Odes Of Anacreon - Ode Ix Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: AABBCCDDEEFFBB GGHHIIJJKKBB

I pray thee by the gods aboveA
Give me the mighty bowl I loveA
And let me sing in wild delightB
I will I will be mad to nightB
Alcmaeon once as legends tellC
Was frenzied by the fiends of hellC
Orestes too with naked treadD
Frantic paced the mountain headD
And why a murdered mother's shadeE
Haunted them still where'er they strayedE
But ne'er could I a murderer beF
The grape alone shall bleed for meF
Yet can I shout with wild delightB
I will I will be mad to nightB
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Alcides' self in days of yoreG
Imbrued his hands in youthful goreG
And brandished with a maniac joyH
The quiver of the expiring boyH
And Ajax with tremendous shieldI
Infuriate scoured the guiltless fieldI
But I whose hands no weapon askJ
No armor but this joyous flaskJ
The trophy of whose frantic hoursK
Is but a scattered wreath of flowersK
Ev'n I can sing with wild delightB
I will I will be mad to nightB

Thomas Moore



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