Bacchante Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: ABBAB ACCAC DAADA EFFEF GHHGH IAAIA ABJAB

Men say the gods have flownA
The Golden Age is but a fading storyB
And Greece was transitoryB
Yet on this hill hesperian we have knownA
The ancient madness and the ancient gloryB
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Under the thyrse upholdenA
We have felt the thrilling presence of the godC
And you Bacchante shodC
With moonfire and with moonfire all enfoldenA
Have danced upon the mystery haunted sodC
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With every autumn blossomD
And with the brown and verdant leaves of vineA
We have filled your hair divineA
From the cupped hollow of your delicious bosomD
We have drunk wine Bacehante purple wineA
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About us now the nightE
Grows mystical with gleams and shadows castF
By moons for ever pastF
And in your steps O dancer of our delightE
Wild phantoms move invisible and fastF
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Behind before us sweepG
Maenad and Bassarid in spectral routH
With many an unheard shoutH
Cithaeron looms with every festal steepG
Over this hill resolved to dream and doubtH
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What Power flows through usI
And makes the old delirium mount amainA
And brims each ardent veinA
With passion and with rapture perilousI
Dancer of whom our votive hearts are fainA
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You are that magic urnA
Wherefrom is poured the pagan gramarieB
Until accordantlyJ
Within our bardic blood and spirit burnA
The dreams and fevers of antiquityB

Clark Ashton Smith



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