Marsyas In Hades Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: A BCDEFGHIJEKE LMNOPEQRSTU LVWWXYZA2B2EC2LB2D2Y B2 B2B2YE2F2B2 G2E2B2H2I2B2 EMJJ2B2EK2H2B2L2M2 K2N2O2P2Q2R2Y S2O2T2EU2EV2L

AFTER SIR L MA
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Next I sawB
A pensive gentleman of middle ageC
That leaned against a Druid oak his pipeD
Pendent beneath his chin a double oneE
Meaning the pipe reluctant was his breathF
For he had mingled in the Morris danceG
And rested blown but damsels in their teensH
All decorous and decorously cladI
Their very ankles hardly visibleJ
Recalled his motions while for chaperonE
Good Mrs Grundy up against the wallK
Beamed approbationE
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On his face I readL
Signs of high sadness such as poets wearM
Being divinely discontented withN
The praise of jeunes filles Even as I lookedO
He touched the portion of his pipe reservedP
For minor poetry of solemn toneE
Checking the humorous stops intended forQ
Electioneering posters and the likeR
And therewithal he made the followingS
Addition to his Songs Unsung or elseT
His Unremarked RemarksU
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Dear Sir he saidL
Excuse my saying 'Sir' like that it isV
Our way in Hades here among the damnedW
For you must know that some of us are damnedW
Not only by faint praise but full applauseX
Of simple critics Take my case In meY
Behold the good knight Marsyas M AZ
Three times a candidate for ParliamentA2
And twice retired a Justice of the PeaceB2
Master of Arts I said and better knownE
In literary spheres as Master ofC2
The Mediocre Obvious and readL
By boarding misses in their myriadsB2
These dote upon me Sweetly have I sungD2
The commonplaces of philosophyY
In common parlanceB2
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You have read perhapsB2
The Cymric Triads Poetry they sayB2
Excels alone by sheer simplicityY
Of language subject and invention SirE2
The excellence of mine lay that way tooF2
But fate is partial Heaven's fulgour mouldsB2
'To happiness some some to unhappiness '-
Look you the harp was Welsh that figured forthG2
That excellent last line I ask you SirE2
What would you Ill content with mortal praiseB2
And haply somewhat overbold I soughtH2
To be as gods be sought in fact to filchI2
Apollo's baysB2
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Ah me Dear me I fainE
Would use a stronger phrase but hardly dareM
Being whatever else respectableJ
I say I tired of vulgar homage giftJ2
Of ignorance 'High failure overleapsB2
The bounds of low successes' there againE
The harp that twanged was Welsh but with an echoK2
Of Browning Godlike it must be I thoughtH2
To climb the giddy brink to pen for instanceB2
An Ode to the Imperial InstituteL2
And fall if bound to from a decent heightM2
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I did and missed the laurel still I goK2
On writing what you hear just now is blankN2
Distinctly blank and might be measured byO2
The kilom tre yet I rhyme as wellP2
A little but it takes a lot of timeQ2
And checks the lapse of my pellucid streamR2
Not all convenientlyY
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Thereat he pausedS2
And wrung the moisture from his pipe but IO2
As one that was intolerably boredT2
Took even this occasion to be goneE
And going marked him how he took his stileU2
Polished the waxen tablets and beganE
To make a Royal P an by requestV2
Or so he saidL

Owen Seaman



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