The Legend Of Immortal Truth Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABAACDDEFFC GGHHIIHJJKLLKMM NNOOPPQQRRAAQQQS TTLLUUVWWVXXYYXXXXXX XXXXXZZXXA2A2 B2XB2XXXNXXXC2C2| A bear having spread him a notable feast | A |
| Invited a famishing fox to the place | B |
| 'I've killed me ' quoth he 'an edible beast | A |
| As ever distended the girdle of priest | A |
| With 'spread of religion ' or 'inward grace ' | C |
| To my den I conveyed her | D |
| I bled her and flayed her | D |
| I hung up her skin to dry | E |
| Then laid her naked to keep her cool | F |
| On a slab of ice from the frozen pool | F |
| And there we will eat her you and I ' | C |
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| The fox accepts and away they walk | G |
| Beguiling the time with courteous talk | G |
| You'd ne'er have suspected to see them smile | H |
| The bear was thinking the blessed while | H |
| How when his guest should be off his guard | I |
| With feasting hard | I |
| He'd give him a 'wipe' that would spoil his style | H |
| You'd never have thought to see them bow | J |
| The fox was reflecting deeply how | J |
| He would best proceed to circumvent | K |
| His host and prig | L |
| The entire pig | L |
| Or other bird to the same intent | K |
| When Strength and Cunning in love combine | M |
| Be sure 't is to more than merely dine | M |
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| The while these biters ply the lip | N |
| A mile ahead the muse shall skip | N |
| The poet's purpose she best may serve | O |
| Inside the den if she have the nerve | O |
| Behold laid out in dark recess | P |
| A ghastly goat in stark undress | P |
| Pallid and still on her gelid bed | Q |
| And indisputably very dead | Q |
| Her skin depends from a couple of pins | R |
| And here the most singular statement begins | R |
| For all at once the butchered beast | A |
| With easy grace for one deceased | A |
| Upreared her head | Q |
| Looked round and said | Q |
| Very distinctly for one so dead | Q |
| 'The nights are sharp and the sheets are thin | S |
| I find it uncommonly cold herein ' | - |
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| I answer not how this was wrought | T |
| All miracles surpass my thought | T |
| They're vexing say you and dementing | L |
| Peace peace they're none of my inventing | L |
| But lest too much of mystery | U |
| Embarrass this true history | U |
| I'll not relate how that this goat | V |
| Stood up and stamped her feet to inform'em | W |
| With what's the word I mean to warm'em | W |
| Nor how she plucked her rough capote | V |
| From off the pegs where Bruin threw it | X |
| And o'er her quaking body drew it | X |
| Nor how each act could so befall | Y |
| I'll only swear she did them all | Y |
| Then lingered pensive in the grot | X |
| As if she something had forgot | X |
| Till a humble voice and a voice of pride | X |
| Were heard in murmurs of love outside | X |
| Then like a rocket set aflight | X |
| She sprang and streaked it for the light | X |
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| Ten million million years and a day | X |
| Have rolled since these events away | X |
| But still the peasant at fall of night | X |
| Belated therenear is oft affright | X |
| By sounds of a phantom bear in flight | X |
| A breaking of branches under the hill | Z |
| The noise of a going when all is still | Z |
| And hens asleep on the perch they say | X |
| Cackle sometimes in a startled way | X |
| As if they were dreaming a dream that mocks | A2 |
| The lope and whiz of a fleeting fox | A2 |
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| Half we're taught and teach to youth | B2 |
| And praise by rote | X |
| Is not but merely stands for truth | B2 |
| So of my goat | X |
| She's merely designed to represent | X |
| The truth 'immortal' to this extent | X |
| Dead she may be and skinned frappe | N |
| Hid in a dreadful den away | X |
| Prey to the Churches any will do | X |
| Except the Church of me and you | X |
| The simplest miracle even then | C2 |
| Will get her up and about again | C2 |
Ambrose Bierce
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