L'après-midi D'un Faune Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: A BBAACCDDEEFFGGHHIIJJ KLFFFMMNNOOFFHPBBQQQ QQQJJLLQQRRS SFFTTUUFFVWXAAWWFFYY ZZFFA2A2B2B2QQA2A2A2 A2ZZQQFFC2C2 A2A2A2A2WWA2A2A2A2A2 QA2 GGC2C2D2 D2From the French of St phane Mallarm | A |
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I would immortalize these nymphs so bright | B |
Their sunlit colouring so airy light | B |
It floats like drowsing down Loved I a dream | A |
My doubts born of oblivious darkness seem | A |
A subtle tracery of branches grown | C |
The tree's true self proving that I have known | C |
No triumph but the shadow of a rose | D |
But think These nymphs their loveliness suppose | D |
They bodied forth your senses' fabulous thirst | E |
Illusion which the blue eyes of the first | E |
As cold and chaste as is the weeping spring | F |
Beget the other sighing passioning | F |
Is she the wind warm in your fleece at noon | G |
No through this quiet when a weary swoon | G |
Crushes and chokes the latest faint essay | H |
Of morning cool against the encroaching day | H |
There is no murmuring water save the gush | I |
Of my clear fluted notes and in the hush | I |
Blows never a wind save that which through my reed | J |
Puffs out before the rain of notes can speed | J |
Upon the air with that calm breath of art | K |
That mounts the unwrinkled zenith visibly | L |
Where inspiration seeks its native sky | F |
You fringes of a calm Sicilian lake | F |
The sun's own mirror which I love to take | F |
Silent beneath your starry flowers tell | M |
How here I cut the hollow rushes well | M |
Tamed by my skill when on the glaucous gold | N |
Of distant lawns about their fountain cold | N |
A living whiteness stirs like a lazy wave | O |
And at the first slow notes my panpipes gave | O |
These flocking swans these naiads rather fly | F |
Or dive Noon burns inert and tawny dry | F |
Nor marks how clean that Hymen slipped away | H |
From me who seek in song the real A | P |
Wake then to the first ardour and the sight | B |
O lonely faun of the old fierce white light | B |
With lilies one of you for innocence | Q |
Other than their lips' delicate pretence | Q |
The light caress that quiets treacherous lovers | Q |
My breast I know not how to tell discovers | Q |
The bitten print of some immortal's kiss | Q |
But hush a mystery so great as this | Q |
I dare not tell save to my double reed | J |
Which sharer of my every joy and need | J |
Dreams down its cadenced monologues that we | L |
Falsely confuse the beauties that we see | L |
With the bright palpable shapes our song creates | Q |
My flute as loud as passion modulates | Q |
Purges the common dream of flank and breast | R |
Seen through closed eyes and inwardly caressed | R |
Of every empty and monotonous line | S |
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Bloom then O Syrinx in thy flight malign | S |
A reed once more beside our trysting lake | F |
Proud of my music let me often make | F |
A song of goddesses and see their rape | T |
Profanely done on many a painted shape | T |
So when the grape's transparent juice I drain | U |
I quell regret for pleasures past and feign | U |
A new real grape For holding towards the sky | F |
The empty skin I blow it tight and lie | F |
Dream drunk till evening eyeing it | V |
Tell o'er | W |
Remembered joys and plump the grape once more | X |
Between the reeds I saw their bodies gleam | A |
Who cool no mortal fever in the stream | A |
Crying to the woods the rage of their desire | W |
And their bright hair went down in jewelled fire | W |
Where crystal broke and dazzled shudderingly | F |
I check my swift pursuit for see where lie | F |
Bruised being twins in love by languor sweet | Y |
Two sleeping girls clasped at my very feet | Y |
I seize and run with them nor part the pair | Z |
Breaking this covert of frail petals where | Z |
Roses drink scent of the sun and our light play | F |
'Mid tumbled flowers shall match the death of day | F |
I love that virginal fury ah the wild | A2 |
Thrill when a maiden body shrinks defiled | A2 |
Shuddering like arctic light from lips that sear | B2 |
Its nakedness the flesh in secret fear | B2 |
Contagiously through my linked pair it flies | Q |
Where innocence in either struggling dies | Q |
Wet with fond tears or some less piteous dew | A2 |
Gay in the conquest of these fears I grew | A2 |
So rash that I must needs the sheaf divide | A2 |
Of ruffled kisses heaven itself had tied | A2 |
For as I leaned to stifle in the hair | Z |
Of one my passionate laughter taking care | Z |
With a stretched finger that her innocence | Q |
Might stain with her companion's kindling sense | Q |
To touch the younger little one who lay | F |
Child like unblushing my ungrateful prey | F |
Slips from me freed by passion's sudden death | C2 |
Nor heeds the frenzy of my sobbing breath | C2 |
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Let it pass others of their hair shall twist | A2 |
A rope to drag me to those joys I missed | A2 |
See how the ripe pomegranates bursting red | A2 |
To quench the thirst of the mumbling bees have bled | A2 |
So too our blood kindled by some chance fire | W |
Flows for the swarming legions of desire | W |
At evening when the woodland green turns gold | A2 |
And ashen grey 'mid the quenched leaves behold | A2 |
Red Etna glows by Venus visited | A2 |
Walking the lava with her snowy tread | A2 |
Whene'er the flames in thunderous slumber die | A2 |
I hold the goddess | Q |
Ah sure penalty | A2 |
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But the unthinking soul and body swoon | G |
At last beneath the heavy hush of noon | G |
Forgetful let me lie where summer's drouth | C2 |
Sifts fine the sand and then with gaping mouth | C2 |
Dream planet struck by the grape's round wine red star | D2 |
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Nymphs I shall see the shade that now you are | D2 |
Aldous Huxley
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