Odes Of Anacreon - Ode Xxvi Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: AABCDDEEFFGG

Thy harp may sing of Troy's alarmsA
Or tell the tale of Theban armsA
With other wars my song shall burnB
For other wounds my harp shall mournC
'Twas not the crested warrior's dartD
That drank the current of my heartD
Nor naval arms nor mailed steedE
Have made this vanquished bosom bleedE
No 'twas from eyes of liquid blueF
A host of quivered Cupids flewF
And now my heart all bleeding liesG
Beneath that army of the eyesG

Thomas Moore



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