Odes Of Anacreon - Ode Lxviii Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: AABBCCDDEE

Now Neptune's month our sky deformsA
The angry night cloud teems with stormsA
And savage winds infuriate drivenB
Fly howling in the face of heavenB
Now now my friends the gathering gloomC
With roseate rays of wine illumeC
And while our wreaths of parsley spreadD
Their fadeless foliage round our headD
Let's hymn the almighty power of wineE
And shed libations on his shrineE

Thomas Moore



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