Hugh Selwyn Mauberly (part I) Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

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Vocat aestus in umbramA
Nemesianus Es IVB
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E P Ode pour l' lection de son s pulchreC
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For three years out of key with his timeA
He strove to resuscitate the dead artD
Of poetry to maintain the sublimeA
In the old sense Wrong from the startD
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No hardly but seeing he had been bornE
In a half savage country out of dateF
Bent resolutely on wringing lilies from the acornE
Capaneus trout for factitious baitF
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Idmen gar toi panth os eni TroieC
Caught in the unstopped earC
Giving the rocks small lee wayG
The chopped seas held him therefore that yearC
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His true Penelope was FlaubertH
He fished by obstinate islesI
Observed the elegance of Circe's hairC
Rather than the mottoes on sun dialsJ
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Unaffected by the march of eventsK
He passed from men's memory in l'an trentiesmeA
De son eage the case presentsL
No adjunct to the Muses' diademA
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IIM
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The age demanded an imageN
Of its accelerated grimaceO
Something for the modern stageP
Not at any rate an Attic graceQ
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Not not certainly the obscure reveriesR
Of the inward gazeS
Better mendacitiesS
Than the classics in paraphraseS
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The age demanded chiefly a mould in plasterC
Made with no loss of timeA
A prose kinema not not assuredly alabasterC
Or the sculpture of rhymeA
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IIIM
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The tea rose tea gown etcT
Supplants the mousseline of CosS
The pianola replacesS
Sappho's barbitosS
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Christ follows DionysusS
Phallic and ambrosialU
Made way for macerationsS
Caliban casts out ArielU
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All things are a flowingV
Sage Heracleitus saysS
But a tawdry cheapnessS
Shall reign throughout our daysS
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Even the Christian beautyW
Defects after SamothraceS
We see to kalonE
Decreed in the market placeS
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Faun's flesh is not to usS
Nor the saint's visionE
We have the press for waferC
Franchise for circumcisionE
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All men in law are equalsS
Free of PeisistratusS
We choose a knave or an eunuchX
To rule over usS
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A bright ApolloY
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tin andra tin eroa tina theonE
What god man or heroY
Shall I place a tin wreath uponE
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IVB
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These fought in any caseS
and some believing pro domo in any caseS
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Some quick to armA
some for adventureC
some from fear of weaknessS
some from fear of censureC
some for love of slaughter in imaginationE
learning laterC
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some in fear learning love of slaughterC
Died some pro patria non dulce non et decorC
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walked eye deep in hellZ
believing in old men's lies then unbelievingV
came home home to a lieA2
home to many deceitsS
home to old lies and new infamyW
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usury age old and age thickB2
and liars in public placesS
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Daring as never before wastage as never beforeC
Young blood and high bloodC2
Fair cheeks and fine bodiesS
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fortitude as never beforeC
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frankness as never beforeC
disillusions as never told in the old daysS
hysterias trench confessionsS
laughter out of dead belliesS
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VW
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There died a myriadC2
And of the best among themA
For an old bitch gone in the teethD2
For a botched civilizationE
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Charm smiling at the good mouthE2
Quick eyes gone under earth's lidF2
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For two gross of broken statuesS
For a few thousand battered booksS
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Yeux GlauquesS
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Gladstone was still respectedF2
When John Ruskin producedG2
Kings Treasuries SwinburneE
And Rossetti still abusedH2
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F tid Buchanan lifted up his voiceS
When that faun's head of hersS
Became a pastime forC
Painters and adulterersS
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The Burne Jones cartonsS
Have preserved her eyesS
Still at the Tate they teachI2
Cophetua to rhapsodizeS
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Thin like brook waterC
With a vacant gazeS
The English Rubaiyat was still bornE
In those daysS
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The thin clear gaze the sameA
Still darts out faun like from the half ruin'd faceS
Questing and passiveB
Ah poor Jenny's caseS
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Bewildered that a worldJ2
Shows no surpriseS
At her last maquero'sS
AdulteriesS
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Siena Mi Fe' Disfecemi MaremmaA
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Among the pickled f tuses and bottled bonesS
Engaged in perfecting the catalogueK2
I found the last scion of theT
Senatorial families of Strasbourg Monsieur VerogK2
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For two hours he talked of GallifetJ2
Of Dowson of the Rhymers' ClubL2
Told me how Johnson Lionel diedJ2
By falling from a high stool in a pubL2
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But showed no trace of alcoholM2
At the autopsy privately performedJ2
Tissue preserved the pure mindJ2
Arose toward Newman as the whiskey warmedJ2
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Dowson found harlots cheaper than hotelsS
Headlam for uplift Image impartially imbuedJ2
With raptures for Bacchus Terpsichore and the ChurchN2
So spoke the author of The Dorian MoodJ2
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M Verog out of step with the decadeJ2
Detached from his contemporariesS
Neglected by the youngK2
Because of these reveriesS
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BrennbaumA
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The sky like limpid eyesS
The circular infant's faceS
The stiffness from spats to collarC
Never relaxing into graceS
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The heavy memories of Horeb Sinai and the forty yearsS
Showed only when the daylight fellZ
Level across the faceS
Of Brennbaum The ImpeccableU
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Mr NixonE
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In the cream gilded cabin of his steam yachtJ2
Mr Nixon advised me kindly to advance with fewerC
Dangers of delay ConsiderC
Carefully the reviewerC
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I was as poor as you areC
When I began I got of courseS
Advance on royalties fifty at first said Mr NixonE
Follow me and take a columnE
Even if you have to work freeW
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Butter reviewers From fifty to three hundredJ2
I rose in eighteen monthsS
The hardest nut I had to crackK2
Was Dr DundasS
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I never mentioned a man but with the viewB
Of selling my own worksS
The tip's a good one as for literatureC
It gives no man a sinecureC
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And no one knows at sight a masterpieceS
And give up verse my boyO2
There's nothing in itJ2
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Likewise a friend of Bloughram's once advised meW
Don't kick against the pricksS
Accept opinion The Nineties tried your gameA
And died there's nothing in itJ2
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XS
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Beneath the sagging roofB
The stylist has taken shelterC
Unpaid uncelebratedJ2
At last from the world's welterC
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Nature receives himA
With a placid and uneducated mistressS
He exercises his talentsS
And the soil meets his distressS
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The haven from sophistications and contentionsS
Leaks through its thatchP2
He offers succulent cookingK2
The door has a creaking latchP2
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XIW
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Conservatrix of Mil sienE
Habits of mind and feelingK2
Possibly But in EalingK2
With the most bank clerkly of EnglishmenE
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No Mil sian is an exaggerationE
No instinct has survived in herC
Older than those her grandmotherC
Told her would fit her stationE
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XIIW
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Daphne with her thighs in barkK2
Stretches toward me her leafy handsW
Subjectively In the stuffed satin drawing roomA
I await The Lady Valentine's commandsW
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Knowing my coat has never beenE
Of precisely the fashionE
To stimulate in herC
A durable passionE
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Doubtful somewhat of the valueB
Of well gowned approbationE
Of literary effortJ2
But never of The Lady Valentine's vocationE
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Poetry her border of ideasW
The edge uncertain but a means of blendingK2
With other strataJ2
Where the lower and higher have endingK2
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A hook to catch the Lady Jane's attentionE
A modulation toward the theatreC
Also in the case of revolutionE
A possible friend and comforterC
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Conduct on the other hand the soulQ2
Which the highest cultures have nourishedJ2
To Fleet St whereC
Dr Johnson flourishedJ2
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Beside this thoroughfareC
The sale of half hose hasW
Long since superseded the cultivationE
Of Pierian rosesW

Ezra Pound



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