Barcaroles. Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: A BCBCDC EFEFGF HIHIJI KLKLML KBKBMB A NJOJP QRERS SRORO OIBOI IRTRE EUVUW WXDXR RYZYA2 A X A2B2B2XXB2 IXXIIX RJJRRJ NFFNNF C2 BBC2BC2 D2A2A2D2A2D2 A2EEA2A2E

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Over the lapsing lagune all the dayB
Urging my gondola with oar strokes lightC
Always beside one shadowy waterwayB
I pause and peer with eager jealous sightC
Toward the Piazza where Pepita standsD
Wooing the hungry pigeons from their flightC
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Dark the canal but she shines like the sunE
With yellow hair and dreaming wine brown eyesF
Thick crowd the doves for food She gives ME noneE
She sees and will not see Vain are my sighsF
One slow reluctant stroke Aha she turnsG
Gestures and smiles with coy and feigned surpriseF
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Shifting and baffling is our Lido trackH
Blind and bewildering all the currents flowI
Me they perplex not In the midnight blackH
I hold my way secure and fearless rowI
But ah what chart have I to her my SeaJ
Whose fair mysterious depths I long to knowI
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Subtle as sad mirage true and untrueK
She seems and pressing ever on in vainL
I yearn across the mocking tempting blueK
Never she draws more near never I gainL
A furlong's space toward where she sits and a milesM
Smiles and cares nothing for my love and painL
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How shall I win her What may strong arm doK
Against such gentle distance I can sayB
No more than this that when she stands to wooK
The doves beside the shadowy waterwayB
And when I look and long sometimes she smilesM
Perhaps she will do more than smile one dayB
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Light and darkness brown and fairN
Ha they think I do not seeJ
I behind them swiftly rowingO
Rowing Yes but eyes are freeJ
Eyes and fanciesP
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Now what fire in looks and glancesQ
Now the dark head bends grown bolderR
Ringlets mingle silence brokenE
All unconscious of beholderR
By a kissS
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What could lovers ask or missS
In such moonlight such June weatherR
But a boat like this me rowingO
And forever and togetherR
To be floatingO
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Ah if she and I such boatingO
Might but share one day some fellowI
With strong arms behind PasqualeB
Or Luigi with gay awningO
She likes yellowI
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She I mean Pepita mellowI
Moonlight on the waves no otherR
To break silence or catch whispersT
All the love which now I smotherR
Told and spokenE
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Listened to a kiss for tokenE
How my Signor What so soonU
Homeward bound We born of VeniceV
Live by night and nap by noonU
If 'twere me nowW
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With my brown eyed girl this prowW
Would not turn for hours stillX
But the Signor bids commandsD
I am here to do his willX
He is masterR
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Glide we on so faster fasterR
Now the two are safely landedY
Buono mano grazie SignorZ
They who love are open handedY
Now PepitaA2
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TORCELLOX
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She has said yes and the world is a smiteA2
There she sits as she sat in my dreamB2
There she sits and the blue waves gleamB2
And the current bears us along the whileX
For happy mile after happy mileX
A fairy boat on a fairy streamB2
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The Angelus bells siring to and froI
And the sunset lingers to hear their swellX
For the sunset loves such music wellX
A big bright moon is hovering lowI
Where the edge of the sky is all aglowI
Like the middle heart of a red red shellX
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The Lido floats like a purple flowerR
Orange and rose are the sails at seaJ
Silk and pink the surf line freeJ
Tumbles and chimes and the perfect hourR
Clasps us and folds us in its powerR
Folds us and holds us my love and meJ
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Can there be sadness anywhereN
In the world to night Or tears or sighsF
Beneath such festal moon and skiesF
Can there be memory or despairN
What is it beloved Why point you thereN
With sudden dew in those dearest eyesF
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Yes one sad thing on the happy earthC2
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Like a mourner's veil in the bridal arrayB
Or a sorrowful sigh in the music gayB
A shade on the sun in the feast a dearthC2
Drawn like a ghost across our wayB
Torcello sits and rebukes our mirthC2
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She sits a widow who sat as queenD2
Ashes on brows once crowned and brightA2
Woe in the eyes once full of lightA2
Her sad fair roses and manifold greenD2
All bitter and pallid and heavy with nightA2
Are full of the shadows of woes unseenD2
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Let us hurry away from her face unblestA2
Row us away for the song is doneE
The Angelus bells cease one by oneE
Pepita's head lies on my breastA2
But trembling and full of a vague unrestA2
I long for the morrow and for the sunE

Susan Coolidge (sarah Chauncey Woolsey)



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