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Introduction: Pippa Passes Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

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New Year's Day at Asolo in the Trevisan	A
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Scene	A
A large mean airy chamber A girl Pippa from the Silk mills springing out of bed	B
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Day	C
Faster and more fast	D
O'er night's brim day boils at last	D
Boils pure gold o'er the cloud cup's brim	E
Where spurting and suppressed it lay	C
For not a froth flake touched the rim	E
Of yonder gap in the solid gray	C
Of the eastern cloud an hour away	C
But forth one wavelet then another curled	F
Till the whole sunrise not to be suppressed	G
Rose reddened and its seething breast	G
Flickered in bounds grew gold then overflowed the world	F
Oh Day if I squander a wavelet of thee	H
A mite of my twelve hours' treasure	I
The least of thy gazes or glances	J
Be they grants thou art bound to or gifts above measure	I
One of thy choices or one of thy chances	K
Be they tasks God imposed thee or freaks at thy pleasure	I
My Day if I squander such labour or leisure	I
Then shame fall on Asolo mischief on me	H
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Thy long blue solemn hours serenely flowing	L
Whence earth we feel gets steady help and good	M
Thy fitful sunshine minutes coming going	L
As if earth turned from work in gamesome mood	N
All shall be mine But thou must treat me not	O
As prosperous ones are treated those who live	P
At hand here and enjoy the higher lot	O
In readiness to take what thou wilt give	Q
And free to let alone what thou refusest	O
For Day my holiday if thou ill usest	O
Me who am only Pippa old year's sorrow	R
Cast off last night will come again to morrow	R
Whereas if thou prove gentle I shall borrow	R
Sufficient strength of thee for new year's sorrow	R
All other men and women that this earth	S
Belongs to who all days alike possess	T
Make general plenty cure particular dearth	S
Get more joy one way if another less	T
Thou art my single day God lends to leaven	A
What were all earth else with a feel of heaven	A
Sole light that helps me through the year thy sun's	U
Try now Take Asolo's Four Happiest Ones	U
And let thy morning rain on that superb	V
Great haughty Ottima can rain disturb	V
Her Sebald's homage All the while thy rain	A
Beats fiercest on her shrub house window pane	A
He will but press the closer breathe more warm	W
Against her cheek how should she mind the storm	W
And morning past if mid day shed a gloom	X
O'er Jules and Phene what care bride and groom	X
Save for their dear selves 'T is their marriage day	O
And while they leave church and go home their way	O
Hand clasping hand within each breast would be	H
Sunbeams and pleasant weather spite of thee	H
Then for another trial obscure thy eve	Y
With mist will Luigi and his mother grieve	Y
The lady and her child unmatched forsooth	H
She in her age as Luigi in his youth	H
For true content The cheerful town warm close	Z
And safe the sooner that thou art morose	Z
Receives them And yet once again outbreak	A2
In storm at night on Monsignor they make	A2
Such stir about whom they expect from Rome	B2
To visit Asolo his brothers' home	B2
And say here masses proper to release	C2
A soul from pain what storm dares hurt his peace	C2
Calm would he pray with his own thoughts to ward	O
Thy thunder off nor want the angels' guard	O
But Pippa just one such mischance would spoil	D2
Her day that lightens the next twelvemonth's toil	D2
At wearisome silk winding coil on coil	D2
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And here I let time slip for nought	O
Aha you foolhardy sunbeam caught	O
With a single splash from my ewer	I
You that would mock the best pursuer	I
Was my basin over deep	E2
One splash of water ruins you asleep	E2
And up up fleet your brilliant bits	F2
Wheeling and counterwheeling	A2
Reeling broken beyond healing	A2
Now grow together on the ceiling	A2
That will task your wits	F2
Whoever it was quenched fire first hoped to see	H
Morsel after morsel flee	H
As merrily as giddily	H
Meantime what lights my sunbeam on	A
Where settles by degrees the radiant cripple	H
Oh is it surely blown my martagon	A
New blown and ruddy as St Agnes' nipple	H
Plump as the flesh bunch on some Turk bird's poll	H
Be sure if corals branching 'neath the ripple	H
Of ocean bud there fairies watch unroll	H
Such turban flowers I say such lamps disperse	G2
Thick red flame through that dusk green universe	G2
I am queen of thee floweret	O
And each fleshy blossom	H2
Preserve I not safer	I
Than leaves that embower it	O
Or shells that embosom	H2
From weevil and chafer	I
Laugh through my pane then solicit the bee	H
Gibe him be sure and in midst of thy glee	H
Love thy queen worship me	H
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Worship whom else For am I not this day	O
Whate'er I please What shall I please to day	O
My morn noon eve and night how spend my day	O
To morrow I must be Pippa who winds silk	A2
The whole year round to earn just bread and milk	A2
But this one day I have leave to go	A2
And play out my fancy's fullest games	I2
I may fancy all day and it shall be so	A2
That I taste of the pleasures am called by the names	I2
Of the Happiest Four in our Asolo	H
See Up the hill side yonder through the morning	A2
Some one shall love me as the world calls love	J2
I am no less than Ottima take warning	A2
The gardens and the great stone house above	J2
And other house for shrubs all glass in front	O
Are mine where Sebald steals as he is wont	O
To court me while old Luca yet reposes	I2
And therefore till the shrub house door uncloses	I2
I what now give abundant cause for prate	O
About me Ottima I mean of late	O
Too bold too confident she'll still face down	A
The spitefullest of talkers in our town	A
How we talk in the little town below	H
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But love love love there's better love I know	H
This foolish love was only day's first offer	I
I choose my next love to defy the scoffer	I
For do not our Bride and Bridegroom sally	H
Out of Possagno church at noon	A
Their house looks over Orcana valley	H
Why should not I be the bride as soon	A
As Ottima For I saw beside	O
Arrive last night that little bride	O
Saw if you call it seeing her one flash	K2
Of the pale snow pure cheek and black bright tresses	I2
Blacker than all except the black eyelash	K2
I wonder she contrives those lids no dresses	I2
So strict was she the veil	H
Should cover close her pale	H
Pure cheeks a bride to look at and scarce touch	L2
Scarce touch remember Jules For are not such	L2
Used to be tended flower like every feature	I
As if one's breath would fray the lily of a creature	I
A soft and easy life these ladies lead	O
Whiteness in us were wonderful indeed	O
Oh save that brow its virgin dimness	I2
Keep that foot its lady primness	I2
Let those ankles never swerve	M2
From their exquisite reserve	M2
Yet have to trip along the streets like me	H
All but naked to the knee	H
How will she ever grant her Jules a bliss	I2
So startling as her real first infant kiss	I2
Oh no not envy this	I2
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Not envy sure for if you gave me	H
Leave to take or to refuse	I2
In earnest do you think I'd choose	I2
That sort of new love to enslave me	H
Mine should have lapped me round from the beginning	A2
As little fear of losing it as winning	A2
Lovers grow cold men learn to hate their wives	I2
And only parents' love can last our lives	I2
At eve the Son and Mother gentle pair	I
Commune inside our turret what prevents	I2
My being Luigi While that mossy lair	I
Of lizards through the winter time is stirred	O
With each to each imparting sweet intents	I2
For this new year as brooding bird to bird	O
For I observe of late the evening walk	A2
Of Luigi and his mother always ends	I2
Inside our ruined turret where they talk	A2
Calmer than lovers yet more kind than friends	I2
Let me be cared about kept out of harm	H2
And schemed for safe in love as with a charm	H2
Let me be Luigi If I only knew	A
What was my mother's face my father too	A
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Nay if you come to that best love of all	H
Is God's then why not have God's love befall	H
Myself as in the palace by the Dome	H2
Monsignor who to night will bless the home	H2
Of his dead brother and God bless in turn	A
That heart which beats those eyes which mildly burn	A
With love for all men I to night at least	O
Would be that holy and beloved priest	O
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Now wait even I already seem to share	I
In God's love what does New year's hymn declare	I
What other meaning do these verses bear	I
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All service rank	A2