Drink Of This Cup Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABCBADADABCB EFEFGEGEABCB CHIHJCJCABCB| Drink of this cup you'll find there's a spell in | A |
| Its every drop 'gainst the ills of mortality | B |
| Talk of the cordial that sparkled for Helen | C |
| Her cup was a fiction but this is reality | B |
| Would you forget the dark world we are in | A |
| Just taste of the bubble that gleams on the top of it | D |
| But would you rise above earth till akin | A |
| To immortals themselves you must drain every drop of it | D |
| Send round the cup for oh there's a spell in | A |
| Its every drop 'gainst the ills of mortality | B |
| Talk of the cordial that sparkled for Helen | C |
| Her cup was a fiction but this is reality | B |
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| Never was philter form'd with such power | E |
| To charm and bewilder as this we are quaffing | F |
| Its magic began when in Autumn's rich hour | E |
| A harvest of gold in the fields it stood laughing | F |
| There having by Nature's enchantment been fill'd | G |
| With the balm and the bloom of her kindliest weather | E |
| This wonderful juice from its core was distill'd | G |
| To enliven such hearts as are here brought together | E |
| Then drink of the cup you'll find there's a spell in | A |
| Its every drop 'gainst the ills of mortality | B |
| Talk of the cordial that sparkled for Helen | C |
| Her cup was a fiction but this is reality | B |
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| And though perhaps but breathe it to no one | C |
| Like liquor the witch brews at midnight so awful | H |
| This philter in secret was first taught to flow on | I |
| Yet 'tisn't less potent for being unlawful | H |
| And even though it taste of the smoke of that flame | J |
| Which in silence extracted its virtue forbidden | C |
| Fill up there's a fire in some hearts I could name | J |
| Which may work too its charm though as lawless and hidden | C |
| So drink of the cup for oh there's a spell in | A |
| Its very drop 'gainst the ills of mortality | B |
| Talk of the cordial that sparkled for Helen | C |
| Her cup was a fiction but this is reality | B |
Thomas Moore
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