Odes Of Anacreon - Ode Xxviii Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: AABBCCDDAAEEFFGGHH IICCJKLL| As by his Lemnian forge's flame | A |
| The husband of the Paphian dame | A |
| Moulded the glowing steel to form | B |
| Arrows for Cupid thrilling warm | B |
| And Venus as he plied his art | C |
| Shed honey round each new made dart | C |
| While Love at hand to finish all | D |
| Tipped every arrow's point with gall | D |
| It chanced the Lord of Battles came | A |
| To visit that deep cave of flame | A |
| 'Twas from the ranks of war he rushed | E |
| His spear with many a life drop blushed | E |
| He saw the fiery darts and smiled | F |
| Contemptuous at the archer child | F |
| What said the urchin dost thou smile | G |
| Here hold this little dart awhile | G |
| And thou wilt find though swift of flight | H |
| My bolts are not so feathery light | H |
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| Mars took the shaft and oh thy look | I |
| Sweet Venus when the shaft he took | I |
| Sighing he felt the urchin's art | C |
| And cried in agony of heart | C |
| It is not light I sink with pain | J |
| Take take thy arrow back again | K |
| No said the child it must not be | L |
| That little dart was made for thee | L |
Thomas Moore
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