The First Canzone Of The Convito Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: A BCDCDDE FGHI JKLKJLIMNNOPP F QRFSTHUHVWW XEWEWYYZA2B2ZC2H TD2T D2E2F2F2| From The Italian Of Dante | A |
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| I | - |
| Ye who intelligent the Third Heaven move | B |
| Hear the discourse which is within my heart | C |
| Which cannot be declared it seems so new | D |
| The Heaven whose course follows your power and art | C |
| Oh gentle creatures that ye are me drew | D |
| And therefore may I dare to speak to you | D |
| Even of the life which now I live and yet | E |
| I pray that ye will hear me when I cry | - |
| And tell of mine own heart this novelty | F |
| How the lamenting Spirit moans in it | G |
| And how a voice there murmurs against her | H |
| Who came on the refulgence of your sphere | I |
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| II | - |
| A sweet Thought which was once the life within | J |
| This heavy heart man a time and oft | K |
| Went up before our Father s feet and there | L |
| It saw a glorious Lady throned aloft | K |
| And its sweet talk of her my soul did win | J |
| So that I said Thither I too will fare | L |
| That Thought is fled and one doth now appear | I |
| Which tyrannizes me with such fierce stress | M |
| That my heart trembles ye may see it leap | N |
| And on another Lady bids me keep | N |
| Mine eyes and says Who would have blessedness | O |
| Let him but look upon that Lady s eyes | P |
| Let him not fear the agony of sighs | P |
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| III | - |
| This lowly Thought which once would talk with me | F |
| Of a bright seraph sitting crowned on high | - |
| Found such a cruel foe it died and so | Q |
| My Spirit wept the grief is hot even now | R |
| And said Alas for me how swift could flee | F |
| That piteous Thought which did my life console | S |
| And the afflicted one questioning | T |
| Mine eyes if such a Lady saw they never | H |
| And why they would | U |
| I said Beneath those eyes might stand for ever | H |
| He whom regards must kill with | V |
| To have known their power stood me in little stead | W |
| Those eyes have looked on me and I am dead | W |
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| IV | - |
| Thou art not dead but thou hast wandered | X |
| Thou Soul of ours who thyself dost fret | E |
| A Spirit of gentle Love beside me said | W |
| For that fair Lady whom thou dost regret | E |
| Hath so transformed the life which thou hast led | W |
| Thou scornest it so worthless art thou made | Y |
| And see how meek how pitiful how staid | Y |
| Yet courteous in her majesty she is | Z |
| And still call thou her Woman in thy thought | A2 |
| Her whom if thou thyself deceivest not | B2 |
| Thou wilt behold decked with such loveliness | Z |
| That thou wilt cry Love only Lord lo here | C2 |
| Thy handmaiden do what thou wilt with her | H |
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| V | - |
| My song I fear that thou wilt find but few | - |
| Who fitly shall conceive thy reasoning | T |
| Of such hard matter dost thou entertain | D2 |
| Whence if by misadventure chance should bring | T |
| Thee to base company as chance may do | - |
| Quite unaware of what thou dost contain | D2 |
| I prithee comfort thy sweet self again | E2 |
| My last delight tell them that they are dull | F2 |
| And bid them own that thou art beautiful | F2 |
Percy Bysshe Shelley
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