To The Fates Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABAB CDCD EFEF GHGH IJIJ KLKL MNON PQPQ RSRS QQQQ QOQO QTQT QRQR UOUO RQRQ| Not in the crowd of masqueraders gay | A |
| Where coxcombs' wit with wondrous splendor flares | B |
| And easier than the Indian's net the prey | A |
| The virtue of young beauties snares | B |
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| Not at the toilet table of the fair | C |
| Where vanity as if before an idol bows | D |
| And often breathes a warmer prayer | C |
| Than when to heaven it pays its vows | D |
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| And not behind the curtain's cunning veil | E |
| Where the world's eye is hid by cheating night | F |
| And glowing flames the hearts assail | E |
| That seemed but chilly in the light | F |
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| Where wisdom we surprise with shame dyed lip | G |
| While Phoebus' rays she boldly drinks | H |
| Where men like thievish children nectar sip | G |
| And from the spheres e'en Plato sinks | H |
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| To ye to ye O lonely sister band | I |
| Daughters of destiny ascend | J |
| When o'er the lyre all gently sweeps my hand | I |
| These strains where bliss and sadness blend | J |
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| You only has no sonnet ever wooed | K |
| To win your gold no usurer e'er sighed | L |
| No coxcomb e'er with plaints your steps pursued | K |
| For you Arcadian shepherd ne'er has died | L |
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| Your gentle fingers ye forever ply | M |
| Life's nervous thread with care to twist | N |
| Till sound the clanging shears and fruitlessly | O |
| The tender web would then resist | N |
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| Since thou my thread of life hast kindly spun | P |
| Thy hand O Clotho I now kiss | Q |
| Since thou hast spared that life whilst scarce begun | P |
| Receive this nosegay Lachesis | Q |
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| Full often thorns upon the thread | R |
| But oftener roses thou hast strung | S |
| For thorns and roses there outspread | R |
| Clotho to thee this lay be sung | S |
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| Oft did tempestuous passions rise | Q |
| And threat to break the thread by force | Q |
| Oft projects of gigantic size | Q |
| Have checked its free unfettered course | Q |
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| Oft in sweet hours of heavenly bliss | Q |
| Too fine appeared the thread to me | O |
| Still oftener when near sorrow's dark abyss | Q |
| Too firm its fabric seemed to be | O |
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| Clotho for this and other lies | Q |
| Thy pardon I with tears implore | T |
| Henceforth I'll take whatever prize | Q |
| Sage Clotho gives and asks no more | T |
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| But never let the shears cut off a rose | Q |
| Only the thorns yet as thou will'st | R |
| Let if thou will'st the death shears sharply close | Q |
| If thou this single prayer fulfill'st | R |
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| Oh goddess when enchained to Laura's breath | U |
| My spirit from its shell breaks free | O |
| Betraying when upon the gates of death | U |
| My youthful life hangs giddily | O |
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| Let to infinity the thread extend | R |
| 'Twill wander through the realms of bliss | Q |
| Then goddess let thy cruel shears descend | R |
| Then let them fall O Lachesis | Q |
Friedrich Schiller
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