Alexander Vi Dines With The Cardinal Of Capua Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABBACC DEEDFF GHHGII JKKJLL JGGJMN OPPQGG RSSRTT UPPUJJ VJJVPP WXXYGG| Next then the peacock gilt | A |
| With all its feathers Look what gorgeous dyes | B |
| Flow in the eyes | B |
| And how deep lustrous greens are splashed and spilt | A |
| Along the back that like a sea wave's crest | C |
| Scatters soft beauty o'er th' emblazoned breast | C |
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| A strange fowl But most fit | D |
| For feasts like this whereby I honor one | E |
| Pure as the sun | E |
| Yet glowing with the fiery zeal of it | D |
| Some wine Your goblet's empty Let it foam | F |
| It is not often that you come to Rome | F |
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| You like the Venice glass | G |
| Rippled with lines that float like women's curls | H |
| Neck like a girl's | H |
| Fierce glowing as a chalice in the Mass | G |
| You start 'twas artist then not Pope who spoke | I |
| Ave Maria stella ah it broke | I |
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| 'Tis said they break alone | J |
| When poison writhes within A foolish tale | K |
| What you look pale | K |
| Caraffa fetch a silver cup You own | J |
| A Birth of Venus now or so I've heard | L |
| Lovely as the breast plumage of a bird | L |
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| Also a Dancing Faun | J |
| Hewn with the lithe grace of Praxiteles | G |
| Globed pearls to please | G |
| A sultan golden veils that drop like lawn | J |
| How happy I could be with but a tithe | M |
| Of your possessions fortunate one Don't writhe | N |
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| But take these cushions here | O |
| Now for the fruit Great peaches satin skinned | P |
| Rough tamarind | P |
| Pomegranates red as lips oh they come dear | Q |
| But men like you we feast at any price | G |
| A plum perhaps They're looking rather nice | G |
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| I'll cut the thing in half | R |
| There's yours Now with a one side poisoned knife | S |
| One might snuff life | S |
| And leave one's friend with fool for epitaph | R |
| An old trick Truth But when one has the itch | T |
| For pretty things and isn't very rich | T |
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| There eat it all or I'll | U |
| Be angry You feel giddy Well it's hot | P |
| This bergamot | P |
| Take home and smell it purges blood of bile | U |
| And when you kiss Bianca's dimpled knee | J |
| Think of the poor Pope in his misery | J |
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| Now you may kiss my ring | V |
| Ho there the Cardinal's litter You must dine | J |
| When the new wine | J |
| Is in again with me hear Bice sing | V |
| Even admire my frescoes though they're nought | P |
| Beside the calm Greek glories you have bought | P |
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| Godspeed Sir Cardinal | W |
| And take a weak man's blessing Help him there | X |
| To the cool air | X |
| Lucrezia here You're ready for the ball | Y |
| He'll die within ten hours I suppose | G |
| Mhm Kiss your poor old father little rose | G |
Stephen Vincent Benet
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