Imitation Of Catullus. To Himself Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: A BBCCDDEEFG HCII DDJJKK LLMMNJ OOCCJJ JP QRQR LBLB PJPJ| Miser Catulle desinas ineptire etc | A |
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| Cease the sighing fool to play | B |
| Cease to trifle life away | B |
| Nor vainly think those joys thine own | C |
| Which all alas have falsely flown | C |
| What hours Catullus once were thine | D |
| How fairly seemed thy day to shine | D |
| When lightly thou didst fly to meet | E |
| The girl whose smile was then so sweet | E |
| The girl thou lovedst with fonder pain | F |
| Than e'er thy heart can feel again | G |
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| Ye met your souls seemed all in one | H |
| Like tapers that commingling shone | C |
| Thy heart was warm enough for both | I |
| And hers in truth was nothing loath | I |
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| Such were the hours that once were thine | D |
| But ah those hours no longer shine | D |
| For now the nymph delights no more | J |
| In what she loved so much before | J |
| And all Catullus now can do | K |
| Is to be proud and frigid too | K |
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| Nor follow where the wanton flies | L |
| Nor sue the bliss that she denies | L |
| False maid he bids farewell to thee | M |
| To love and all love's misery | M |
| The heyday of his heart is o'er | N |
| Nor will he court one favor more | J |
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| Fly perjured girl but whither fly | O |
| Who now will praise thy cheek and eye | O |
| Who now will drink the syren tone | C |
| Which tells him thou art all his own | C |
| Oh none and he who loved before | J |
| Can never never love thee more | J |
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| Neither do I condemn thee go and sin no more | J |
| ST JOHN chap viii | P |
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| Oh woman if through sinful wile | Q |
| Thy soul hath strayed from honor's track | R |
| 'Tis mercy only can beguile | Q |
| By gentle ways the wanderer back | R |
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| The stain that on thy virtue lies | L |
| Washed by those tears not long will stay | B |
| As clouds that sully morning skies | L |
| May all be wept in showers away | B |
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| Go go be innocent and live | P |
| The tongues of men may wound thee sore | J |
| But Heaven in pity can forgive | P |
| And bids thee go and sin no more | J |
Thomas Moore
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