Galatea Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: AA BB CC DD EE CC CC DD FF DD CC CC AA BB CC CC| A SILVER slope a fall of firs a league of gleaming grasses | A |
| And fiery cones and sultry spurs and swarthy pits and passes | A |
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| The long haired Cyclops bated breath and bit his lip and hearkened | B |
| And dug and dragged the stone of death by ways that dipped and darkened | B |
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| Across a tract of furnaced flints there came a wind of water | C |
| From yellow banks with tender hints of Tethys white armed daughter | C |
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| She sat amongst wild singing weeds by beds of myrrh and moly | D |
| And Acis made a flute of reeds and drew its accents slowly | D |
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| And taught its spirit subtle sounds that leapt beyond suppression | E |
| And paused and panted on the bounds of fierce and fitful passion | E |
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| Then he who shaped the cunning tune by keen desire made bolder | C |
| Fell fainting like a fervent noon upon the sea nymph s shoulder | C |
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| Sicilian suns had laid a dower of light and life about her | C |
| Her beauty was a gracious flower the heart fell dead without her | C |
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| Ah Galate said Polypheme I would that I could find thee | D |
| Some finest tone of hill or stream wherewith to lull and bind thee | D |
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| What lyre is left of marvellous range whose subtle strings containing | F |
| Some note supreme might catch and change or set thy passion waning | F |
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| Thy passion for the fair haired youth whose fleet light feet perplex me | D |
| By ledges rude on paths uncouth and broken ways that vex me | D |
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| Ah turn to me else violent sleep shall track the cunning lover | C |
| And thou wilt wait and thou wilt weep when I his haunts discover | C |
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| But golden Galatea laughed and Thosa s son like thunder | C |
| Broke through a rifty runnel shaft and dashed its rocks asunder | C |
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| And poised the bulk and hurled the stone and crushed the hidden Acis | A |
| And struck with sorrow drear and lone the sweetest of all faces | A |
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| To Zeus the mighty Father she with plaint and prayer departed | B |
| Then from fierce Aetna to the sea a fountained water started | B |
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| A lucent stream of lutes and lights cool haunt of flower and feather | C |
| Whose silver days and yellow nights made years of hallowed weather | C |
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| Here Galatea used to come and rest beside the river | C |
| Because in faint soft blowing foam her shepherd lived for ever | C |
Henry Kendall
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