Odes From Horace. - [1]to Telephus. Book The Third, Ode The Nineteenth Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: ABAB CDCD EFEF GHGH IJIJ KLML NONO HPHP QRQR STST EPUP HVHV WBXB YZYZ IA2B2C2 ED2E2D2 EF2EF2 G2H2G2H2 I2J2I2J2 K2BK2B

The number of the vanish'd yearsA
That mark each famous Grecian reignB
This night my Telephus appearsA
Thy solemn pleasure to explainB
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Or else assiduously to dwellC
In conscious eloquence elateD
On those who conquer'd those who fellC
At sacred Troy's devoted gateD
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But at what price the cask so rareE
Of luscious chian may be oursF
Who shall the tepid baths prepareE
And who shall strew the blooming flowersF
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Beneath what roof we next saluteG
And when shall smile these gloomy skiesH
Thy wondrous eloquence is muteG
Nor here may graver topics riseH
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Fill a bright bumper to the MoonI
She's new auspicious be her birthJ
One to the Midnight 't is our noonI
Of jocund thought and festal mirthJ
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And one to him for whom the feastsK
This night are held with poignant gustL
MURENA whom his Rome investsM
With solemn honors sacred trustL
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Kind omens shall his voice conveyN
That may each rising care beguileO
Propitious fled the Birds to dayN
Will Love be ours and Fortune smileO
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Arrange the cups of various sizeH
The least containing bumpers threeP
And nine the rest Come no disguiseH
Nor yet constraint the choice is freeP
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All but the BARD's the bowl of nineQ
He is in duty bound to fillR
The Muses number to declineQ
Were treason at Aonia's hillR
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For here the Sisters shall presideS
So they allow us leave to laughT
Unzon'd the Graces round us glideS
While we the liquid ruby quaffT
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Yet they in kind and guardian careE
Dreading left wild inebriate gleeP
With broils disturb our light careerU
Would stint us to their number threeP
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Away ye Prudes the caution wiseH
Becomes not this convivial hourV
That every dull restraint defiesH
And laughs at all their frigid powerV
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Thou say'st I rave and true thou say'stW
Nor must thou check the flowing veinB
For sprightly nonsense suits him bestX
Whom grave reflection leads to painB
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Why mute the pipe's enlivening noteY
Why sleeps the charming lyre so longZ
O let their strains around us floatY
Mix'd with the sweet and jocund songZ
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And lavish be the roses strewnI
Ye flutes ye lyres exulting breatheA2
The festal Hour disdains to ownB2
The mournful note the niggard wreathC2
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Old Lycon with the venal FairE
Who courts yet hates his vile embraceD2
Our lively strains shall muttering hearE2
While Envy pales each sullen faceD2
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THOU with thy dark luxuriant hairE
Thou Telephus as Hesper brightF2
Thou art accomplish'd Chloe's careE
Whose glance is Love's delicious lightF2
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Thy utmost wish the Fair One crownsG2
And thy calm'd heart may well pursueH2
The paths of knowledge Lyce frownsG2
And I distasteful shun their viewH2
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From themes that wake the powers of mindI2
The wounded Spirit sick'ning turnsJ2
To those be then this hour consign'dI2
That Mirth approves tho' Wisdom spurnsJ2
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They shall disarm my Lyce's frownK2
The frolic jest the lively strainB
In flowing bowls shall gaily drownK2
The memory of her cold disdainB

Anna Seward



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