Odes Of Anacreon - Ode Vii Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: AABBCCDDEEFFGH| The women tell me every day | A |
| That all my bloom has pas past away | A |
| Behold the pretty wantons cry | B |
| Behold this mirror with a sigh | B |
| The locks upon thy brow are few | C |
| And like the rest they're withering too | C |
| Whether decline has thinned my hair | D |
| I'm sure I neither know nor care | D |
| But this I know and this I feel | E |
| As onward to the tomb I steal | E |
| That still as death approaches nearer | F |
| The joys of life are sweeter dearer | F |
| And had I but an hour to live | G |
| That little hour to bliss I'd give | H |
Thomas Moore
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