Angelo Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

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Seven moons new moons had eastward set their hornsA
Averted from the sun seven moons old moonsB
Westward their sun averted horns had setC
Since Angelo had brought his young bride homeD
Lucia to queen it in his Tuscan hallsE
And much the folk had marvelled on that dayF
Seeing the bride how young and fair she wasG
How all unlike the groom for she had knownH
Twenty and five soft summers woo the worldI
He twice as many winters take 't by stormJ
And in those half an hundred winters ayF
And in the summer's blaze and blush of springK
And pomp of grave and grandiose autumntidesG
Full many a wind had beat upon his heartL
Of grief and frustrate hope full many a windM
And rains full many but no rains could dampN
The fuel that was stored within which layF
Unlighted waiting for the tinder touchO
Until a chance spark fall'n from Lucia's eyesG
Kindled the fuel and the fire was loveP
Not such as rises blown upon the windM
Goaded to flame by gusts of phantasyG
But still and needing no replenishmentQ
Unquenchable that would not be put outR
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Albeit the lady Lucia's bosom lackedS
The ore had made her heart a richer mineT
Than earth's auriferous heart unsunned from herU
Love went not out in whom there was no loveP
Cold from the first her breast grew frore and bitV
Her kind lord's bosom with its stinging frostW
Because he loved the fields and forests madeX
Few banquetings for highborn winebibbersG
Eschewed the city and led no sumptuous lifeY
She courtly sneered at his uncourtlinessG
Deeming his manners of a bygone modeZ
And for that he was gentle overmuchO
And overmuch forbearant she despisedA2
Mocked slighted taunted him and of her scornB2
Made a sharp shaft to wound his life at willC2
She filled her cup with hate and bade him drinkD2
And he returned it brimming o'er with loveP
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And so seven moons had waxed and waned since theseG
Were wedded And it chanced one morn of SpringK
Lucia bespake her spouse in even moreE2
Ungentle wise than was her wont and heF2
For the first time reproved her not as oneG2
That having from another ta'en ill wordsG
Will e'en cry quits and barter words as illC2
But liker as a father whom his childH2
With insolent lips hath wounded chides the childH2
Less than he knows it had been wise to doI2
Saying within himself 'The time will comeJ2
When thou wilt think on thy dead father howK2
Thou might'st have spoken gentlier unto himL2
One day when yet thy father was aliveM2
So shall thy heart rebuke thy heart enow '-
Ev'n thus did Angelo reprove his wifeY
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But though the words from his rough bearded lipsG
Were like sweet water from the mouth of someJ2
Rock fountain hewn with elemental handsG
They fell as water cast i' the fire to beF2
Consumed with hissing rage Her wrath let looseG
Blew to and fro and hither and thither likeN2
A wind that seems to have forgotten whenceG
It came and whither it was bidden blowO2
She cursed the kinsfolk who had willed that sheF2
Should wed with him and cursed herself that gaveP2
Ear to the utterance of their will and cursedQ2
The day on which their will became her deedR2
Saying and this he knew not until nowK2
'Fool I should ne'er have wedded thee at allS2
No neither thee nor any like to theeF2
Had not my father wellnigh forced me to 't '-
And he that hearkened the Lord AngeloO2
Spake not a word but bowed his head and wentT2
Forth of his castle to the forest nighU2
And roamed all day about the forest filledV2
With grief and marvelling at her lack of loveP
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But that which sorelier bruised his breast than ev'nW2
Lucia's exceeding lack of love for himL2
Was this new knowledge that in taking herU
To wife in the very act of taking herU
To wife himself had crossed the secret willC2
Of her whose will in all things it had beenX2
His soul's most perfect bliss to gratifyU2
Wherefore to make atonement in some sortY2
For this one wrong he deemed that he had doneG2
The woman this one crossing of her willC2
He knelt him down under the brooding shadeX
Of a huge oak and vowed 'fore heaven a vowK2
To wit that Lucia never afterwardZ2
Should in his hearing utter forth a wishO
For aught of earthly but himself would seeF2
That wish fulfilled if such fulfilment wereU
An end that mortal man could compass ThenW2
Uprising he beheld the sinking sunG2
A vast round eye gaze in upon the woodA3
Through leafy lattice of its nether boughsG
Whereat he turned him castlewards and ownedB3
A lighter heart than he had borne that dayF
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Homeward his face no sooner had he setC
Than through the woods came riding unto himL2
A stranger of a goodly personageC3
Young and right richly habited who stayedX
His horse and greeted Angelo and saidD3
'I pray you sir direct me how to findM
An hostel if there be such hereaboutsG
For I have ridden far and lost my wayF
Among these woods and twilight is at hand '-
Then he that heard replied to him that askedE3
Saying 'The nearest inn is farther henceG
Than mine own house make therefore mine own houseG
Your inn for this one night and unto suchO
Poor entertainment as my house affordsG
You are most welcome ' So the stranger thankedF3
In courtly speeches the Lord AngeloO2
Gladly accepting hospitalitiesG
That were so gladly proffered and the twoI2
Fared on together host and guest that wereU
To be until they reached the castle whereG3
Angelo dwelt and where his fathers livedH3
Before him lords of land in olden daysG
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And entering in the castle's later lordI3
Led the young signor to the chamber whereG3
The lady Lucia sat who rose to giveJ3
The stranger courteous welcome When she choseG
Of looks and lips more gracious none than sheF2
But soon as she beheld the young man's faceG
A sudden pallor seized her own and backK3
She started wellnigh swooning but regainedL3
Her wonted self as suddenly declaredM3
'Twas but a momentary sickness wentT2
Arrow like through her sharp but therewithalO2
Brief as the breath's one ebb and flow and whichO
Passing had left her painless as beforeE2
And truly from that moment she appearedN3
More brightly beautiful if AngeloO2
Erred not than she had looked for many a dayF
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So in brief while the stranger guest sat downO3
With host and hostess to a table chargedP3
With delicate meats and fragrant fruits and wineT
And when the meal was over and themselvesG
Were with themselves alone the serving menW2
Having withdrawn a cheerful converse roseG
Concerning divers matters old and newI2
And Angelo that evening let his tongueQ3
Range more at freedom than he used for thoughO2
No man was less to prating given than heF2
Yet when he liked his listener he could makeR3
His mouth discourse in such a wise that fewI2
Had failed to give delighted audienceG
For he had learning and besides the loreE2
Won from his books a better wisdom ownedB3
A knowledge of the stuff whence books are madeX
The human mind and all it feeds uponS3
And in his youth a wanderer he had roamedT3
O'er many countries not as one who seesG
With eyes alone and hearkens but with earsG
Rather as who would slake the thirst of the soulO2
By sucking wisdom from the breasts of the worldI
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Wherefore the hours flew lightly winged with wordsG
Till Angelo from telling of his ownH
Young days and early fortunes good and illO2
Was with remembrance smitten as it chancedI
Of some old grief 'twas grief to think uponS3
And so he changed his theme o' the sudden donnedI
A shadowy mask of laboured pleasantryF2
And said 'My wife sir hath a pretty giftI
Of singing and of luting it may beF2
If you should let your tongue turn mendicantI
Not for itself but for its needy kinX2
Your ears she might be got to give an almsG
For those twin brethren ' Whereupon the guestI
Unto his hostess turned and smiling saidI
'That were indeed a golden alms your voiceG
Could well afford and never know itselfU3
The poorer being a mint of suchlike coin '-
And she made answer archly 'I have oftI
Heard flatterers of a woman's singing sayF
Her voice was silvery to compare 't with goldI
IsG

William Watson



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