From The High Priest Of Apollo To A Virgin Of Delphi.[1] Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: AB CCDDEEFF CCGGHHAA IIAAJKAAIILLMMNNOOPP QQ RRSSTTGGHHUUMMVWLLXY ZZAAA A2A2B2B2C2C2

Cum digno dignaA
SULPICIAB
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Who is the maid with golden hairC
With eye of fire and foot of airC
Whose harp around my altar swellsD
The sweetest of a thousand shellsD
'Twas thus the deity who treadsE
The arch of heaven and proudly shedsE
Day from his eyelids thus he spokeF
As through my cell his glories brokeF
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Aphelia is the Delphic fairC
With eyes of fire and golden hairC
Aphelia's are the airy feetG
And hers the harp divinely sweetG
For foot so light has never trodH
The laurelled caverns of the godH
Nor harp so soft hath ever givenA
A sigh to earth or hymn to heavenA
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Then tell the virgin to unfoldI
In looser pomp her locks of goldI
And bid those eyes more fondly shineA
To welcome down a Spouse DivineA
Since He who lights the path of yearsJ
Even from the fount of morning's tearsK
To where his setting splendors burnA
Upon the western sea maid's urnA
Doth not in all his course beholdI
Such eyes of fire such hair of goldI
Tell her he comes in blissful prideL
His lip yet sparkling with the tideL
That mantles in Olympian bowlsM
The nectar of eternal soulsM
For her for her he quits the skiesN
And to her kiss from nectar fliesN
Oh he would quit his star throned heightO
And leave the world to pine for lightO
Might he but pass the hours of shadeP
Beside his peerless Delphic maidP
She more than earthly woman blestQ
He more than god on woman's breastQ
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There is a cave beneath the steepR
Where living rills of crystal weepR
O'er herbage of the loveliest hueS
That ever spring begemmed with dewS
There oft the greensward's glossy tintT
Is brightened by the recent printT
Of many a faun and naiad's feetG
Scarce touching earth their step so fleetG
That there by moonlight's ray had trodH
In light dance o'er the verdant sodH
There there the god impassioned saidU
Soon as the twilight tinge is fledU
And the dim orb of lunar soulsM
Along its shadowy pathway rollsM
There shall we meet and not even HeV
The God who reigns immortallyW
Where Babel's turrets paint their prideL
Upon the Euphrates' shining tideL
Not even when to his midnight lovesX
In mystic majesty he movesY
Lighted by many an odorous fireZ
And hymned by all Chaldaea's choirZ
E'er yet o'er mortal brow let shineA
Such effluence of Love DivineA
As shall to night blest maid o'er thineA
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Happy the maid whom heaven allowsA2
To break for heaven her virgin vowsA2
Happy the maid her robe of shameB2
Is whitened by a heavenly flameB2
Whose glory with a lingering traceC2
Shines through and deifies her raceC2

Thomas Moore



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