Odes From Horace. - To William Hayley, Esq. Book The Fourth, Ode The Seventh, Imitated Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABAB CDCE FGFG HIHI JKJL MNMN OPOP QRRR STST UVUV RWRW LXLX| The snows dissolve the rains no more pollute | A |
| Green are the sloping fields and uplands wide | B |
| And green the trees luxuriant tresses shoot | A |
| And in their daisied banks the shrinking rivers glide | B |
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| Beauty and Love the blissful change have hail'd | C |
| While in smooth mazes o'er the painted mead | D |
| Aglaia ventures with her limbs unveil'd | C |
| Light thro' the dance each Sister Grace to lead | E |
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| But O reflect that Sport and Beauty wing | F |
| Th' unpausing Hour if Winter cold and pale | G |
| Flies from the soft and violet mantled Spring | F |
| Summer with sultry breath absorbs the vernal gale | G |
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| Reflect that Summer glories pass away | H |
| When mellow Autumn shakes her golden sheaves | I |
| While she as Winter reassumes his sway | H |
| Speeds with disorder'd vest thro' rustling leaves | I |
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| But a short space the Moon illumes the skies | J |
| Yet she repairs her wanings and again | K |
| Silvers the vault of Night but no supplies | J |
| To feed their wasting fires the lamps of Life obtain | L |
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| When our pale Form shall pensive vigils keep | M |
| Where COLLINS AKENSIDE and SHENSTONE roam | N |
| Or quiet with the Despot JOHNSON sleep | M |
| In that murk cell the Body's final home | N |
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| To senseless dust and to a fleeting shade | O |
| Changes the life warm Being Ah who knows | P |
| If the next dawn our eye lids may pervade | O |
| Darken'd and seal'd perchance in long and last repose | P |
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| When vivid Thought's unceasing force assails | Q |
| It shakes from Life's frail glass the ebbing sands | R |
| Their course run out ah what to us avails | R |
| Our fame's high note tho' swelling it expands | R |
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| Reflect that each convivial joy we share | S |
| Amid encircling Friends with grace benign | T |
| Escapes the grasp of our rapacious Heir | S |
| Pile then the steaming board and quaff the rosy wine | T |
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| Illustrious HAYLEY in that cruel hour | U |
| When o'er thee Fate the sable flag shall wave | V |
| Not thy keen wit thy fancy's splendid power | U |
| Knowledge or worth shall snatch thee from the grave | V |
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| Not to his MASON's grief from Death's dim plains | R |
| Was honor'd GRAY's departed form resign'd | W |
| No tears dissolve the cold Lethean chains | R |
| That far from busy Life the mortal semblance bind | W |
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| Then for the bright creations of the brain | L |
| O do not thou from health's gay leisure turn | X |
| Lest we like tuneful MASON sigh in vain | L |
| And grasp a timeless tho' a LAUREL'D URN | X |
Anna Seward
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