Ode Ii(ii); On The Winter Soltice Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: ABABCCDEFDGHGAIIJKKJ LMLMNOPQRPSTSTUUVUUV UUUUWWXYYXZA2B2C2D2D 2XE2E2XUUUUWWUF2G2UU H2UI2XXUJ2K2UL2SL2SU UHSSHUWUWUUF2M2M2F2

The radiant ruler of the yearA
At length his wintry goal attainsB
Soon to reverse the long careerA
And northward bend his steady reinsB
Now piercing half Potosi's heightC
Prone rush the fiery floods of lightC
Ripening the mountain's silver storesD
While in some cavern's horrid shadeE
The panting Indian hides his headF
And oft the approach of eve imploresD
But lo on this deserted coastG
How pale the sun how thick the airH
Mustering his storms a sordid hostG
Lo winter desolates the yearA
The fields resign their latest bloomI
No more the breezes waft perfumeI
No more the streams in music rollJ
But snows fall dark or rains resoundK
And while great nature mourns aroundK
Her griefs infect the human soulJ
Hence the loud city's busy throngsL
Urge the warm bowl and splendid fireM
Harmonious dances festive songsL
Against the spiteful heaven conspireM
Meantime perhaps with tender fearsN
Some village dame the curfew hearsO
While round the hearth her children playP
At morn their father went abroadQ
The moon is sunk and deep the roadR
She sighs and wonders at his stayP
But thou my lyre awake ariseS
And hail the sun's returning forceT
Even now he climbs the northern skiesS
And health and hope attend his courseT
Then louder howl the aerial wasteU
Be earth with keener cold imbrac'dU
Yet gentle hours advance their wingV
And fancy mocking winter's mightU
With flowers and dews and streaming lightU
Already decks the newborn springV
O fountain of the golden dayU
Could mortal vows promote thy speedU
How soon before thy vernal rayU
Should each unkindly damp recedeU
How soon each hovering tempest flyW
Whose stores for mischief arm the skyW
Prompt on our heads to burst amainX
To rend the forest from the steepY
Or thundering o'er the Baltic deepY
To whelm the merchant's hopes of gainX
But let not man's unequal viewsZ
Presume o'er nature and her lawsA2
'Tis his with grateful joy to useB2
The indulgence of the sovran causeC2
Secure that health and beauty springsD2
Through this majestic frame of thingsD2
Beyond what he can reach to knowX
And that heaven's all subduing willE2
With good the progeny of illE2
Attempereth every state belowX
How pleasing wears the wintry nightU
Spent with the old illustrious deadU
While by the taper's trembling lightU
I seem those awful scenes to treadU
Where chiefs or legislators lieW
Whose triumphs move before my eyeW
In arms and antique pomp array'dU
While now I taste the Ionian songF2
Now bend to Plato's godlike tongueG2
Resounding through the olive shadeU
But should some cheerful equal friendU
Bid leave the studious page awhileH2
Let mirth on wisdom then attendU
And social ease on learned toilI2
Then while at love's uncareful shrineX
Each dictates to the god of wineX
Her name whom all his hopes obeyU
What flattering dreams each bosom warmJ2
While absence heightening every charmK2
Invokes the slow returning MayU
May thou delight of heaven and earthL2
When will thy genial star ariseS
The auspicious morn which gives thee birthL2
Shall bring Eudora to my eyesS
Within her sylvan haunt beholdU
As in the happy garden oldU
She moves like that primeval fairH
Thither ye silver sounding lyresS
Ye tender smiles ye chaste desiresS
Fond hope and mutual faith repairH
And if believing love can readU
His better omens in her eyeW
Then shall my fears o charming maidU
And every pain of absence dieW
Then shall my jocund harp attun'dU
To thy true ear with sweeter soundU
Pursue the free Horatian songF2
Old Tyne shall listen to my taleM2
And echo down the bordering valeM2
The liquid melody prolongF2

Mark Akenside



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