Fill The Goblet Again: A Song Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: AABB CCDD EEFF GGHH IIJJ KKLL MMNN OOPP| Fill the goblet again for I never before | A |
| Felt the glow which now gladdens my heart to its core | A |
| Let us drink who would not since through life's varied round | B |
| In the goblet alone no deception is found | B |
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| I have tried in its turn all that life can supply | C |
| I have bask'd in the beam of a dark rolling eye | C |
| I have loved who has not but what heart can declare | D |
| That pleasure existed while passion was there | D |
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| In the days of my youth when the heart's in its spring | E |
| And dreams that affection can never take wing | E |
| I had friends who has not but what tongue will avow | F |
| That friends rosy wine are so faithful as thou | F |
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| The heart of a mistress some boy may estrange | G |
| Friendship shifts with the sunbeam thou never canst change | G |
| Thou grow'st old who does not but on earth what appears | H |
| Whose virtues like thine still increase with its years | H |
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| Yet if blest to the utmost that love can bestow | I |
| Should a rival bow down to our idol below | I |
| We aree jealous who is not thou hast no such alloy | J |
| For the more that enjoy thee the more we enjoy | J |
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| Then the season of youth and its vanities past | K |
| For refuge we fly to the goblet at last | K |
| There we find do we not in the flow of the soul | L |
| That truth as of yore is confined to the bowl | L |
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| When the box of Pandora was opened on earth | M |
| And Misery's triumph commenced over Mirth | M |
| Hope was left was she not but the goblet we kiss | N |
| And care not for Hope who are certain of bliss | N |
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| Long life to the grape for when summer is flown | O |
| The age of our nectar shall gladden our own | O |
| We must die who shall not May our sins be forgiven | P |
| And Hebe shall never be idle in heaven | P |
George Gordon Byron
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