Canto IV LX
Boccaccio to his parent earth bequeathedHis dust,--and lies it not her great among,With many a sweet and solemn requiem breathedO'er him who formed the Tuscan's siren tongue?That music in itself, whose sounds are song,The poetry of speech? No;--even his tombUptorn, must bear the hyaena bigots' wrong,No more amidst the meaner dead find room,Nor claim a passing sigh, because it told for WHOM?
And Santa Croce wants their mighty dust;Yet for this want more noted, as of yoreThe Caesar's pageant, shorn of Brutus' bust,Did but of Rome's best son remind her more:Happier Ravenna! on thy hoary shore,Fortress of falling empire! honoured sleepsThe immortal exile;--Arqua, too, her storeOf tuneful relics proudly claims and keeps,While Florence vainly begs her banished dead, and weeps.
What is her pyramid of precious stones?Of porphyry, jasper, agate, and all huesOf gem and marble, to encrust the bonesOf merchant-dukes? the momentary dewsWhich, sparkling to the twilight stars, infuseFreshness in the green turf that wraps the dead,Whose names are mausoleums of the Muse,Are gently prest with far more reverent treadThan ever paced the slab which paves the princely head.
Words in this poem
- requiem n.
- A mass said or sung for the repose of a departed soul. [Acc. of L. requies rest, the first words of the Mass being "Requiem aeternam dona eis, Domine," give eternal rest to them, O lord; pref. re- re + quies quiet. S]
- amidst prep.
- In the midst or middle of; surrounded or encompassed by; among. [OE. amidde, amiddes, on midden, AS. on middan, in the middle, fr. midde the middle. The s is an adverbial ending, originally marking the genitive; the t is a la]
- yore adv.
- In time long past; in old time; long since. [OE. , yare, , AS. geára;akin to geár a year, E. year. Year.]
- pageant n.
- A theatrical exhibition; a spectacle. [OE. pagent, pagen, originally, a movable scaffold or stage, hence, what was exhibited on it, fr. LL. pagina, akin to pangere to fasten; cf. L. pagina page, leaf]
- remind v. t.
- To put (one) in mind of something; to bring to the remembrance of; to bring to the notice or consideration of (a person).
- hoary a.
- White or whitish."The hoary willows."
- tuneful a.
- Harmonious; melodious; musical; as, tuneful notes.
- encrust v. t.
- To incrust. See Incrust.
- prest a.
- Ready; prompt; prepared. [OF. prest, F. prêt, fr. L. praestus ready. Cf. Presto.]
Definitions and etymologies from Webster's Unabridged Dictionary, 1913.
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Form and metre
Canto IV LX is 27 lines in 3 stanzas of 9 lines each. Every stanza rhymes ABABBCBCC, the Spenserian stanza. The metre is iambic pentameter, measured from the stress the words themselves fix (confidence 90%). 95% of its stressed syllables fall where the metre puts the beat. The lines average 10.2 syllables. 41% of the lines run on without a stop at the line end.
See other poems in the Spenserian stanza, other poems in iambic pentameter.
Measured by Laurel's pipeline, not copied from a handbook: how stress and metre are counted, how rhyme is lettered, how a drifted rhyme is found. Where the dictionary cannot confirm a rhyme the letter is withheld, not guessed.
Rhyme words, stanza by stanza
The word that ends each line, lettered by the rhyme it makes; a dash is a line whose rhyme the dictionary could not confirm.
- 1 ABABBCBCC bequeathedA · amongB · breathedA · tongueB · songB · tombC · wrongB · roomC · whomC
- 2 ABABBCBCC dustA · yoreB · bustA · moreB · shoreB · sleepsC · storeB · keepsC · weepsC
- 3 ABABBCBCC stonesA · huesB · bonesA · dewsB · infuseB · deadC · museB · treadC · headC
Scansion, line by line
Each line with its syllable count and the stresses the words themselves fix: / stressed, ˘ unstressed, · a syllable the word leaves free and the metre decides. Read against iambic pentameter. How this is done.
| Line | Syl. | Stress |
|---|---|---|
| Boccaccio to his parent earth bequeathed | 10 | ·····/˘·˘/ |
| His dust,--and lies it not her great among, | 10 | ·········· |
| With many a sweet and solemn requiem breathed | 10 | ·/···/˘/˘· |
| O'er him who formed the Tuscan's siren tongue? | 10 | ·····/˘/˘· |
| That music in itself, whose sounds are song, | 10 | ·/˘·˘/···· |
| The poetry of speech? No;--even his tomb | 10 | ·/˘˘···/·· |
| Uptorn, must bear the hyaena bigots' wrong, | 10 | ·······/˘· |
| No more amidst the meaner dead find room, | 10 | ··˘/·/˘··· |
| Nor claim a passing sigh, because it told for WHOM? | 12 | ···/˘······· |
| And Santa Croce wants their mighty dust; | 10 | ·/˘/˘··/˘· |
| Yet for this want more noted, as of yore | 10 | ·····/˘··· |
| The Caesar's pageant, shorn of Brutus' bust, | 10 | ·/˘/˘··/˘· |
| Did but of Rome's best son remind her more: | 10 | ······˘/·· |
| Happier Ravenna! on thy hoary shore, | 10 | /˘˘/˘··/˘· |
| Fortress of falling empire! honoured sleeps | 10 | /˘·/˘/˘/˘· |
| The immortal exile;--Arqua, too, her store | 11 | ·˘/˘/······ |
| Of tuneful relics proudly claims and keeps, | 10 | ·/˘/˘/˘··· |
| While Florence vainly begs her banished dead, and weeps. | 12 | ·/˘/˘··/˘··· |
| What is her pyramid of precious stones? | 10 | ···/˘˘·/˘· |
| Of porphyry, jasper, agate, and all hues | 10 | ·/˘/˘/˘··· |
| Of gem and marble, to encrust the bones | 10 | ···/˘·˘/·· |
| Of merchant-dukes? the momentary dews | 10 | ·/˘··/˘·˘· |
| Which, sparkling to the twilight stars, infuse | 10 | ·/˘··/··˘/ |
| Freshness in the green turf that wraps the dead, | 10 | /˘········ |
| Whose names are mausoleums of the Muse, | 10 | ····˘/˘··· |
| Are gently prest with far more reverent tread | 10 | ·/˘····/˘· |
| Than ever paced the slab which paves the princely head. | 11 | ·/······/˘· |
Notes from the edition 7
E. H. Coleridge's notes to Childe Harold's Pilgrimage, The Works of Lord Byron, Poetry vol. II (John Murray, 1899; Project Gutenberg #25340). Bracketed passages are the editor's; unbracketed are Byron's own (Cantos I-III) or John Cam Hobhouse's (Canto IV, his 'Historical Notes'). Digit footnotes ('[17]') are informational and numbered continuously through the whole book; end-notes keyed '[n.B.]' (Byron) or '[n.H.]' (Hobhouse) follow each canto and are numbered afresh from 1 there. Both kinds are placed here by matching each note's own quoted words against the site's text, not by the number or stanza the note states, because the site's text (Gutenberg #5131) and this edition (#25340) are different editions with different stanza counts in Canto I. Lettered footnotes ('[h]', '[dn]') are manuscript and edition variant readings and are not harvested, matching the treatment of Don Juan's and byron-works-3's lettered notes.
- Stanza 1, line 1 [Giovanni Boccaccio was born at Paris (or Certaldo) in 1313, passed the greater part of his life at Florence, died and was buried at Certaldo, whence his family are said to have sprung, in 1375. His sepulchre, which stood in the centre of the Church of St. Michael and St. James, known as the Canonica, was removed in 1783, on the plea that a recent edict forbidding burial in churches applied to ancient interments. "The stone that covered the tomb was broken, and thrown aside as useless into the adjoining cloisters" (Handbook for Central Italy, p. 171). "Ignorance," pleads Hobhouse, "may share the crime with bigotry." But it is improbable that the "hyaena bigots," that is, the ecclesiastical authorities, were ignorant that Boccaccio was a bitter satirist of Churchmen, or that "he transferred the functions and histories of Hebrew prophets and prophetesses, and of Christian saints and apostles, nay, the highest mysteries and most awful objects of Christian Faith, to the names and drapery of Greek and Roman mythology."--(Unpublished MS. note of S. T. Coleridge, written in his copy of Boccaccio's Opere, 4 vols. 1723.) They had their revenge on Boccaccio, and Byron has had his revenge on them.]
- Stanza 1, line 1 Boccaccio was buried in the church of St. Michael and St. James, at Certaldo, a small town in the Valdelsa, which was by some supposed the place of his birth. There he passed the latter part of his life in a course of laborious study, which shortened his existence; and there might his ashes have been secure, if not of honour, at least of repose. But the "hyena bigots" of Certaldo tore up the tombstone of Boccaccio and ejected it from the holy precincts of St. Michael and St. James. The occasion, and, it may be hoped, the excuse, of this ejectment was the making of a new floor for the church; but the fact is, that the tombstone was taken up and thrown aside at the bottom of the building. Ignorance may share the sin with bigotry. It would be painful to relate such an exception to the devotion of the Italians for their great names, could it not be accompanied by a trait more honourably conformable to the general character of the nation. The principal person of the district, the last branch of the house of Medicis, afforded that protection to the memory of the insulted dead which her best ancestors had dispensed upon all contemporary merit. The Marchioness Lenzoni rescued the tombstone of Boccaccio from the neglect in which it had some time lain, and found for it an honourable elevation in her own mansion. She has done more: the house in which the poet lived has been as little respected as his tomb, and is falling to ruin over the head of one indifferent to the name of its former tenant. It consists of two or three little chambers, and a low tower, on which Cosmo II. affixed an inscription. This house she has taken measures to purchase, and proposes to devote to it that care and consideration which are attached to the cradle and to the roof of genius.
This is not the place to undertake the defence of Boccaccio; but the man who exhausted his little patrimony in the acquirement of learning, who was amongst the first, if not the first, to allure the science and the poetry of Greece to the bosom of Italy;--who not only invented a new style, but founded, or certainly fixed, a new language; who, besides the esteem of every polite court of Europe, was thought worthy of employment by the predominant republic of his own country, and, what is more, of the friendship of Petrarch, who lived the life of a philosopher and a freeman, and who died in the pursuit of knowledge,--such a man might have found more consideration than he has met with from the priest of Certal … - Stanza 1, line 4 [Compare Beppo, stanza xliv.--
"I love the language, that soft bastard Latin, Which melts like kisses from a female mouth, And sounds as if it should be writ on satin, With syllables which breathe of the sweet South."
Compare, too, the first sentence of a letter which Byron wrote "on a blank leaf of the volume of 'Corinne,'" which Teresa [Guiccioli] left in forgetfulness in a garden in Bologna: "Amor Mio,--How sweet is this word in your Italian language!" (Life of Lord Byron, by Emilio Castelar, P. 145).] - Stanza 2, line 3 [By "Caesar's pageant" Byron means the pageant decreed by Tiberius Caesar. Compare Don Juan, Canto XV. stanza xlix.--
"And this omission, like that of the bust Of Brutus at the pageant of Tiberius."
At the public funeral of Junia, wife of Cassius and sister of Brutus, A.D. 22, the busts of her husband and brother were not allowed to be carried in the procession, because they had taken part in the assassination of Julius Caesar. But none the less, "Praefulgebant Brutus et Cassius eo ipso quod effigies eorum non videbantur" (Tacitus, Ann., iii. 76). Their glory was conspicuous in men's minds, because their images were withheld from men's eyes. As Tacitus says elsewhere (iv. 26), "Negatus honor gloriam intendit."] - Stanza 2, line 9 [The inscription on Ricci's monument to Dante, in the Church of Santa Croce--"A majoribus ter frustra decretum" --refers to the vain attempts which Florence had made to recover the remains of her exiled and once-neglected poet.]
- Stanza 3, line 1 Our veneration for the Medici begins with Cosmo and expires with his grandson; that stream is pure only at the source; and it is in search of some memorial of the virtuous republicans of the family that we visit the church of St. Lorenzo at Florence. The tawdry, glaring, unfinished chapel in that church, designed for the mausoleum of the Dukes of Tuscany, set round with crowns and coffins, gives birth to no emotions but those of contempt for the lavish vanity of a race of despots, whilst the pavement slab, simply inscribed to the Father of his Country, reconciles us to the name of Medici. It was very natural for Corinna to suppose that the statue raised to the Duke of Urbino in the capella de' depositi, was intended for his great namesake; but the magnificent Lorenzo is only the sharer of a coffin half hidden in a niche of the sacristy. The decay of Tuscany dates from the sovereignty of the Medici. Of the sepulchral peace which succeeded to the establishment of the reigning families in Italy, our own Sidney has given us a glowing, but a faithful picture. "Notwithstanding all the seditions of Florence, and other cities of Tuscany, the horrid factions of Guelphs and Ghibelins, Neri and Bianchi, nobles and commons, they continued populous, strong, and exceeding rich; but in the space of less than a hundred and fifty years, the peaceable reign of the Medices is thought to have destroyed nine parts in ten of the people of that province. Amongst other things it is remarkable, that when Philip II. of Spain gave Sienna to the Duke of Florence, his ambassador then at Rome sent him word, that he had given away more than 650,000 subjects; and it is not believed there are now 20,000 souls inhabiting that city and territory. Pisa, Pistoia, Arezzo, Cortona, and other towns, that were then good and populous, are in the like proportion diminished, and Florence more than any. When that city had been long troubled with seditions, tumults, and wars, for the most part unprosperous, they still retained such strength, that when Charles VIII. of France, being admitted as a friend with his whole army, which soon after conquered the kingdom of Naples, thought to master them, the people, taking arms, struck such a terror into him, that he was glad to depart upon such conditions as they thought fit to impose. Machiavel reports, that in that time Florence alone, with the Val d'Arno, a small territory belonging to that city, could, in a few hours, by the sound of a bell, bring …
- Stanza 3, line 4 ["I also went to the Medici chapel--fine frippery in great slabs of various expensive stones, to commemorate fifty rotten and forgotten carcasses. It is unfinished, and will remain so" (Letter to Murray, April 26, 1817). The bodies of the grand-dukes lie in the crypt of the Cappella dei Principi, or Medicean Chapel, which forms part of the Church of San Lorenzo. The walls of the chapel are encrusted with rich marbles and "stones of price, to garniture the edifice." The monuments to Giuliano and Lorenzo de' Medici, son and grandson of Lorenzo the Magnificent, with Michael Angelo's allegorical figures of Night and Morning, Aurora and Twilight, are in the adjoining Cappella dei Depositi, or Sagrestia Nuova.]
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