Odes From Horace. - To [1]munatius Plancus. Book The First, Ode The Seventh Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABABCCDD EEEEFFFF GHIJEEKK LFLFCCFF EFEFMMFF NENEOLEE EPEPCCEE EQEQRRFF FRFSEEFF| Be far fam'd RHODES the theme of loftier strains | A |
| Or MITYLENE as their Bard decrees | B |
| Or EPHESUS where great DIANA reigns | A |
| Or CORINTH towering 'twixt the rival seas | B |
| Or THEBES illustrious in thy birth divine | C |
| Purpureal BACCHUS or of PHOEBUS' shrine | C |
| DELPHOS oracular or warbling hail | D |
| Thessalian TEMPE's flower embroider'd vale | D |
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| The Art crown'd City chaste MINERVA's pride | E |
| There are whose endless numbers have pourtray'd | E |
| They to each tree that spreads its branches wide | E |
| Prefer the tawny Olive's scanty shade | E |
| Many in JUNO's honor sing thy meads | F |
| Green ARGOS glorying in thy agile steeds | F |
| Or opulent MYCENE whose proud fanes | F |
| The blood of murder'd AGAMEMNON stains | F |
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| Nor patient LACED MON wakes my lyre | G |
| Who trains her Sons to all the Warrior's toil | H |
| Nor me LARISSA's airy graces fire | I |
| Tho' round her hills the golden vallies smile | J |
| But my lov'd mansion 'mid the circling wood | E |
| On the green bank of clear Alb u nea's flood | E |
| Its walls resounding with the echo'd roar | K |
| As Anio's torrents down the mountain pour | K |
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| Amid my blooming orchards pleas'd I rove | L |
| Guiding the ductile course of murmuring rills | F |
| Or mark the curtains of the sacred grove | L |
| Sink in the vales or sweep along the hills | F |
| Ah Friend if round my cell such graces shine | C |
| The PALACE of Tiburnian Shades is thine | C |
| She every feature of the Scene commands | F |
| And Empress of its varied beauty stands | F |
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| Tho' frequent mists the young Favonius shroud | E |
| Bending his flagging wing with heavy rains | F |
| Yet oft he chases every showery cloud | E |
| Winnowing with pinion light th' aerial plains | F |
| Ah thus from thee let each dark vapor roll | M |
| That rash Ambition gathers on the soul | M |
| The jocund Pleasures in her absence rise | F |
| Glow in the breast and sparkle in the eyes | F |
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| And thou MUNATIUS whether Fate ordain | N |
| The Camp thy home with glancing javelins bright | E |
| Or if the graces of that fair domain | N |
| Umbrageous Tivoli thy steps invite | E |
| If trumpets sound the clang that Warriors love | O |
| Or round thee trill the choirings of the grove | L |
| In flowing bowls drown every vain regret | E |
| Enjoy the PRESENT and the PAST forget | E |
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| The walls of SALAMIS when TEUCER fled | E |
| Driven by a Parent's unrelenting frown | P |
| Hope from his spirit chas'd each anxious dread | E |
| While on his brow he bound the poplar crown | P |
| In rich libation pour'd the generous wine | C |
| Then bath'd his temples in the juice divine | C |
| And thus with gladden'd eye and air sedate | E |
| Address'd the drooping Followers of his fate | E |
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| Wherever Destiny a kinder friend | E |
| Than he who gave me birth may point the way | Q |
| Thither resolv'd our duteous steps shall bend | E |
| Nor know presaging fear nor weak delay | Q |
| Doubt flies when Teucer leads and cold despair | R |
| In Teucer's auspices shall melt to air | R |
| Phoebus ordains that in more favoring skies | F |
| Another prosp'rous SALAMIS shall rise | F |
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| So much alike her fountains fanes and bowers | F |
| That e'en her name shall dubious meaning bear | R |
| Then my lov'd Friends who oft in darker hours | F |
| Have shar'd with me a conflict more severe | S |
| O let us lose in wine our sorrow's weight | E |
| And rise the masters of our future fate | E |
| This night we revel in convivial ease | F |
| To morrow seek again the vast and pathless seas | F |
Anna Seward
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