Horace I, 22. Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: ABCB DEFE GHIH JHKH LMNM IOPQ

Fuscus whoso to good inclinesA
And is a faultless liverB
Nor moorish spear nor bow need fearC
Nor poison arrowed quiverB
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Ay though through desert wastes he roamsD
Or scales the rugged mountainsE
Or rests beside the murmuring tideF
Of weird Hydaspan fountainsE
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Lo on a time I gayly pacedG
The Sabine confines shadyH
And sung in glee of LalageI
My own and dearest ladyH
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And as I sung a monster wolfJ
Slunk through the thicket from meH
But for that song as I strolled alongK
He would have overcome meH
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Set me amid those poison mistsL
Which no fair gale dispellethM
Or in the plains where silence reignsN
And no thing human dwellethM
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Still shall I love my LalageI
Still sing her tender gracesO
And while I sing my theme shall bringP
Heaven to those desert placesQ

Eugene Field



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