Eclogue Iv Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: A BCDEFGHIJKLMNOPIQRES TUVQWXYZREA2B2C2D2E2 F2AG2F2H2F2TEI2J2K2L 2M2N2O2P2RA2SQ2R2F2 F2EA2A2S2T2U2JF2J2V2 EL2W2A2X2Y2F2OZ2A3| POLLIO | A |
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| Muses of Sicily essay we now | B |
| A somewhat loftier task Not all men love | C |
| Coppice or lowly tamarisk sing we woods | D |
| Woods worthy of a Consul let them be | E |
| Now the last age by Cumae's Sibyl sung | F |
| Has come and gone and the majestic roll | G |
| Of circling centuries begins anew | H |
| Justice returns returns old Saturn's reign | I |
| With a new breed of men sent down from heaven | J |
| Only do thou at the boy's birth in whom | K |
| The iron shall cease the golden race arise | L |
| Befriend him chaste Lucina 'tis thine own | M |
| Apollo reigns And in thy consulate | N |
| This glorious age O Pollio shall begin | O |
| And the months enter on their mighty march | P |
| Under thy guidance whatso tracks remain | I |
| Of our old wickedness once done away | Q |
| Shall free the earth from never ceasing fear | R |
| He shall receive the life of gods and see | E |
| Heroes with gods commingling and himself | S |
| Be seen of them and with his father's worth | T |
| Reign o'er a world at peace For thee O boy | U |
| First shall the earth untilled pour freely forth | V |
| Her childish gifts the gadding ivy spray | Q |
| With foxglove and Egyptian bean flower mixed | W |
| And laughing eyed acanthus Of themselves | X |
| Untended will the she goats then bring home | Y |
| Their udders swollen with milk while flocks afield | Z |
| Shall of the monstrous lion have no fear | R |
| Thy very cradle shall pour forth for thee | E |
| Caressing flowers The serpent too shall die | A2 |
| Die shall the treacherous poison plant and far | B2 |
| And wide Assyrian spices spring But soon | C2 |
| As thou hast skill to read of heroes' fame | D2 |
| And of thy father's deeds and inly learn | E2 |
| What virtue is the plain by slow degrees | F2 |
| With waving corn crops shall to golden grow | A |
| From the wild briar shall hang the blushing grape | G2 |
| And stubborn oaks sweat honey dew Nathless | F2 |
| Yet shall there lurk within of ancient wrong | H2 |
| Some traces bidding tempt the deep with ships | F2 |
| Gird towns with walls with furrows cleave the earth | T |
| Therewith a second Tiphys shall there be | E |
| Her hero freight a second Argo bear | I2 |
| New wars too shall arise and once again | J2 |
| Some great Achilles to some Troy be sent | K2 |
| Then when the mellowing years have made thee man | L2 |
| No more shall mariner sail nor pine tree bark | M2 |
| Ply traffic on the sea but every land | N2 |
| Shall all things bear alike the glebe no more | O2 |
| Shall feel the harrow's grip nor vine the hook | P2 |
| The sturdy ploughman shall loose yoke from steer | R |
| Nor wool with varying colours learn to lie | A2 |
| But in the meadows shall the ram himself | S |
| Now with soft flush of purple now with tint | Q2 |
| Of yellow saffron teach his fleece to shine | R2 |
| While clothed in natural scarlet graze the lambs | F2 |
| 'Such still such ages weave ye as ye run ' | - |
| Sang to their spindles the consenting Fates | F2 |
| By Destiny's unalterable decree | E |
| Assume thy greatness for the time draws nigh | A2 |
| Dear child of gods great progeny of Jove | A2 |
| See how it totters the world's orbed might | S2 |
| Earth and wide ocean and the vault profound | T2 |
| All see enraptured of the coming time | U2 |
| Ah might such length of days to me be given | J |
| And breath suffice me to rehearse thy deeds | F2 |
| Nor Thracian Orpheus should out sing me then | J2 |
| Nor Linus though his mother this and that | V2 |
| His sire should aid Orpheus Calliope | E |
| And Linus fair Apollo Nay though Pan | L2 |
| With Arcady for judge my claim contest | W2 |
| With Arcady for judge great Pan himself | A2 |
| Should own him foiled and from the field retire | X2 |
| Begin to greet thy mother with a smile | Y2 |
| O baby boy ten months of weariness | F2 |
| For thee she bore O baby boy begin | O |
| For him on whom his parents have not smiled | Z2 |
| Gods deem not worthy of their board or bed | A3 |
Virgil
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