Anacreontic. Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABCB DEDE FGFG HCHC IJIJ KLML NONO PQPQ RJRJ| She never looked so kind before | A |
| Yet why the wanton's smile recall | B |
| I've seen this witchery o'er and o'er | C |
| 'Tis hollow vain and heartless all | B |
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| Thus I said and sighing drained | D |
| The cup which she so late had tasted | E |
| Upon whose rim still fresh remained | D |
| The breath so oft in falsehood wasted | E |
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| I took the harp and would have sung | F |
| As if 'twere not of her I sang | G |
| But still the notes on Lamia hung | F |
| On whom but Lamia could they hang | G |
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| Those eyes of hers that floating shine | H |
| Like diamonds in some eastern river | C |
| That kiss for which if worlds were mine | H |
| A world for every kiss I'd give her | C |
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| That frame so delicate yet warmed | I |
| With flushes of love's genial hue | J |
| A mould transparent as if formed | I |
| To let the spirit's light shine through | J |
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| Of these I sung and notes and words | K |
| Were sweet as if the very air | L |
| From Lamia's lip hung o'er the chords | M |
| And Lamia's voice still warbled there | L |
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| But when alas I turned the theme | N |
| And when of vows and oaths I spoke | O |
| Of truth and hope's seducing dream | N |
| The chord beneath my finger broke | O |
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| False harp false woman such oh such | P |
| Are lutes too frail and hearts too willing | Q |
| Any hand whate'er its touch | P |
| Can set their chords or pulses thrilling | Q |
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| And when that thrill is most awake | R |
| And when you think Heaven's joys await you | J |
| The nymph will change the chord will break | R |
| Oh Love oh Music how I hate you | J |
Thomas Moore
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