Odes Of Anacreon - Ode Xxxviii Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: AABBCCDEFFGGHH IIJJKKLLMNOO LLPPQQIIAABB| Let us drain the nectared bowl | A |
| Let us raise the song of soul | A |
| To him the god who loves so well | B |
| The nectared bowl the choral swell | B |
| The god who taught the sons of earth | C |
| To thread the tangled dance of mirth | C |
| Him who was nurst with infant Love | D |
| And cradled in the Paphian grove | E |
| Him that the Snowy Queen of Charms | F |
| So oft has fondled in her arms | F |
| Oh 'tis from him the transport flows | G |
| Which sweet intoxication knows | G |
| With him the brow forgets its gloom | H |
| And brilliant graces learn to bloom | H |
| - | |
| Behold my boys a goblet bear | I |
| Whose sparkling foam lights up the air | I |
| Where are now the tear the sigh | J |
| To the winds they fly they fly | J |
| Grasp the bowl in nectar sinking | K |
| Man of sorrow drown thy thinking | K |
| Say can the tears we lend to thought | L |
| In life's account avail us aught | L |
| Can we discern with all our lore | M |
| The path we've yet to journey o'er | N |
| Alas alas in ways so dark | O |
| 'Tis only wine can strike a spark | O |
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| Then let me quaff the foamy tide | L |
| And through the dance meandering glide | L |
| Let me imbibe the spicy breath | P |
| Of odors chafed to fragrant death | P |
| Or from the lips of love inhale | Q |
| A more ambrosial richer gale | Q |
| To hearts that court the phantom Care | I |
| Let him retire and shroud him there | I |
| While we exhaust the nectared bowl | A |
| And swell the choral song of soul | A |
| To him the god who loves so well | B |
| The nectared bowl the choral swell | B |
Thomas Moore
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