Odes Of Anacreon - Ode Lxxviii Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: AABBCC CCDDDD EFEF GHGH IJIJ KKLL MMDDNNOO| When Cupid sees how thickly now | A |
| The snows of Time fall o'er my brow | A |
| Upon his wing of golden light | B |
| He passes with an eaglet's flight | B |
| And flitting onward seems to say | C |
| Fare thee well thou'st had thy day | C |
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| Cupid whose lamp has lent the ray | C |
| That lights our life's meandering way | C |
| That God within this bosom stealing | D |
| Hath wakened a strange mingled feeling | D |
| Which pleases though so sadly teasing | D |
| And teases though so sweetly pleasing | D |
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| Let me resign this wretched breath | E |
| Since now remains to me | F |
| No other balm than kindly death | E |
| To soothe my misery | F |
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| I know thou lovest a brimming measure | G |
| And art a kindly cordial host | H |
| But let me fill and drink at pleasure | G |
| Thus I enjoy the goblet most | H |
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| I fear that love disturbs my rest | I |
| Yet feel not love's impassioned care | J |
| I think there's madness in my breast | I |
| Yet cannot find that madness there | J |
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| From dread Leucadia's frowning steep | K |
| I'll plunge into the whitening deep | K |
| And there lie cold to death resigned | L |
| Since Love intoxicates my mind | L |
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| Mix me child a cup divine | M |
| Crystal water ruby wine | M |
| Weave the frontlet richly flushing | D |
| O'er my wintry temples blushing | D |
| Mix the brimmer Love and I | N |
| Shall no more the contest try | N |
| Here upon this holy bowl | O |
| I surrender all my soul | O |
Thomas Moore
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