Sonnet Xv: Now, Round My Favour'd Grot Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABBAABBACDCDCD| Now round my favor'd grot let roses rise | A |
| To strew the bank where Phaon wakes from rest | B |
| O happy buds to kiss his burning breast | B |
| And die beneath the lustre of his eyes | A |
| Now let the timbrels echo to the skies | A |
| Now damsels sprinkel cassia on his vest | B |
| With od'rous wreaths of constant myrtle drest | B |
| And flow'rs deep tinted with the rainbow's dyes | A |
| From cups of porphyry let nectar flow | C |
| Rich as the perfume of Phoenicia's vine | D |
| Now let his dimpling cheek with rapture glow | C |
| While round his heart love's mystic fetters twine | D |
| And let the Grecian Lyre its aid bestow | C |
| In songs of triumph to proclaim him mine | D |
Mary Darby Robinson
(1)
Poem topics: , Print This Poem , Rhyme Scheme
Submit Spanish Translation
Submit German Translation
Submit French Translation
Write your comment about Sonnet Xv: Now, Round My Favour'd Grot poem by Mary Darby Robinson
Best Poems of Mary Darby Robinson