Odes Of Anacreon - Ode Xxii Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: AABBCCDDEEFFGGHHIIJJ DDKK| The Phrygian rock that braves the storm | A |
| Was once a weeping matron's form | A |
| And Progne hapless frantic maid | B |
| Is now a swallow in the shade | B |
| Oh that a mirror's form were mine | C |
| That I might catch that smile divine | C |
| And like my own fond fancy be | D |
| Reflecting thee and only thee | D |
| Or could I be the robe which holds | E |
| That graceful form within its folds | E |
| Or turned into a fountain lave | F |
| Thy beauties in my circling wave | F |
| Would I were perfume for thy hair | G |
| To breathe my soul in fragrance there | G |
| Or better still the zone that lies | H |
| Close to thy breast and feels its sighs | H |
| Or even those envious pearls that show | I |
| So faintly round that neck of snow | I |
| Yes I would be a happy gem | J |
| Like them to hang to fade like them | J |
| What more would thy Anacreon be | D |
| Oh any thing that touches thee | D |
| Nay sandals for those airy feet | K |
| Even to be trod by them were sweet | K |
Thomas Moore
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