To My Friends Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: AABBCCDC EFG CCDC HIC DCDC JJC BBDC KKLLMMDC NNO PPDC OOQRDCDC SSTTCCD UUVVWWDC

Laugh my Friends and without blameA
Lightly quit what lightly cameA
Rich to morrow as to dayB
Spend as madly as you mayB
I with little land to stirC
Am the exacter labourerC
Ere the parting hour go byD
Quick thy tablets MemoryC
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But my Youth reminds me 'ThouE
Hast liv'd light as these live nowF
As these are thou too wert suchG
Much hast had hast squander'd much '-
Fortune's now less frequent heirC
Ah I husband what's grown rareC
Ere the parting hour go byD
Quick thy tablets MemoryC
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Young I said 'A face is goneH
If too hotly mus'd uponI
And our best impressions areC
Those that do themselves repair '-
Many a face I then let byD
Ah is faded utterlyC
Ere the parting hour go byD
Quick thy tablets MemoryC
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Marguerite says 'As last year wentJ
So the coming year'll be spentJ
Some day next year I shall beC
Entering heedless kiss'd by thee '-
Ah I hope yet once awayB
What may chain us who can sayB
Ere the parting hour go byD
Quick thy tablets MemoryC
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Paint that lilac kerchief boundK
Her soft face her hair aroundK
Tied under the archest chinL
Mockery ever ambush'd inL
Let the fluttering fringes streakM
All her pale sweet rounded cheekM
Ere the parting hour go byD
Quick thy tablets MemoryC
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Paint that figure's pliant graceN
As she towards me lean'd her faceN
Half refus'd and half resign'dO
Murmuring 'Art thou still unkind '-
Many a broken promise thenP
Was new made to break againP
Ere the parting hour go byD
Quick thy tablets MemoryC
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Paint those eyes so blue so kindO
Eager tell tales of her mindO
Paint with their impetuous stressQ
Of inquiring tendernessR
Those frank eyes where deep doth lieD
An angelic gravityC
Ere the parting hour go byD
Quick thy tablets MemoryC
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What my Friends these feeble linesS
Show you say my love declinesS
To paint ill as I have doneT
Proves forgetfulness begunT
Time's gay minions pleas'd you seeC
Time your master governs meC
Pleas'd you mock the fruitless cryD
'Quick thy tablets Memory '-
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Ah too true Time's current strongU
Leaves us true to nothing longU
Yet if little stays with manV
Ah retain we all we canV
If the clear impression diesW
Ah the dim remembrance prizeW
Ere the parting hour go byD
Quick thy tablets MemoryC

Matthew Arnold



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