Phantasy Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: A BCBC A DCDC A CECE FGFG HCHC GEGE IEIE JJJJ J KKKK J EEEE J CJCJ J JEJE J JJJJ KKKK LGLG JJJJ MNMN JNJN J GJGJ J OEOE J JJJJ J KNKN J NKNK JNJN JKJK GJGJ KNKN KPKP J J J J NNNN J QEQE| I | A |
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| Within a Temple of the Toes | B |
| Where twirled the passionate Wili | C |
| I saw full many a market rose | B |
| And sighed for my village lily | C |
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| II | A |
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| With cynical Adrian then I took flight | D |
| To that old dead city whose carol | C |
| Bursts out like a reveller's loud in the night | D |
| As he sits astride his barrel | C |
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| III | A |
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| We two were bound the Alps to scale | C |
| Up the rock reflecting river | E |
| Old times blew thro' me like a gale | C |
| And kept my thoughts in a quiver | E |
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| IV | - |
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| Hawking ruin wood slope and vine | F |
| Reeled silver laced under my vision | G |
| And into me passed with the green eyed wine | F |
| Knocking hard at my head for admission | G |
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| V | - |
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| I held the village lily cheap | H |
| And the dream around her idle | C |
| Lo quietly as I lay to sleep | H |
| The bells led me off to a bridal | C |
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| VI | - |
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| My bride wore the hood of a Beguine | G |
| And mine was the foot to falter | E |
| Three cowled monks rat eyed were seen | G |
| The Cross was of bones o'er the altar | E |
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| VII | - |
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| The Cross was of bones the priest that read | I |
| A spectacled necromancer | E |
| But at the fourth word the bride I led | I |
| Changed to an Opera dancer | E |
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| VIII | - |
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| A young ballet beauty who perked in her place | J |
| A darling of pink and spangles | J |
| One fair foot level with her face | J |
| And the hearts of men at her ankles | J |
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| IX | J |
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| She whirled she twirled the mock priest grinned | K |
| And quickly his mask unriddled | K |
| 'Twas Adrian loud his old laughter dinned | K |
| Then he seized a fiddle and fiddled | K |
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| X | J |
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| He fiddled he glowed with the bottomless fire | E |
| Like Sathanas in feature | E |
| All through me he fiddled a wolfish desire | E |
| To dance with that bright creature | E |
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| XI | J |
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| And gathering courage I said to my soul | C |
| Throttle the thing that hinders | J |
| When the three cowled monks from black as coal | C |
| Waxed hot as furnace cinders | J |
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| XII | J |
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| They caught her up twirling they leapt between whiles | J |
| The fiddler flickered with laughter | E |
| Profanely they flew down the awful aisles | J |
| Where I went sliding after | E |
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| XIII | J |
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| Down the awful aisles by the fretted walls | J |
| Beneath the Gothic arches | J |
| King Skull in the black confessionals | J |
| Sat rub a dub dubbing his marches | J |
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| XIV | - |
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| Then the silent cold stone warriors frowned | K |
| The pictured saints strode forward | K |
| A whirlwind swept them from holy ground | K |
| A tempest puffed them nor'ward | K |
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| XV | - |
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| They shot through the great cathedral door | L |
| Like mallards they traversed ocean | G |
| And gazing below on its boiling floor | L |
| I marked a horrid commotion | G |
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| XVI | - |
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| Down a forest's long alleys they spun like tops | J |
| It seemed that for ages and ages | J |
| Thro' the Book of Life bereft of stops | J |
| They waltzed continuous pages | J |
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| XVII | - |
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| And ages after scarce awake | M |
| And my blood with the fever fretting | N |
| I stood alone by a forest lake | M |
| Whose shadows the moon were netting | N |
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| XVIII | - |
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| Lilies golden and white by the curls | J |
| Of their broad flat leaves hung swaying | N |
| A wreath of languid twining girls | J |
| Streamed upward long locks disarraying | N |
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| XIX | J |
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| Their cheeks had the satin frost glow of the moon | G |
| Their eyes the fire of Sirius | J |
| They circled and droned a monotonous tune | G |
| Abandoned to love delirious | J |
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| XX | J |
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| Like lengths of convolvulus torn from the hedge | O |
| And trailing the highway over | E |
| The dreamy eyed mistresses circled the sedge | O |
| And called for a lover a lover | E |
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| XXI | J |
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| I sank I rose through seas of eyes | J |
| In odorous swathes delicious | J |
| They fanned me with impetuous sighs | J |
| They hit me with kisses vicious | J |
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| XXII | J |
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| My ears were spelled my neck was coiled | K |
| And I with their fury was glowing | N |
| When the marbly waters bubbled and boiled | K |
| At a watery noise of crowing | N |
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| XXIII | J |
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| They dragged me low and low to the lake | N |
| Their kisses more stormily showered | K |
| On the emerald brink in the white moon's wake | N |
| An earthly damsel cowered | K |
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| XXIV | - |
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| Fresh heart sobs shook her knitted hands | J |
| Beneath a tiny suckling | N |
| As one by one of the doleful bands | J |
| Dived like a fairy duckling | N |
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| XXV | - |
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| And now my turn had come O me | J |
| What wisdom was mine that second | K |
| I dropped on the adorer's knee | J |
| To that sweet figure I beckoned | K |
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| XXVI | - |
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| Save me save me for now I know | G |
| The powers that Nature gave me | J |
| And the value of honest love I know | G |
| My village lily save me | J |
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| XXVII | - |
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| Come 'twixt me and the sisterhood | K |
| While the passion born phantoms are fleeing | N |
| Oh he that is true to flesh and blood | K |
| Is true to his own being | N |
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| XXVIII | - |
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| And he that is false to flesh and blood | K |
| Is false to the star within him | P |
| And the mad and hungry sisterhood | K |
| All under the tides shall win him | P |
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| XXIX | J |
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| My village lily save me save | - |
| For strength is with the holy | J |
| Already I shuddered to feel the wave | - |
| As I kept sinking slowly | J |
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| XXX | J |
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| I felt the cold wave and the under tug | N |
| Of the Brides when starting and shrinking | N |
| Lo Adrian tilts the water jug | N |
| And Bruges with morn is blinking | N |
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| XXXI | J |
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| Merrily sparkles sunny prime | Q |
| On gabled peak and arbour | E |
| Merrily rattles belfry chime | Q |
| The song of Sevilla's Barber | E |
George Meredith
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