Mare Rubrum Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABABCDCD EFEFGHGH IJIJKFKF LMLMFNFN OPOPQRQR CHCHSTST FUFUVWVW| FLASH out a stream of blood red wine | A |
| For I would drink to other days | B |
| And brighter shall their memory shine | A |
| Seen flaming through its crimson blaze | B |
| The roses die the summers fade | C |
| But every ghost of boyhood's dream | D |
| By nature's magic power is laid | C |
| To sleep beneath this blood red stream | D |
| - | |
| It filled the purple grapes that lay | E |
| And drank the splendors of the sun | F |
| Where the long summer's cloudless day | E |
| Is mirrored in the broad Garonne | F |
| It pictures still the bacchant shapes | G |
| That saw their hoarded sunlight shed | H |
| The maidens dancing on the grapes | G |
| Their milk white ankles splashed with red | H |
| - | |
| Beneath these waves of crimson lie | I |
| In rosy fetters prisoned fast | J |
| Those flitting shapes that never die | I |
| The swift winged visions of the past | J |
| Kiss but the crystal's mystic rim | K |
| Each shadow rends its flowery chain | F |
| Springs in a bubble from its brim | K |
| And walks the chambers of the brain | F |
| - | |
| Poor beauty Time and fortune's wrong | L |
| No shape nor feature may withstand | M |
| Thy wrecks are scattered all along | L |
| Like emptied sea shells on the sand | M |
| Yet sprinkled with this blushing rain | F |
| The dust restores each blooming girl | N |
| As if the sea shells moved again | F |
| Their glistening lips of pink and pearl | N |
| - | |
| Here lies the home of school boy life | O |
| With creaking stair and wind swept hall | P |
| And scarred by many a truant knife | O |
| Our old initials on the wall | P |
| Here rest their keen vibrations mute | Q |
| The shout of voices known so well | R |
| The ringing laugh the wailing flute | Q |
| The chiding of the sharp tongued bell | R |
| - | |
| Here clad in burning robes are laid | C |
| Life's blossomed joys untimely shed | H |
| And here those cherished forms have strayed | C |
| We miss awhile and call them dead | H |
| What wizard fills the wondrous glass | S |
| What soil the enchanted clusters grew | T |
| That buried passions wake and pass | S |
| In beaded drops of fiery dew | T |
| - | |
| Nay take the cup of blood red wine | F |
| Our hearts can boast a warmer glow | U |
| Filled from a vintage more divine | F |
| Calmed but not chilled by winter's snow | U |
| To night the palest wave we sip | V |
| Rich as the priceless draught shall be | W |
| That wet the bride of Cana's lip | V |
| The wedding wine of Galilee | W |
Oliver Wendell Holmes
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