Book Iv. Ode I. To Venus Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: AABBCCDDEEFFGGHHIIJJ KLMMJJNNOOPQPPRRSTUU VVJJWXOOAgain new tumults in my breast | A |
Ah spare me Venus let me let me rest | A |
I am not now alas the man | B |
As in the gentle reign of my Queen Anne | B |
Ah sound no more thy soft alarms | C |
Nor circle sober fifty with thy charms | C |
Mother too fierce of dear desires | D |
Turn turn to willing hearts your wanton fires | D |
To Number Five direct your doves | E |
There spread round Murray all your blooming loves | E |
Noble and young who strikes the heart | F |
With every sprightly every decent part | F |
Equal the injured to defend | G |
To charm the mistress or to fix the friend | G |
He with a hundred arts refined | H |
Shall stretch thy conquests over half the kind | H |
To him each rival shall submit | I |
Make but his riches equal to his wit | I |
Then shall thy form the marble grace | J |
Thy Grecian form and Chloe lend the face | J |
His house embosom'd in the grove | K |
Sacred to social life and social love | L |
Shall glitter o'er the pendant green | M |
Where Thames reflects the visionary scene | M |
Thither the silver sounding lyres | J |
Shall call the smiling Loves and young Desires | J |
There every Grace and Muse shall throng | N |
Exalt the dance or animate the song | N |
There youths and nymphs in consort gay | O |
Shall hail the rising close the parting day | O |
With me alas those joys are o'er | P |
For me the vernal garlands bloom no more | Q |
Adieu fond hope of mutual fire | P |
The still believing still renew'd desire | P |
Adieu the heart expanding bowl | R |
And all the kind deceivers of the soul | R |
But why ah tell me ah too dear | S |
Steals down my cheek th' involuntary tear | T |
Why words so flowing thoughts so free | U |
Stop or turn nonsense at one glance of thee | U |
Thee dress'd in fancy's airy beam | V |
Absent I follow through th' extended dream | V |
Now now I seize I clasp thy charms | J |
And now you burst ah cruel from my arms | J |
And swiftly shoot along the Mall | W |
Or softly glide by the canal | X |
Now shown by Cynthia's silver ray | O |
And now on rolling waters snatch'd away | O |
Alexander Pope
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