Pastor Cum (translation From Horace) Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABABCDCDEFEFGHGIJKJK LMLMNDNDOPOPQRSR| When he that shepherd false 'neath Phrygian sails | A |
| Carried his hostess Helen o'er the seas | B |
| In fitful slumber Nereus hush'd the gales | A |
| That he might sing their future destinies | B |
| A curse to your ancestral home you take | C |
| With her whom Greece with many a soldier bold | D |
| Shall seek again in concert sworn to break | C |
| Your nuptial ties and Priam's kingdom old | D |
| Alas what sweat from man and horse must flow | E |
| What devastation to the Trojan realm | F |
| You carry even now doth Pallas show | E |
| Her wrath preparing buckler car and helm | F |
| In vain secure in Aphrodite's care | G |
| You comb your locks and on the girlish lyre | H |
| Select the strains most pleasant to the fair | G |
| In vain on couch reclining you desire | I |
| To shun the darts that threaten and the thrust | J |
| Of Cretan lance the battle's wild turmoil | K |
| And Ajax swift to follow in the dust | J |
| Condemned though late your wanton curls to soil | K |
| Ah see you not where fatal to your race | L |
| Laertes' son comes with the Pylean sage | M |
| Fearless alike with Teucer joins the chase | L |
| Stenelaus skill'd the fistic strife to wage | M |
| Nor less expert the fiery steeds to quell | N |
| And Meriones you must know Behold | D |
| A warrior than his sire more fierce and fell | N |
| To find you rages Diomed the bold | D |
| Whom like the stag that far across the vale | O |
| The wolf being seen no herbage can allure | P |
| So fly you panting sorely dastard pale | O |
| Not thus you boasted to your paramour | P |
| Achilles' anger for a space defers | Q |
| The day of wrath to Troy and Trojan dame | R |
| Inevitable glide the allotted years | S |
| And Dardan roofs must waste in Argive flame | R |
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