Horace, Seventh Epode Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: ABCB DEDE DFGF HBAB CIHI

Whither whither reckless RomansA
Are you rushing sword in handB
Has not yet the blood of brothersC
Fully stained the sea and landB
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Not that raging conflagrationD
Should o er fallen Carthage playE
Not that the unconquered BritonD
Should descend the sacred wayE
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Rome exclaims the joyful ParthianD
Ruin for herself preparesF
Wolves with wolves are never savageG
Lion lion never tearsF
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Is this fury is it madnessH
Speedy answer I demandB
Foolish blinded guilty RomansA
Silent stupefied you standB
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Thus tis fated blood of brothersC
Must atone for brothers guiltI
Since the blood of injured RemusH
Romulus in anger spiltI

James Clerk Maxwell



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