The Sphinx Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: A BC DE FG HI DJ KL MB NO PO OO QM RS KO TU OO VW XO GY ZA2 B2O OC2 KO D2E2 OF2 G2H2 I2C J2O SK2 L2M2 OO KG N2O O2O P2S N2F2 Q2G SC2 R2S2 T2K E2U2 SI2 OO C2S SV2 W2S SO B2K SX2 OF2 OY2 Z2O OZ2 OO Z2S SA3 OO OC2 Z2G Z2S OS Z2G KS Z2O OO Z2G Z2Z2 OM Z2S OO GO SG Z2O KZ2 OO OO B3C3 KO D3O Z2O SZ2 SE3 Z2S H2Z2 OM F3G3 GO OS

To Marcel Schwob in friendship and in admirationA
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In a dim corner of my room for longer than my fancy thinksB
A beautiful and silent Sphinx has watched me through the shifting gloomC
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Inviolate and immobile she does not rise she does not stirD
For silver moons are naught to her and naught to her the suns that reelE
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Red follows grey across the air the waves of moonlight ebb and flowF
But with the Dawn she does not go and in the night time she is thereG
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Dawn follows Dawn and Nights grow old and all the while this curious catH
Lies couching on the Chinese mat with eyes of satin rimmed with goldI
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Upon the mat she lies and leers and on the tawny throat of herD
Flutters the soft and silky fur or ripples to her pointed earsJ
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Come forth my lovely seneschal so somnolent so statuesqueK
Come forth you exquisite grotesque half woman and half animalL
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Come forth my lovely languorous Sphinx and put your head upon my kneeM
And let me stroke your throat and see your body spotted like the LynxB
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And let me touch those curving claws of yellow ivory and graspN
The tail that like a monstrous Asp coils round your heavy velvet pawsO
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A thousand weary centuries are thine while I have hardly seenP
Some twenty summers cast their green for Autumn's gaudy liveriesO
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But you can read the Hieroglyphs on the great sandstone obelisksO
And you have talked with Basilisks and you have looked on HippogriffsO
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O tell me were you standing by when Isis to Osiris kneltQ
And did you watch the Egyptian melt her union for AntonyM
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And drink the jewel drunken wine and bend her head in mimic aweR
To see the huge proconsul draw the salted tunny from the brineS
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And did you mark the Cyprian kiss white Adon on his catafalqueK
And did you follow Amenalk the God of HeliopolisO
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And did you talk with Thoth and did you hear the moon horned Io weepT
And know the painted kings who sleep beneath the wedge shaped PyramidU
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Lift up your large black satin eyes which are like cushions where one sinksO
Fawn at my feet fantastic Sphinx and sing me all your memoriesO
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Sing to me of the Jewish maid who wandered with the Holy ChildV
And how you led them through the wild and how they slept beneath your shadeW
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Sing to me of that odorous green eve when crouching by the margeX
You heard from Adrian's gilded barge the laughter of AntinousO
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And lapped the stream and fed your drouth and watched with hot and hungry stareG
The ivory body of that rare young slave with his pomegranate mouthY
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Sing to me of the Labyrinth in which the twi formed bull was stalledZ
Sing to me of the night you crawled across the temple's granite plinthA2
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When through the purple corridors the screaming scarlet Ibis flewB2
In terror and a horrid dew dripped from the moaning MandragoresO
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And the great torpid crocodile within the tank shed slimy tearsO
And tare the jewels from his ears and staggered back into the NileC2
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And the priests cursed you with shrill psalms as in your claws you seized their snakeK
And crept away with it to slake your passion by the shuddering palmsO
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Who were your lovers who were they who wrestled for you in the dustD2
Which was the vessel of your Lust What Leman had you every dayE2
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Did giant Lizards come and crouch before you on the reedy banksO
Did Gryphons with great metal flanks leap on you in your trampled couchF2
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Did monstrous hippopotami come sidling toward you in the mistG2
Did gilt scaled dragons writhe and twist with passion as you passed them byH2
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And from the brick built Lycian tomb what horrible Chimera cameI2
With fearful heads and fearful flame to breed new wonders from your wombC
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Or had you shameful secret quests and did you harry to your homeJ2
Some Nereid coiled in amber foam with curious rock crystal breastsO
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Or did you treading through the froth call to the brown SidonianS
For tidings of Leviathan Leviathan or BehemothK2
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Or did you when the sun was set climb up the cactus covered slopeL2
To meet your swarthy Ethiop whose body was of polished jetM2
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Or did you while the earthen skiffs dropped down the grey Nilotic flatsO
At twilight and the flickering bats flew round the temple's triple glyphsO
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Steal to the border of the bar and swim across the silent lakeK
And slink into the vault and make the Pyramid your lupanarG
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Till from each black sarcophagus rose up the painted swathed deadN2
Or did you lure unto your bed the ivory horned TragelaphosO
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Or did you love the god of flies who plagued the Hebrews and was splashedO2
With wine unto the waist or Pasht who had green beryls for her eyesO
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Or that young god the Tyrian who was more amorous than the doveP2
Of Ashtaroth or did you love the god of the AssyrianS
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Whose wings like strange transparent talc rose high above his hawk faced headN2
Painted with silver and with red and ribbed with rods of OreichalchF2
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Or did huge Apis from his car leap down and lay before your feetQ2
Big blossoms of the honey sweet and honey coloured nenupharG
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How subtle secret is your smile Did you love none then Nay I knowS
Great Ammon was your bedfellow He lay with you beside the NileC2
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The river horses in the slime trumpeted when they saw him comeR2
Odorous with Syrian galbanum and smeared with spikenard and with thymeS2
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He came along the river bank like some tall galley argent sailedT2
He strode across the waters mailed in beauty and the waters sankK
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He strode across the desert sand he reached the valley where you layE2
He waited till the dawn of day then touched your black breasts with his handU2
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You kissed his mouth with mouths of flame you made the horned god your ownS
You stood behind him on his throne you called him by his secret nameI2
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You whispered monstrous oracles into the caverns of his earsO
With blood of goats and blood of steers you taught him monstrous miraclesO
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White Ammon was your bedfellow Your chamber was the steaming NileC2
And with your curved archaic smile you watched his passion come and goS
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With Syrian oils his brows were bright and wide spread as a tent at noonS
His marble limbs made pale the moon and lent the day a larger lightV2
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His long hair was nine cubits' span and coloured like that yellow gemW2
Which hidden in their garment's hem the merchants bring from KurdistanS
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His face was as the must that lies upon a vat of new made wineS
The seas could not insapphirine the perfect azure of his eyesO
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His thick soft throat was white as milk and threaded with thin veins of blueB2
And curious pearls like frozen dew were broidered on his flowing silkK
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On pearl and porphyry pedestalled he was too bright to look uponS
For on his ivory breast there shone the wondrous ocean emeraldX2
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That mystic moonlit jewel which some diver of the Colchian cavesO
Had found beneath the blackening waves and carried to the Colchian witchF2
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Before his gilded galiot ran naked vine wreathed corybantsO
And lines of swaying elephants knelt down to draw his chariotY2
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And lines of swarthy Nubians bare up his litter as he rodeZ2
Down the great granite paven road between the nodding peacock fansO
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The merchants brought him steatite from Sidon in their painted shipsO
The meanest cup that touched his lips was fashioned from a chrysoliteZ2
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The merchants brought him cedar chests of rich apparel bound with cordsO
His train was borne by Memphian lords young kings were glad to be his guestsO
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Ten hundred shaven priests did bow to Ammon's altar day and nightZ2
Ten hundred lamps did wave their light through Ammon's carven house and nowS
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Foul snake and speckled adder with their young ones crawl from stone to stoneS
For ruined is the house and prone the great rose marble monolithA3
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Wild ass or trotting jackal comes and couches in the mouldering gatesO
Wild satyrs call unto their mates across the fallen fluted drumsO
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And on the summit of the pile the blue faced ape of Horus sitsO
And gibbers while the fig tree splits the pillars of the peristyleC2
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The god is scattered here and there deep hidden in the windy sandZ2
I saw his giant granite hand still clenched in impotent despairG
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And many a wandering caravan of stately negroes silken shawledZ2
Crossing the desert halts appalled before the neck that none can spanS
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And many a bearded Bedouin draws back his yellow striped burnousO
To gaze upon the Titan thews of him who was thy paladinS
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Go seek his fragments on the moor and wash them in the evening dewZ2
And from their pieces make anew thy mutilated paramourG
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Go seek them where they lie alone and from their broken pieces makeK
Thy bruised bedfellow And wake mad passions in the senseless stoneS
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Charm his dull ear with Syrian hymns he loved your body oh be kindZ2
Pour spikenard on his hair and wind soft rolls of linen round his limbsO
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Wind round his head the figured coins stain with red fruits those pallid lipsO
Weave purple for his shrunken hips and purple for his barren loinsO
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Away to Egypt Have no fear Only one God has ever diedZ2
Only one God has let His side be wounded by a soldier's spearG
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But these thy lovers are not dead Still by the hundred cubit gateZ2
Dog faced Anubis sits in state with lotus lilies for thy headZ2
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Still from his chair of porphyry gaunt Memnon strains his lidless eyesO
Across the empty land and cries each yellow morning unto theeM
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And Nilus with his broken horn lies in his black and oozy bedZ2
And till thy coming will not spread his waters on the withering cornS
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Your lovers are not dead I know They will rise up and hear your voiceO
And clash their cymbals and rejoice and run to kiss your mouth And soO
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Set wings upon your argosies Set horses to your ebon carG
Back to your Nile Or if you are grown sick of dead divinitiesO
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Follow some roving lion's spoor across the copper coloured plainS
Reach out and hale him by the mane and bid him be your paramourG
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Couch by his side upon the grass and set your white teeth in his throatZ2
And when you hear his dying note lash your long flanks of polished brassO
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And take a tiger for your mate whose amber sides are flecked with blackK
And ride upon his gilded back in triumph through the Theban gateZ2
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And toy with him in amorous jests and when he turns and snarls and gnawsO
O smite him with your jasper claws and bruise him with your agate breastsO
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Why are you tarrying Get hence I weary of your sullen waysO
I weary of your steadfast gaze your somnolent magnificenceO
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Your horrible and heavy breath makes the light flicker in the lampB3
And on my brow I feel the damp and dreadful dews of night and deathC3
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Your eyes are like fantastic moons that shiver in some stagnant lakeK
Your tongue is like a scarlet snake that dances to fantastic tunesO
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Your pulse makes poisonous melodies and your black throat is like the holeD3
Left by some torch or burning coal on Saracenic tapestriesO
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Away The sulphur coloured stars are hurrying through the Western gateZ2
Away Or it may be too late to climb their silent silver carsO
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See the dawn shivers round the grey gilt dialled towers and the rainS
Streams down each diamonded pane and blurs with tears the wannish dayZ2
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What snake tressed fury fresh from Hell with uncouth gestures and uncleanS
Stole from the poppy drowsy queen and led you to a student's cellE3
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What songless tongueless ghost of sin crept through the curtains of the nightZ2
And saw my taper burning bright and knocked and bade you enter inS
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Are there not others more accursed whiter with leprosies than IH2
Are Abana and Pharphar dry that you come here to slake your thirstZ2
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Get hence you loathsome mystery Hideous animal get henceO
You wake in me each bestial sense you make me what I would not beM
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You make my creed a barren sham you wake foul dreams of sensual lifeF3
And Atys with his blood stained knife were better than the thing I amG3
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False Sphinx False Sphinx By reedy Styx old Charon leaning on his oarG
Waits for my coin Go thou before and leave me to my crucifixO
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Whose pallid burden sick with pain watches the world with wearied eyesO
And weeps for every soul that dies and weeps for every soul in vainS

Oscar Fingal O'flahertie Wills Wilde



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