Pavlovna In London Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: ABABCDECDE FGFGHIIHII FJFJFKGFKL FMFMFNEFNE CFOFJPQJPQ

I listened to the hunger hearted clownA
Sadder than he I heard a woman singB
A tall dark woman in a scarlet gownA
And saw those golden toys the jugglers flingB
I found a tawdry room and there sat IC
There angled for each murmur soft and strangeD
The pavement cries from darkness and belowE
I watched the drinkers laugh the lovers sighC
And thought how little all the world would changeD
If clowns were audience and we the ShowE
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What starry music are they playing nowF
What dancing in this dreary theatreG
Who is she with the moon upon her browF
And who the fire foot god that follows herG
Follows among those unbelieved in treesH
Back shadowing in their parody of lightI
Across the little cardboard balustradeI
And we like that poor Faun who pipes and fleesH
Adore their beauty hate it for too brightI
And tremble half in rapture half afraidI
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Play on O furtive and heartbroken FaunF
What is your thin dull pipe for such as theyJ
I know you blinded by the least white dawnF
And dare you face their quick and quivering DayJ
Dare you like us weak but undaunted menF
Reliant on some deathless spark in youK
Turn your dull eyes to what the gods desireG
Touch the light finger of your goddess thenF
After a second's flash of gold and blueK
Drunken with that divinity expireL
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O dance Diana dance EndymionF
Till calm ancestral shadows lay their handsM
Gently across mine eyes in days long goneF
Have I not danced with gods in garden landsM
I too a wild unsighted atom borneF
Deep in the heart of some heroic boyN
Span in the dance ten thousand years agoE
And while his young eyes glittered in the mornF
Something of me felt something of his joyN
And longed to rule a body and to knowE
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Singer long dead and sweeter lipped than IC
In whose proud line the soul dark phrases burnF
Would you could praise their passionate symmetryO
Who loved the colder shapes the Attic urnF
But your far song my faint one what are theyJ
And what their dance and faery thoughts and oursP
Or night abloom with splendid stars and paleQ
'Tis an old story that sweet flowers decayJ
And dreams the noblest die as soon as flowersP
And dancers all the world of them must failQ

James Elroy Flecker



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