To The Pliocene Skull Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABCD CCEF GHIJ KKKL KJKM KKII IIKI IANA BOIK AIBJ BBIB KKIKSpeak O man less recent Fragmentary fossil | A |
Primal pioneer of pliocene formation | B |
Hid in lowest drifts below the earliest stratum | C |
Of volcanic tufa | D |
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Older than the beasts the oldest Palaeotherium | C |
Older than the trees the oldest Cryptogami | C |
Older than the hills those infantile eruptions | E |
Of earth's epidermis | F |
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Eo Mio Plio whatsoe'er the 'cene' was | G |
That those vacant sockets filled with awe and wonder | H |
Whether shores Devonian or Silurian beaches | I |
Tell us thy strange story | J |
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Or has the professor slightly antedated | K |
By some thousand years thy advent on this planet | K |
Giving thee an air that's somewhat better fitted | K |
For cold blooded creatures | L |
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Wert thou true spectator of that mighty forest | K |
When above thy head the stately Sigillaria | J |
Reared its columned trunks in that remote and distant | K |
Carboniferous epoch | M |
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Tell us of that scene the dim and watery woodland | K |
Songless silent hushed with never bird or insect | K |
Veiled with spreading fronds and screened with tall club mosses | I |
Lycopodiacea | I |
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When beside thee walked the solemn Plesiosaurus | I |
And around thee crept the festive Ichthyosaurus | I |
While from time to time above thee flew and circled | K |
Cheerful Pterodactyls | I |
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Tell us of thy food those half marine refections | I |
Crinoids on the shell and Brachipods au naturel | A |
Cuttlefish to which the pieuvre of Victor Hugo | N |
Seems a periwinkle | A |
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Speak thou awful vestige of the earth's creation | B |
Solitary fragment of remains organic | O |
Tell the wondrous secret of thy past existence | I |
Speak thou oldest primate | K |
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Even as I gazed a thrill of the maxilla | A |
And a lateral movement of the condyloid process | I |
With post pliocene sounds of healthy mastication | B |
Ground the teeth together | J |
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And from that imperfect dental exhibition | B |
Stained with express juices of the weed nicotian | B |
Came these hollow accents blent with softer murmurs | I |
Of expectoration | B |
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Which my name is Bowers and my crust was busted | K |
Falling down a shaft in Calaveras County | K |
But I'd take it kindly if you'd send the pieces | I |
Home to old Missouri | K |
Bret Harte (francis)
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