The Palace Of Pan Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: A BCBBDEFEEFGHGGHIJIIJ KLKMLNONNIEPEEPFNFFN FQFFQARAASTUTTUTNTTN VWVVW

Inscribed to my MotherA
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September all glorious with gold as a kingB
In the radiance of triumph attiredC
Outlightening the summer outsweetening the springB
Broods wide on the woodlands with limitless wingB
A presence of all men desiredD
Far eastward and westward the sun coloured landsE
Smile warm as the light on them smilesF
And statelier than temples upbuilded with handsE
Tall column by column the sanctuary standsE
Of the pine forest's infinite aislesF
Mute worship too fervent for praise or for prayerG
Possesses the spirit with peaceH
Fulfilled with the breath of the luminous airG
The fragrance the silence the shadows as fairG
As the rays that recede or increaseH
Ridged pillars that redden aloft and aloofI
With never a branch for a nestJ
Sustain the sublime indivisible roofI
To the storm and the sun in his majesty proofI
And awful as waters at restJ
Man's hand hath not measured the height of them thoughtK
May measure not awe may not knowL
In its shadow the woofs of the woodland are wroughtK
As a bird is the sun in the toils of them caughtM
And the flakes of it scattered as snowL
As the shreds of a plumage of gold on the groundN
The sun flakes by multitudes lieO
Shed loose as the petals of roses discrownedN
On the floors of the forest engilt and embrownedN
And reddened afar and anighI
Dim centuries with darkling inscrutable handsE
Have reared and secluded the shrineP
For gods that we know not and kindled as brandsE
On the altar the years that are dust and their sandsE
Time's glass has forgotten for signP
A temple whose transepts are measured by milesF
Whose chancel has morning for priestN
Whose floor work the foot of no spoiler defilesF
Whose musical silence no music beguilesF
No festivals limit its feastN
The noon's ministration the night's and the dawn'sF
Conceals not reveals not for manQ
On the slopes of the herbless and blossomless lawnsF
Some track of a nymph's or some trail of a faun'sF
To the place of the slumber of PanQ
Thought kindled and quickened by worship and wonderA
To rapture too sacred for fearR
On the ways that unite or divide them in sunderA
Alone may discern if about them or underA
Be token or trace of him hereS
With passionate awe that is deeper than panicT
The spirit subdued and unshakenU
Takes heed of the godhead terrene and TitanicT
Whose footfall is felt on the breach of volcanicT
Sharp steeps that their fire has forsakenU
By a spell more serene than the dim necromanticT
Dead charms of the past and the nightN
Or the terror that lurked in the noon to make franticT
Where Etna takes shape from the limbs of giganticT
Dead gods disanointed of mightN
The spirit made one with the spirit whose breathV
Makes noon in the woodland sublimeW
Abides as entranced in a presence that saithV
Things loftier than life and serener than deathV
Triumphant and silent as timeW

Algernon Charles Swinburne



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