Ode Ii: To Sleep Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABBCDDCEFEG AHHIJKILMNM AHHOPPOQRQR STUVWWXYSYS SZZAA2A2AB2HB2H AC2C2D2E2F2D2MG2MG2| I | A |
| Thou silent power whose welcome sway | B |
| Charms every anxious thought away | B |
| In whose divine oblivion drown'd | C |
| Sore pain and weary toil grow mild | D |
| Love is with kinder looks beguil'd | D |
| And grief forgets her fondly cherish'd wound | C |
| Oh whither hast thou flown indulgent god | E |
| God of kind shadows and of healing dews | F |
| Whom dost thou touch with thy Leth an rod | E |
| Around whose temples now thy opiate airs diffuse | G |
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| II | A |
| Lo midnight from her starry reign | H |
| Looks awful down on earth and main | H |
| The tuneful birds lie hush'd in sleep | I |
| With all that crop the verdant food | J |
| With all that skim the crystal flood | K |
| Or haunt the caverns of the rocky steep | I |
| No rushing winds disturb the tufted bowers | L |
| No wakeful sound the moon light valley knows | M |
| Save where the brook its liquid murmur pours | N |
| And lulls the waving scene to more profound repose | M |
| - | |
| III | A |
| Oh let not me alone complain | H |
| Alone invoke thy power in vain | H |
| Descend propitious on my eyes | O |
| Not from the couch that bears a crown | P |
| Not from the courtly statesman's down | P |
| Nor where the miser and his treasure lies | O |
| Bring not the shapes that break the murderer's rest | Q |
| Nor those the hireling soldier loves to see | R |
| Nor those which haunt the bigot's gloomy breast | Q |
| Far be their guilty nights and far their dreams from me | R |
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| IV | S |
| Nor yet those awful forms present | T |
| For chiefs and heroes only meant | U |
| The figur'd brass the choral song | V |
| The rescued people's glad applause | W |
| The listening senate and the laws | W |
| Fix'd by the counsels of Timoleon's tongue | X |
| Are scenes too grand for fortune's private ways | Y |
| And though they shine in youth's ingenuous view | S |
| The sober gainful arts of modern days | Y |
| To such romantic thoughts have bid a long adieu | S |
| - | |
| V | S |
| I ask not god of dreams thy care | Z |
| To banish Love's presentments fair | Z |
| Nor rosy cheek nor radiant eye | A |
| Can arm him with such strong command | A2 |
| That the young sorcerer's fatal hand | A2 |
| Should round my soul his pleasing fetters tie | A |
| Nor yet the courtier's hope the giving smile | B2 |
| A lighter phantom and a baser chain | H |
| Did e'er in slumber my proud lyre beguile | B2 |
| To lend the pomp of thrones her ill according strain | H |
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| VI | A |
| But Morpheus on thy balmy wing | C2 |
| Such honorable visions bring | C2 |
| As sooth'd great Milton's injur'd age | D2 |
| When in prophetic dreams he saw | E2 |
| The race unborn with pious awe | F2 |
| Imbibe each virtue from his heavenly page | D2 |
| Or such as Mead's benignant fancy knows | M |
| When health's deep treasures by his art explor'd | G2 |
| Have sav'd the infant from an orphan's woes | M |
| Or to the trembling sire his age's hope restor'd | G2 |
Mark Akenside
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