A Toccata Of Galuppi's Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: A BBB A CCC A DED F GGG F HHH F III F F F J G GG G KKK G FFF G LLL G GGG F MMM F NNN G| I | A |
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| Oh Galuppi Baldassaro this is very sad to find | B |
| I can hardly misconceive you it would prove me deaf and blind | B |
| But although I take your meaning 'tis with such a heavy mind | B |
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| II | A |
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| Here you come with all your music and here's all the good it brings | C |
| What they lived once thus at Venice where the merchants were the kings | C |
| Where Saint Mark's is where the Doges used to wed the sea with rings | C |
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| III | A |
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| Ay because the sea's the street there and 'tis arched by what you call | D |
| Shylock's bridge with houses on it where they kept the carnival | E |
| I was never out of England it's as if I saw it all | D |
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| IV | F |
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| Did young people take their pleasure when the sea was warm in May | G |
| Balls and masks begun at midnight burning ever to mid day | G |
| When they made up fresh adventures for the morrow do you say | G |
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| V | F |
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| Was a lady such a lady cheeks so round and lips so red | H |
| On her neck the small face buoyant like a bell flower on its bed | H |
| O'er the breast's superb abundance where a man might base his head | H |
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| VI | F |
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| Well and it was graceful of them they'd break talk off and afford | I |
| She to bite her mask's black velvet he to finger on his sword | I |
| While you sat and played Toccatas stately at the clavichord | I |
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| VII | F |
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| What Those lesser thirds so plaintive sixths diminished sigh on sigh | F |
| Told them something Those suspensions those solutions Must we die '' | - |
| Those commiserating sevenths Life might last we can but try '' | - |
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| VIII | F |
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| Were you happy '' Yes '' And are you still as happy '' Yes And you '' | - |
| Then more kisses '' Did I stop them when a million seemed so few '' | - |
| Hark the dominant's persistence till it must be answered to | J |
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| IX | G |
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| So an octave struck the answer Oh they praised you I dare say | G |
| Brave Galuppi that was music good alike at grave and gay | G |
| I can always leave off talking when I hear a master play '' | - |
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| X | G |
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| Then they left you for their pleasure till in due time one by one | K |
| Some with lives that came to nothing some with deeds as well undone | K |
| Death stepped tacitly and took them where they never see the sun | K |
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| XI | G |
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| But when I sit down to reason think to take my stand nor swerve | F |
| While I triumph o'er a secret wrung from nature's close reserve | F |
| In you come with your cold music till I creep thro' every nerve | F |
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| XII | G |
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| Yes you like a ghostly cricket creaking where a house was burned | L |
| Dust and ashes dead and done with Venice spent what Venice earned | L |
| The soul doubtless is immortal where a soul can be discerned | L |
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| XIII | G |
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| Yours for instance you know physics something of geology | G |
| Mathematics are your pastime souls shall rise in their degree | G |
| Butterflies may dread extinction you'll not die it cannot be | G |
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| XIV | F |
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| As for Venice and her people merely born to bloom and drop | M |
| Here on earth they bore their fruitage mirth and folly were the crop | M |
| What of soul was left I wonder when the kissing had to stop | M |
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| XV | F |
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| Dust and ashes '' So you creak it and I want the heart to scold | N |
| Dear dead women with such hair too what's become of all the gold | N |
| Used to hang and brush their bosoms I feel chilly and grown old | N |
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| An overture a touch piece | G |
Robert Browning
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