Gnatho Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABCDEFGGHIDJGKLHMNOG PQRSTGUSGSVWSGGVGTX SV VVYVVVGVZGSSZA2B2HC2 D2VVGVVVGSS VVSSVG HGVZVVHE2SVF2G2GSH2 VXHI2HVH2GVSC2HVJ2 K2GVL2GGGVGHM2SH2VSN 2SVF2SVI2 O2VVGGHXGVKV O2VVGP2GB2TI2VO2XHGnatho Satyr homing at dusk | A |
Trotting home like a tired dog | B |
By mountain slopes 'twixt the junipers | C |
And flamed oleanders near the sea | D |
Found a girl child asleep in a fleece | E |
Frail as wax golden and rose | F |
Whereat at first he skipt aside | G |
And stayed him nosing and peering whereto | G |
Next he crept softly breathing | H |
Blinking his fear None was there | I |
To guard the sun had dipt in the sea | D |
Faint fire empurpled the flow | J |
Of heaving water no speck no hint | G |
Of oar or wing on the main on the deep | K |
Sky empty as a great shell | L |
Fainting in its own glory This thing | H |
This rare breath this miracle | M |
Alone with him in the world His | N |
To wonder fall to with craning eyes | O |
Fearfully daring next since it moved not | G |
Stooping to handle to stroke to peer upon | P |
Closely nosing its tender length | Q |
Doglike snuffing at last to kiss | R |
In reverence wonderful lightlier far | S |
Than thistledown falls brushing the Earth | T |
But the child awoke and watching him cried not | G |
Cruddled visage choppy hands | U |
Blinking eyes red litten astare | S |
Horns and feet nay crowed and strained | G |
To reach this wonder | S |
As one a glass | V |
Light as foam hued like the foam | W |
A breath bubble of fire will carry | S |
He in arms lifted his freight | G |
Looking wonderfully upon it | G |
With scarce a breath and humbleness | V |
To be so brute ebbed to the flood | G |
Of pride in his new assur d worth | T |
Trusted so who could be vile | X |
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So to his cave in the wood he bore her | S |
Fleeting swift as a fear thro' the dark trees | V |
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There in the silence of tall trees | V |
Under the soaring shafts | V |
Far beneath the canopied leafage | Y |
In the forest whisper the thick silences | V |
Or on the wastes | V |
Of sheltered mountains where the spires | V |
Of solemn cypress frame the descent | G |
Upon the blue and open to sea | V |
Here grew Ianthe maiden slim | Z |
With none to spy but this gnarled man brute | G |
Most fair most hid like a wood flower | S |
Slim for lack of light so she grew | S |
In flowering line of limb | Z |
And flower of face retired and shy | A2 |
Urged by the bland air unknown | B2 |
Lonely and lovely husbanding | H |
Her great possessions hers now | C2 |
Another's when he cared to claim them | D2 |
For thus went life to lead the herds | V |
Of pricking deer she saw the great stags | V |
Battle in empty glades then mate | G |
Thus on the mountains chose the bears | V |
And in the woods she heard the wolves | V |
Anguishing in their loves | V |
Thro' the dense nights far in the forest | G |
And so collected went she and sure | S |
Her time would come and with it her master | S |
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But Gnatho watcht her under his brows | V |
When she lay heedless spilling beauty | V |
How ever lovelier suppler sleeker | S |
How more desirable how near | S |
How rightly his how surely his | V |
Then gnaw'd his cheek and turn'd his head | G |
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For unsuspect some dim forbidding | H |
Rose within him and knockt at his heart | G |
And said Not thine but for reverence | V |
And some wild horror desperate drove him | Z |
Suing a pardon from unknown Gods | V |
For untold trespass to seek the sea | V |
Upon whose shore to whose cool breathing | H |
He'd stretch his arms broken with strife | E2 |
Of self and self and all that water | S |
Steadfast lapt and surged Came tears | V |
To furrow his cheeks came strength to return | F2 |
To her and bear with longer breath | G2 |
Her sweet familiarities blind | G |
Obedience to nascent blind desire | S |
Till again he lookt and burn'd again | H2 |
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Thus his black ferment boil'd O' nights | V |
He'd dream and revel frenziedly | X |
As with the love stung nymphs Awake | H |
In a chill sweat he'd tear at himself | I2 |
Claw at his flesh and leap in the brook | H |
Drench the red embers of his vice | V |
Into a mass abhorred Clean then | H2 |
He'd seek his bed and pass unscath'd | G |
The bower of fern where the sleek limbs | V |
Of white Ianthe mesht in her hair | S |
Lay lax in sleep But Gnatho now | C2 |
Saw only God as on some still peak | H |
Snowy and lonely under the stars | V |
We look and see God in all that calm | J2 |
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One night of glamour under a moon | K2 |
That seemed to steep the air with gold | G |
They two sat stilly and watcht the sea | V |
Tremulously heaving over a path | L2 |
Of light like a river of molten gold | G |
Warm blew the breeze to land she lean'd | G |
Her idle head idly played | G |
Her fingers in his belt and he | V |
Embracing held her yielding subdued | G |
Sideways saw the curve of her cheek | H |
Downcast lashes droopt lip | M2 |
Which seem'd to court his pleasure | S |
Then | H2 |
On waves of fire came racing his needs | V |
With zest of rage to possess and tear | S |
That which his frenzy maskt as love | N2 |
Courted so he lean'd to her ear | S |
Thrilled in torrents hoarse his case | V |
Love I burn I burn | F2 |
Slake me love He raved in whisper | S |
And she lookt up with her wide full eyes | V |
Saying My love and yielded herself | I2 |
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Deep night settled on hill and plain | O2 |
The moon went out the concourse of stars | V |
Lay strewn above and with golden eyes | V |
Peered on them lockt Far and faint | G |
The great stags belled far and faint | G |
Quested the wolves the leopards' howling | H |
Lent desolation to night and low | X |
The night jar purr'd At sea one light | G |
Swayed restlessly and on the rocks | V |
Sounded the tireless lapping deep | K |
Lockt they lay thro' all the silences | V |
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Dawn stole in with whimper of rain | O2 |
And a wailing wind from the sea | V |
Gray sea gray dawn and scurrying clouds | V |
And scud of rain The fisher boat | G |
The sands the headlands fringed with broom | P2 |
And tamarisk were blotted | G |
Alone | B2 |
Caged in the mist of earth | T |
That beat his torment back to himself | I2 |
So that in vain he sought for the Gods | V |
And lifted up hands in vain | O2 |
To witness this white wreck prone and still | X |
Gnatho the Satyr blinkt on his work | H |
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Maurice Henry Hewlett
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