Odes Of Anacreon - Ode Xxxii Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: A BBCCDDEEFF GGHHIIJJKKLLMNMMNMOPA | |
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Strew me a fragrant bed of leaves | B |
Where lotus with the myrtle weaves | B |
And while in luxury's dream I sink | C |
Let me the balm of Bacchus drink | C |
In this sweet hour of revelry | D |
Young Love shall my attendant be | D |
Drest for the task with tunic round | E |
His snowy neck and shoulders bound | E |
Himself shall hover by my side | F |
And minister the racy tide | F |
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Oh swift as wheels that kindling roll | G |
Our life is hurrying to the goal | G |
A scanty dust to feed the wind | H |
Is all the trace 'twill leave behind | H |
Then wherefore waste the rose's bloom | I |
Upon the cold insensate tomb | I |
Can flowery breeze or odor's breath | J |
Affect the still cold sense of death | J |
Oh no I ask no balm to steep | K |
With fragrant tears my bed of sleep | K |
But now while every pulse is glowing | L |
Now let me breathe the balsam flowing | L |
Now let the rose with blush of fire | M |
Upon my brow in sweets expire | N |
And bring the nymph whose eye hath power | M |
To brighten even death's cold hour | M |
Yes Cupid ere my shade retire | N |
To join the blest elysian choir | M |
With wine and love and social cheer | O |
I'll make my own elysium here | P |
Thomas Moore
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