The Satyr Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: AABA CDBD EEFF GGFG HHIH JJIJ

When the flowery hands of springA
Forth their woodland riches flingA
Through the meadows through the valleysB
Goes the satyr carollingA
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From the mountain and the moorC
Forest green and ocean shoreD
All the faerie kin he ralliesB
Making music evermoreD
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See the shaggy pelt doth growE
On his twisted shanks belowE
And his dreadful feet are clovenF
Though his brow be white as snowF
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Though his brow be clear and whiteG
And beneath it fancies brightG
Wisdom and high thoughts are wovenF
And the musics of delightG
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Though his temples too be fairH
Yet two horns are growing thereH
Bursting forth to part asunderI
All the riches of his hairH
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Faerie maidens he may meetJ
Fly the horns and cloven feetJ
But his sad brown eyes with wonderI
Seeing stay from their retreatJ

C. S. Lewis



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