To Thaliarchus. I-9 (from The Odes Of Horace) Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: ABCBDEEEFDADGEDEFHIH JKDK

You see how our Soracte now is standingA
Hoary with heavy snow and now its weightB
To bear the struggling woods are hardly ableC
And with the bitter cold the streams stagnateB
The cold melt thou away oh ThaliarchusD
By heaping logs upon thy fire againE
Replenishing and from a Sabine flagonE
Wine of a four years' vintage draw thou thenE
Leave to the gods the rest for at the momentF
They felled the winds upon the boiling seaD
That battled fiercely then there was not stirringA
Or mountain ash or ancient cypress treeD
Cease thou to ask what is to be to morrowG
The day that Fortune gives score thou as gainE
As when a boy thou shalt not scorn love's sweetnessD
Nor smoothly moving dancers shalt disdainE
While crabbed age from thy fresh youth is distantF
Now in the Field and in the Public SquareH
All the soft whisperings that come at night fallI
Shall at the trysting be repeated thereH
Now too the tempting laugh from a far cornerJ
That must the maiden lurking there betrayK
Also the pledge that she in feigned resistanceD
Lets from her arm or hand be taken awayK

Helen Leah Reed



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