The Oracles Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: ABAB CDCE FGFG CHCH

'Tis mute the word they went to hear on high Dodona mountainA
When winds were in the oakenshaws and all the cauldrons tolledB
And mute's the midland navel stone beside the singing fountainA
And echoes list to silence now where gods told lies of oldB
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I took my question to the shrine that has not ceased from speakingC
The heart within that tells the truth and tells it twice as plainD
And from the cave of oracles I heard the priestess shriekingC
That she and I should surely die and never live againE
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Oh priestess what you cry is clear and sound good sense I think itF
But let the screaming echoes rest and froth your mouth no moreG
'Tis true there's better boose than brine but he that drowns must drink itF
And oh my lass the news is news that men have heard beforeG
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The King with half the East at heel is marched from lands of morningC
Their fighters drink the rivers up their shafts benight the airH
And he that stands will die for nought and home there's no returningC
The Spartans on the sea wet rock sat down and combed their hairH

Alfred Edward Housman



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