A Song Of Other Days Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABABCDCDEFEF AGAGCHCHI JKJKLMCMI NONOPQPQI RSRSTUTUI VWVWXKXKEFEFAs o'er the glacier's frozen sheet | A |
Breathes soft the Alpine rose | B |
So through life's desert springing sweet | A |
The flower of friendship grows | B |
And as where'er the roses grow | C |
Some rain or dew descends | D |
'T is nature's law that wine should flow | C |
To wet the lips of friends | D |
Then once again before we part | E |
My empty glass shall ring | F |
And he that has the warmest heart | E |
Shall loudest laugh and sing | F |
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They say we were not born to eat | A |
But gray haired sages think | G |
It means Be moderate in your meat | A |
And partly live to drink | G |
For baser tribes the rivers flow | C |
That know not wine or song | H |
Man wants but little drink below | C |
But wants that little strong | H |
Then once again etc | I |
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If one bright drop is like the gem | J |
That decks a monarch's crown | K |
One goblet holds a diadem | J |
Of rubies melted down | K |
A fig for Caesar's blazing brow | L |
But like the Egyptian queen | M |
Bid each dissolving jewel glow | C |
My thirsty lips between | M |
Then once again etc | I |
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The Grecian's mound the Roman's urn | N |
Are silent when we call | O |
Yet still the purple grapes return | N |
To cluster on the wall | O |
It was a bright Immortal's head | P |
They circled with the vine | Q |
And o'er their best and bravest dead | P |
They poured the dark red wine | Q |
Then once again etc | I |
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Methinks o'er every sparkling glass | R |
Young Eros waves his wings | S |
And echoes o'er its dimples pass | R |
From dead Anacreon's strings | S |
And tossing round its beaded brim | T |
Their locks of floating gold | U |
With bacchant dance and choral hymn | T |
Return the nymphs of old | U |
Then once again etc | I |
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A welcome then to joy and mirth | V |
From hearts as fresh as ours | W |
To scatter o'er the dust of earth | V |
Their sweetly mingled flowers | W |
'T is Wisdom's self the cup that fills | X |
In spite of Folly's frown | K |
And Nature from her vine clad hills | X |
That rains her life blood down | K |
Then once again before we part | E |
My empty glass shall ring | F |
And he that has the warmest heart | E |
Shall loudest laugh and sing | F |
Oliver Wendell Holmes
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