Ode Xv: To The Evening-star Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: ABCBAAC ADEDFGE AHIHJKI JLLMNOL JPJPQQJ JDRDSST JUVWXXV JYZYYYZ WA2B2A2VC2B2 WD2WD2WWW WE2F2E2LLF2 WG2WG2KKW WJYJWWY

IA
To night retir'd the queen of heavenB
With young Endymion staysC
And now to Hesper is it givenB
Awhile to rule the vacant skyA
Till she shall to her lamp supplyA
A stream of brighter raysC
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IIA
O Hesper while the starry throngD
With awe thy path surroundsE
Oh listen to my suppliant songD
If haply now the vocal sphereF
Can suffer thy delighted earG
To stoop to mortal soundsE
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IIIA
So may the bridegroom's genial strainH
Thee still invoke to shineI
So may the bride's unmarried trainH
To Hymen chaunt their flattering vowJ
Still that his lucky torch may glowK
With lustre pure as thineI
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IVJ
Far other vows must i preferL
To thy indulgent powerL
Alass but now i paid my tearM
On fair Olympia's virgin tombN
And lo from thence in quest i roamO
Of Philomela's bowerL
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VJ
Propitious send thy golden rayP
Thou purest light aboveJ
Let no false flame seduce to strayP
Where gulph or steep lie hid for harmQ
But lead where music's healing charmQ
May sooth afflicted loveJ
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VIJ
To them by many a grateful songD
In happier seasons vow'dR
These lawns Olympia's haunt belongD
Oft by yon silver stream we walk'dS
Or fix'd while Philomela talk'dS
Beneath yon copses stoodT
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VIIJ
Nor seldom where the beachen boughsU
That roofless tower invadeV
We came while her inchanting MuseW
The radiant moon above us heldX
Till by a clamorous owl compell'dX
She fled the solemn shadeV
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VIIIJ
But hark I hear her liquid toneY
Now Hesper guide my feetZ
Down the red marle with moss o'ergrownY
Through yon wild thicket next the plainY
Whose hawthorns choke the winding laneY
Which leads to her retreatZ
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IXW
See the green space on either handA2
Inlarg'd it spreads aroundB2
See in the midst she takes her standA2
Where one old oak his awful shadeV
Extends o'er half the level meadC2
Inclos'd in woods profoundB2
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XW
Hark how through many a melting noteD2
She now prolongs her laysW
How sweetly down the void they floatD2
The breeze their magic path attendsW
The stars shine out the forest bendsW
The wakeful heifers gazeW
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XIW
Whoe'er thou art whom chance may bringE2
To this sequester'd spotF2
If then the plaintive Syren singE2
Oh softly tread beneath her bowerL
And think of heaven's disposing powerL
Of man's uncertain lotF2
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XIIW
Oh think o'er all this mortal stageG2
What mournful scenes ariseW
What ruin waits on kingly rageG2
How often virtue dwells with woeK
How many griefs from knowledge flowK
How swiftly pleasure fliesW
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XIIIW
O sacred bird let me at eveJ
Thus wandering all aloneY
Thy tender counsel oft receiveJ
Bear witness to thy pensive airsW
And pity nature's common caresW
Till i forget my ownY

Mark Akenside



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