Odes From Horace. - To The Hon. Thomas Erskine. Horace, Book The Second, Ode The Third, Imitated Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: A BCBC DEFE GHGH IJIJ KLKL MNMN OPKP QRQR SMSM TUTU KVKV

OCTOBERA
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Conscious the mortal stamp is on thy breastB
O ERSKINE still an equal mind maintainC
That wild Ambition ne'er may goad thy restB
Nor Fortune's smile awake thy triumph vainC
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Whether thro' toilsome tho' renowned yearsD
'T is thine to trace the Law's perplexing mazeE
Or win the SACRED SEALS whose awful caresF
To high decrees devote thy honor'd daysE
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Where silver'd Poplars with the stately PinesG
Mix their thick branches in the summer skyH
And the cool stream whose trembling surface shinesG
Laboriously oblique is hurrying byH
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There let thy duteous Train the banquet bringI
In whose bright cups the liquid ruby flowsJ
As Life's warm season on expanded wingI
Presents her too too transitory roseJ
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While every Muse and Grace auspicious waitK
As erst thy Handmaids when with brow sereneL
Gay thou didst rove where Buxton views elateK
A golden Palace deck her savage sceneL
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At frequent periods woo th' inspiring BandM
Before thy days their summer course have runN
While with clos'd shears the fatal Sisters standM
Nor aim to cut the brilliant thread they spunN
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Precarious Tenant of that gay RetreatO
Fann'd by pure gales on Hampstead's airy downsP
Where filial troops for thee delighted waitK
And their fair Mother's smile thy banquet crownsP
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Precarious Tenant shortly thou may'st leaveQ
These and propitious Fortune's golden hoardR
Then spare not thou the stores that shall receiveQ
When set thy orb a less illustrious LordR
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What can it then avail thee that thy pleasS
Charm'd every ear with TULLY's periods blandM
Or that the subject Passions they could seizeS
And with the thunder of the GREEK commandM
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What can it then avail thee that thy fameT
Threw tenfold lustre on thy noble LineU
Since neither birth nor self won glory claimT
One hour's exemption from the sable shrineU
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E'en now thy lot shakes in the Urn whence FateK
Throws her pale edicts in reverseless doomV
Each issues in its turn or soon or lateK
And lo the great Man's prize a SILENT TOMBV

Anna Seward



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