Wood Myths Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: ABBCDD EFFEGG HIIHJJ KLLKMN OPPOQQ DRRDSS TUUTVV WLLWXX MYYMKZ A2B2B2A2QQ

Sylvan they say and nymph are goneA
And yet I saw the two last nightB
When overhead the moon sailed whiteB
And through the mists her light made wanC
Each bush and tree doffed its disguiseD
And stood revealed to mortal eyesD
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The hollow rimmed with rocks and treesE
And massed with ferns and matted vinesF
Seemed an arena mid the pinesF
A theatre of mysteriesE
Where oread and satyr metG
And all the myths that men forgetG
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The rain and frost had carved the rocksH
With faces that were wild and strangeI
Which Protean fancy seemed to changeI
Each moment in the granite blocksH
That seemed slow dreaming into formJ
The gods grotesque of wind and stormJ
-
Then suddenly Diana stoodK
Slim as a shaft of moonlight thereL
Immortalizing earth and airL
With perfect beauty through the woodK
Her maidens went as brightness goesM
Athwart a cloud at evening's closeN
-
And then I saw a faun push throughO
The thorny berry at his lipP
Twinkled a pipe that seemed to dripP
Dim sounds of crickets and of dewO
Things that in strange realityQ
Seemed born of his frail melodyQ
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And then I saw the naiad riseD
From out her rock a form of sparR
In which her heart shone like a starR
And like the moon her hair and eyesD
She smiled and at each smile it seemedS
Some wildflower into being gleamedS
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And then the dryad from her beechT
Came silver white as is its barkU
And slender through the dreaming darkU
I saw her go a whispering speechT
Was hers from whose soft murmured wordsV
Is made the language of the birdsV
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Then satyrs and the centaurs passedW
And then old Pan himself and thereL
Flying before him all her hairL
About her like a mist the lastW
Wild nymph I saw and as she wentX
The woods as with a wind were bentX
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And in the hush like some slow roseM
That knows not yet that it is bornY
A premonition of the mornY
Bloomed and from out its far reposeM
Borne over ocean through the woodK
A sighing swept the solitudeZ
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Then nothing more But I had seenA2
That Pan still lives and all his trainB2
Whatever men say they remainB2
The unseen forces they that meanA2
Nature its awe and majestyQ
That symbolize mythologyQ

Madison Julius Cawein



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