H |
And the coarse bulbs of iris flowers he found | H |
Knotted in clumps under the spongy ground | H |
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XXV | F |
And so were kindled powers and thoughts which made | H |
His solitude less dark When memory came | G2 |
For years gone by leave each a deepening shade | H |
His spirit basked in its internal flame | G2 |
As when the black storm hurries round at night | H |
The fisher basks beside his red firelight | H |
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XXVI | F |
Yet human hopes and cares and faiths and errors | H |
Like billows unawakened by the wind | H |
Slept in Marenghi still but that all terrors | H |
Weakness and doubt had withered in his mind | H |
His couch | H2 |
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XXVII | F |
And when he saw beneath the sunset s planet | H |
A black ship walk over the crimson ocean | E |
Its pennon streaming on the blasts that fan it | H |
Its sails and ropes all tense and without motion | E |
Like the dark ghost of the unburied even | E |
Striding athwart the orange coloured heaven | E |
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XXVIII | F |
The thought of his own kind who made the soul | I2 |
Which sped that winged shape through night and day | H |
The thought of his own country | H |
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Percy Bysshe Shelley
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