Ode To Apollo Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABC AADEEDFFDGGG BBBHHBCCBAAA CCBBBBBBBBBB CCGIIGBBGJJJ HHCCCCCCCCCC AACKKCLLCAAA| quot Tandem venias precamur | A |
| nbsp nbsp nbsp Nube candentes humeros amictus | B |
| nbsp nbsp nbsp Augur Apollo quot | C |
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| nbsp nbsp nbsp Lord of the golden lyre | A |
| nbsp nbsp nbsp Fraught with the Dorian fire | A |
| nbsp nbsp nbsp Oh fair haired child of Leto come again | D |
| nbsp nbsp nbsp And if no longer smile | E |
| nbsp nbsp nbsp Delphi or Delos' isle | E |
| nbsp nbsp nbsp Come from the depth of thine Aetnean glen | D |
| nbsp nbsp nbsp Where in the black ravine | F |
| nbsp nbsp nbsp Thunders the foaming green | F |
| nbsp nbsp nbsp Of waters writhing far from mortals' ken | D |
| nbsp nbsp nbsp Come o'er the sparkling brine | G |
| nbsp nbsp nbsp And bring thy train divine | G |
| The sweet voiced and immortal violet crowned Nine | G |
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| nbsp nbsp nbsp For here are richer meads | B |
| nbsp nbsp nbsp And here are goodlier steeds | B |
| nbsp nbsp nbsp Than ever graced the glorious land of Greece | B |
| nbsp nbsp nbsp Here waves the yellow corn | H |
| nbsp nbsp nbsp Here is the olive born | H |
| nbsp nbsp nbsp The gray green gracious harbinger of peace | B |
| nbsp nbsp nbsp Here too hath taken root | C |
| nbsp nbsp nbsp A tree with golden fruit | C |
| nbsp nbsp nbsp In purple clusters hangs the vine's increase | B |
| nbsp nbsp nbsp And all the earth doth wear | A |
| nbsp nbsp nbsp The dry clear Attic air | A |
| That lifts the soul to liberty and frees the heart from care | A |
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| nbsp nbsp nbsp Or if thy wilder mood | C |
| nbsp nbsp nbsp Incline to solitude | C |
| nbsp nbsp nbsp Eternal verdure girds the lonely hills | B |
| nbsp nbsp nbsp Through the green gloom of ferns | B |
| nbsp nbsp nbsp Softly the sunset burns | B |
| nbsp nbsp nbsp Cold from the granite flow the mountain rills | B |
| nbsp nbsp nbsp And there are inner shrines | B |
| nbsp nbsp nbsp Made by the slumberous pines | B |
| nbsp nbsp nbsp Where the rapt heart with contemplation fills | B |
| nbsp nbsp nbsp And from wave stricken shores | B |
| nbsp nbsp nbsp Deep wistful music pours | B |
| And floods the tempest shaken forest corridors | B |
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| nbsp nbsp nbsp Oh give the gift of gold | C |
| nbsp nbsp nbsp The human heart to hold | C |
| nbsp nbsp nbsp With liquid glamour of the Lesbian line | G |
| nbsp nbsp nbsp With Pindar's lava glow | I |
| nbsp nbsp nbsp With Sophocles' calm flow | I |
| nbsp nbsp nbsp Or Aeschylean rapture airy fine | G |
| nbsp nbsp nbsp Or with thy music's close | B |
| nbsp nbsp nbsp Thy last autumnal rose | B |
| nbsp nbsp nbsp Theocritus of Sicily divine | G |
| nbsp nbsp nbsp O Pythian Archer strong | J |
| nbsp nbsp nbsp Time cannot do thee wrong | J |
| With thee they live for ever thy nightingales of song | J |
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| nbsp nbsp nbsp We too are island born | H |
| nbsp nbsp nbsp Oh leave us not in scorn | H |
| nbsp nbsp nbsp A songless people never yet was great | C |
| nbsp nbsp nbsp We suppliants at thy feet | C |
| nbsp nbsp nbsp Await thy muses sweet | C |
| nbsp nbsp nbsp Amid the laurels at thy temple gate | C |
| nbsp nbsp nbsp Crownless and voiceless yet | C |
| nbsp nbsp nbsp But on our brows is set | C |
| nbsp nbsp nbsp The dim unwritten prophecy of fate | C |
| nbsp nbsp nbsp To mould from out of mud | C |
| nbsp nbsp nbsp An empire with our blood | C |
| To wage eternal warfare with the fire and flood | C |
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| nbsp nbsp nbsp Lord of the minstrel choir | A |
| nbsp nbsp nbsp Oh grant our hearts' desire | A |
| nbsp nbsp nbsp To sing of truth invincible in might | C |
| nbsp nbsp nbsp Of love surpassing death | K |
| nbsp nbsp nbsp That fears no fiery breath | K |
| nbsp nbsp nbsp Of ancient inborn reverence for right | C |
| nbsp nbsp nbsp Of that sea woven spell | L |
| nbsp nbsp nbsp That from Trafalgar fell | L |
| nbsp nbsp nbsp And keeps the star of duty in our sight | C |
| nbsp nbsp nbsp Oh give the sacred fire | A |
| nbsp nbsp nbsp And our weak lips inspire | A |
| With laurels of thy song and lightnings of thy lyre | A |
James Lister Cuthbertson
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