The Mind Of Man Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: A BCBCDD EFEFGH IJIJKK A ILILMM NOPQRR MMMMII STSTUU UIUIVV WIWIAA XIXIII YZYZZZ UUUUA2A2

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Beneath my skull bone and my hairB
Covered like a poisonous wellC
There is a land if you looked thereB
What you saw you'd quail to tellC
You that sit there smiling youD
Know that what I say is trueD
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My head is very small to touchE
I feel it all from front to backF
An ear d round that weighs not muchE
Eyes nose holes and a pulpy crackF
Oh how small how small it isG
How could countries be in thisH
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Yet when I watch with eyelids shutI
It glimmers forth now dark now clearJ
The city of Cis OcciputI
The marshes and the writhing mereJ
The land that every man I seeK
Knows in himself but not in meK
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IIA
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Upon the borders of the wealdI
I walk there first when I step inL
Set in green wood and smiling fieldI
The city stands unstained of sinL
White thoughts and wishes pureM
Walk the streets with steps demureM
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In its clean groves and spacious hallsN
The quiet eyed inhabitantsO
Hold innocent sunny festivalsP
And mingle in decorous danceQ
Things that destroy distort defaceR
Come never to that lovely placeR
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Never could evil enter thitherM
It could not live in that sweet airM
The shadow of an ill deed must witherM
And fall away to nothing thereM
You would say as there you standI
That all was beauty in the landI
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But go you out beyond the gatewayS
Cleave you the woods and pass the plainT
Cross you the frontier down and straightwayS
The trees will end the grass will waneT
And you will come to a wildernessU
Of sticks and parch d barrennessU
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The middle of the land is thisU
A tawny desert midmost setI
Barren of living things it isU
Saving at night some vampires flitI
That nest them in the farther marishV
Where all save vilest things must perishV
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Here in this reedy marsh of greenW
And oily pools swarm insects fatI
And birds of prey and beasts obsceneW
Things that the traveller shudders atI
All cunning things that creep and flyA
To suck men's blood until they dieA
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Rarely from hence does aught escapeX
Into the world of outer lightI
But now and then some sable shapeX
Outward will dash in sudden flightI
And men stand stonied or distraughtI
To know the loathly deed or thoughtI
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But ah beyond the marsh you reachY
A purulent place more vile than allZ
A festering lake too foul for speechY
Rotten and black with coils acrawlZ
Where writhe with lecherous squeakings shrillZ
Horrors that make the heart stand stillZ
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There 'neath a heaven diseased it liesU
The mere alive with slimy wormsU
With perverse terrible infamiesU
And murders and repulsive formsU
That have no name but slide here deepA2
Whilst I their holder silence keepA2

John Collings Squire, Sir



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