Odes Of Anacreon - Ode Xxxiv Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: A BBCCDDEEFFGGHHIIJGKK DF LLMMNNIIDDA | |
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Oh thou of all creation blest | B |
Sweet insect that delight'st to rest | B |
Upon the wild wood's leafy tops | C |
To drink the dew that morning drops | C |
And chirp thy song with such a glee | D |
That happiest kings may envy thee | D |
Whatever decks the velvet field | E |
Whate'er the circling seasons yield | E |
Whatever buds whatever blows | F |
For thee it buds for thee it grows | F |
Nor yet art thou the peasant's fear | G |
To him thy friendly notes are dear | G |
For thou art mild as matin dew | H |
And still when summer's flowery hue | H |
Begins to paint the bloomy plain | I |
We hear thy sweet prophetic strain | I |
Thy sweet prophetic strain we hear | J |
And bless the notes and thee revere | G |
The Muses love thy shrilly tone | K |
Apollo calls thee all his own | K |
'Twas he who gave that voice to thee | D |
'Tis he who tunes thy minstrelsy | F |
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Unworn by age's dim decline | L |
The fadeless blooms of youth are thine | L |
Melodious insect child of earth | M |
In wisdom mirthful wise in mirth | M |
Exempt from every weak decay | N |
That withers vulgar frames away | N |
With not a drop of blood to stain | I |
The current of thy purer vein | I |
So blest an age is past by thee | D |
Thou seem'st a little deity | D |
Thomas Moore
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