St. Francis Of Borgia By The Coffin Of Queen Isabel Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABCDEFGF HIJIKLML NOPOEQRQ STUTTOTO VWUWXYZY A2B2C2B2D2E2IE2| Open the coffin and shroud until | A |
| I look on the dead again | B |
| Ere we place her in Grenada s vaults | C |
| Where sleep the Monarchs of Spain | D |
| For unto King Charles must I swear | E |
| That I myself have seen | F |
| The regal brow of the royal corpse | G |
| Our loved lamented Queen | F |
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| The speaker was Borgia Gaudia s Duke | H |
| A noble and gallant knight | I |
| Whose step was welcome in courtly halls | J |
| As his sword was keen in fight | I |
| To him had his Monarch given the task | K |
| Of conveying to the tomb | L |
| The Princess ravished from his arms | M |
| In the pride of youthful bloom | L |
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| While they slowly raised the coffin lid | N |
| Borgia stood silent by | O |
| Recalling the beauty of the dead | P |
| With low half uttered sigh | O |
| Longing to look on that statue fair | E |
| That wanted but life s warm breath | Q |
| That matchless form which he hoped to find | R |
| Beautiful e en in death | Q |
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| Tis done and with silent rev rent step | S |
| To the coffin draws he near | T |
| And sadly looks in its depths where lies | U |
| Spain s Queen his sovereign dear | T |
| But what does he see What horrors drear | T |
| Are those that meet his eye | O |
| For he springs aside and shades his brow | T |
| With a sharp though stifled cry | O |
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| Ah youth and beauty in spirit gaze | V |
| On what that coffin holds | W |
| On the fearful object that now lies | U |
| In the shroud s white ample folds | W |
| Nay turn not away with loathing look | X |
| Lest that hideous sight you see | Y |
| In a few short years from now alas | Z |
| It is what we all shall be | Y |
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| Let us learn as Francis Borgia learned | A2 |
| By that lifeless form of clay | B2 |
| To despise the changing things of earth | C2 |
| All doomed to swift decay | B2 |
| Deep into his heart the lesson sank | D2 |
| Effacing earthly taint | E2 |
| And Spain s Court lost a gallant knight | I |
| While the Church gained a Saint | E2 |
Rosanna Eleanor Leprohon
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