A Dialogue In Purgatory Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

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Poi disse un altro Io son BuonconteA
Giovanna o altri non ha di me curaB
Per ch' io vo tra costor con bassa fronteA
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Seguito il terzo spirito al secondoA
Ricorditi di me che son la PiaC
Siena mi fe disfecemi MaremmaD
Salsi colui che inannellata priaB
Disposata m' avea colla sua gemmaD
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PURGATORIO CANTO VE
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BUONCONTEA
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Sister the sun has ceased to shineF
By companies of twain and trineF
Stars gather from the seaE
The moon comes momentlyG
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On all the roads that ring our hillG
The sighing and the hymns are stillG
It is our time to gainH
Strength for to morrow's painH
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Yet still your eyes are wholly bentA
Upon the way that Virgil wentA
Following Sordello's signF
With the dark FlorentineI
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Night now has barred their upward trackJ
There where the mountain side folds backJ
And in the Vale of FlowersK
The Princes count their hoursK
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Those three friends sit in the clear starlightA
With the green clad angels left and rightA
Soul made by wakeful soulG
More earnest for the goalG
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So let us sister though our placeL
Is barren of that Valley's graceL
Sit hand in hand till weE
Seem rich as those friends beE
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II-
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LA PIAD
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Brother 't were sweet your hand to feelG
In mine it would a little healG
The shame that makes me poorB
And dumb at the heart's coreB
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But where our spirits felt Love's dearthM
Down on the green and pleasant earthM
Remains the fleshly shellG
Love's garment tangibleG
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So now our hands have naught to sayN
Heart unto heart some other wayN
Must utter forth its painH
Must glee or comfort gainH
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Ah no For souls like you and meE
Some comfort waits but never gleeE
Not yours the young men's singingO
In Heaven at the bride bringingO
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Not mine beside God's living watersK
Dance of the marriageable daughtersK
The laughter and the easeP
Beneath His summer treesP
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III-
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BUONCONTEA
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In fair Arezzo's halls and bowersK
My Giovanna speeds her hoursK
Delicately nor caresQ
To shorten by her prayersQ
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My days upon this mount of ruthR
If those who come from earth speak soothR
Though still I call and callG
She does not heed at allG
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And if aright your words I readA
At Dante's passing he you wedA
Dipped from the drains of HellG
The marriage hydromelG
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O therefore while the moon intenseS
Holds yonder dreaming sea suspenseS
And round the shadowy coastsT
Gather the wistful ghostsT
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Let us sit quiet all the nightA
And wonder wonder on the lightA
Worn by those spirits fairB
Whom Love has not left bareB
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IVE
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LA PIAD
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Even as theirs the chance was mineF
To meet and mate beneath Love's signF
To feel in soul and senseS
The solemn influenceU
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Which breathed upon a man or maidA
Maketh forever unafraidA
Though life with death uniteA
That spirit to affrightA
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Which lifts the chang d heart high upV
As the priest lifts the chang d cupV
Boldens the feet to paceL
Before God's proving faceL
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O just a thought beyond the blueG
The wings of the dove yearned down and throughG
Even now I hear and hearB
How near they were how nearB
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I murmur not Rightly disgracedA
The weak hand stretched abroad in hasteA
For gifts barely allowedA
The tacit strong and proudA
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But therefore was I so intentA
To watch where Dante onward wentA
With the Roman spirit pureB
And the grave troubadourB
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Because my mind was busy thenW
With the loves that wait those gentle menW
Cunizza one and oneX
Bice above the sunX
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And for the other more and lessY
Than woman's near felt tendernessZ
A million voices dimD
Praising him praising himD
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VE
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BUONCONTEA
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The waves that wash this mountain's baseL
Were crimson in the sun's low raysA2
When singing high and fastA
An angel downward passedA
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To bid some patient soul ariseB2
And make it fair for ParadiseC2
And upward so attendedA
That soul its journey wendedA
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Yet you who in these lower ringsD2
Wait for the coming of such wingsD2
Turned not your eyes to viewG
Whether they came for youG
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But watched but watched great Virgil stayedA
Greeting Sordello's couchant shadeA
Which to salute him roseE2
Like lion from its poseE2
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While humbly by those lords of songF2
Stood he whose living limbs are strongF2
To mount where Mary's blissG2
Is shed on BeatriceZ
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On him your gaze was fastened moreB
Than on those great names Mantua boreB
Your eyes hold the distressY
Still of that wistfulnessZ
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Yea fit he seemed much love to rouseH2
His pilgrim lips and iron browsI2
Grew like a woman's dimD
While you held speech with himD
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And troubled came his mortal breathR
The while I told him of my deathR
His looks were changed and wanJ2
When Virgil led him onJ2
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VIE
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LA PIAD
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E'er since Casella came this mornK2
Newly o'er yonder ocean borneK2
Bound upward for the choirB
Who purge themselves in fireB
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And from that meinie he was ofE
Stayed backward at my cry of loveE
To speak awhile with meE
Of life and TuscanyE
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And parting told us how e'er dayA
Was done Dante would come this wayA
With mortal feet to findA
His sweetheart sky enshrinedA
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E'er since Casella spoke such newsL2
My heart has lain in a golden museL2
Picturing him and herB
What starry ones they wereB
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And now the moon sheds its compassionX
O'er the hushed mount I try to fashionX
The manner of their meetingO
Their few first words of greetingO
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O well for them with clasp d handsM2
Unshamed amid the heavenly bandsM2
They hear no pitying pairB
Of old time lovers thereB
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Look down and say in an undertoneN2
This latest come who comes aloneN2
Was still alone on earthR
And lonely from his birthR
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Nor feel a sudden whisper marB
God's weather Dost thou see the scarB
That spirit hideth soO2
Who dealt her such a blowO2
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That God can hardly wipe it outA
And answer She gave love no doubtA
To one who saw not fitA
To set much store by itA

William Vaughn Moody



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