To The Earl Of Clare Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: AB CCDAAD EEFGHF IJIKLI AAHAAH DDJMMJ CCAAAA NNHCCH CCOCCL HHCCCC CCPCCP QQIHHI FFHCCH CCFHHF CCFRRF SSBTUB AAVWWV AAMXXY'Tu semper amoris | A |
Sisd memor etcari comitis ne abscedat imago' Val Flac | B |
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Friend of my youth when young we roved | C |
Like striplings mutually beloved | C |
With friendship's purest glow | D |
The bliss which wing'd those rosy hours | A |
Was such as pleasure seldom showers | A |
On mortals here below | D |
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The recollectlon seems alone | E |
Dearer than all the joys I've known | E |
When distant far from you | F |
Though pain 'tis still a pleasing pain | G |
To trace those days and hours again | H |
And sigh again adieu | F |
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My pensive memory lingers o'er | I |
Those scenes to be enjoy'd no more | J |
Those scenes regretted ever | I |
The measure of our youth is full | K |
Life's evening dream is dark and dull | L |
And we rnay meet ah never | I |
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As when one parent spring supplies | A |
Two strearns which from one fountain rise | A |
Together join'd in 'vain | H |
How soon' diverging from their source | A |
Each murmuring seeks another course | A |
Till mingled in the main | H |
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Our vital streams of weal or woe | D |
Though near alas distinctly flow | D |
Nor mingle as before | J |
Now swift or slow now black or clear | M |
Till death's unfathom'd gulf appear | M |
And both shall quit the shore | J |
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Our souls my friend which once supplied | C |
One wish nor breathed a thought beside | C |
Now flow in different channels | A |
Disdaining humbler rural sports | A |
'Tis yours to mix in polish'd courts | A |
And shine in fashion's annals | A |
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'Tis mine to waste on love my time | N |
Or vent my reveries in rhyme | N |
Without the aid of reason | H |
For sense and reason critics know it | C |
Have quitted every amorous poet | C |
Nor left a thought to seize on | H |
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Poor LITTLE sweet melodlous bard | C |
Of late esteem'd it monstrous hard | C |
That he who sang before all | O |
He who the lore of love expanded | C |
By dire reviewers should be branded | C |
As void of wit and moral | L |
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And yet while Beauty's praise is thine | H |
Harmonious favourite of the nine | H |
Repine not at thy lot | C |
Thy soothing lays may still be read | C |
When Persecution's arm is dead | C |
And critics are forgot | C |
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Still I must yield those worthies merit | C |
Who chasten with unsparing spirit | C |
Bad rhymes and those who write them | P |
And though myself may be the next | C |
By criticism to be vext | C |
I really will not fight them | P |
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Perhaps they wouid do quite as well | Q |
To break the rudely sounding shell | Q |
Of such a young beginner | I |
He who offends at pert nineteen | H |
Ere thirty may become I ween | H |
A very harden'd sinner | I |
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Now Clare I must return to you | F |
And sure apologies are due | F |
Accept then my concession | H |
In truth dear Clare in fancy's flight | C |
I soar along from left to right | C |
My muse admires digression | H |
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I think I said 'twould he your fate | C |
To add one star to royal state | C |
May regal smiles attend you | F |
And should a noble monarch reign | H |
You will not seek his smiles in vain | H |
If worth can recommend you | F |
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Yet since in danger courts abound | C |
Where specious rivals glitter round | C |
From snares may saints preserve you | F |
And grant your love or friendship ne'er | R |
From any claim a kindred care | R |
But those who best deserve you | F |
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Not for a moment may you stray | S |
From truth's secure unerring way | S |
May no delights decoy | B |
O'er roses may your footsteps move | T |
Your smiles be ever smiles of love | U |
Your tears be tears of joy | B |
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Oh if you wish that happiness | A |
Your coming days and years may bless | A |
And virtues crown your brow | V |
Be still as you were wont to be | W |
Spotless as you've been known to me | W |
Be still as you are now | V |
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And though some trifling share of praise | A |
To cheer my last declining days | A |
To me were doubly dear | M |
Whilst blessing your beloved name | X |
I'd waive at once a poet's fame | X |
To prove a prophet here | Y |
George Gordon Byron
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