The Master Of The Dance Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: AB CDEDFGHGFIJIKLMLNOPO QRSRMTUTVWXWYEREZA2B 2A2C2D2E2D2F2G2H2G2I 2J2C2J2K2L2M2L2N2WO2 WP2Q2BQ2 VRR2RFS2T2S2C2MU2MV2 L2H2L2BW2X2W2Y2RZ2RA 3B3BB3C3ZP2ZWD3E3D3F 3U2G3U2H3I3J3I3U2MK3 ML3U2O2U2M3KN3KO3P3Q 3P3R3FU2F E2W2U2W2U2O2S3O2U2T3 U3T3U2V3W2V3MC2W3C2X 3Y3Z3Y3

A chant to which it is intended a group of children shallA
dance and improvise pantomime led by their dancing teacherB
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A master deep eyedC
Ere his manhood was ripeD
He sang like a thrushE
He could play any pipeD
So dull in the schoolF
That he scarcely could spellG
He read but a bitH
And he figured not wellG
A bare footed foolF
Shod only with graceI
Long hair streaming downJ
Round a wind hardened faceI
He smiled like a girlK
Or like clear winter skiesL
A virginal lightM
Making stars of his eyesL
In swiftness and poiseN
A proud child of the deerO
A white fawn he wasP
Yet a fawn without fearO
No youth thought him vainQ
Or made mock of his hairR
Or laughed when his waysS
Were most curiously fairR
A mastiff at fightM
He could strike to the earthT
The envious oneU
Who would challenge his worthT
However we bowedV
To the schoolmaster mildW
Our spirits went outX
To the fawn footed childW
His beckoning ledY
Our troop to the brushE
We found nothing thereR
But a wind and a hushE
He sat by a stoneZ
And he looked on the groundA2
As if in the weedsB2
There was something profoundA2
His pipe seemed to neighC2
Then to bleat like a sheepD2
Then sound like a streamE2
Or a waterfall deepD2
It whispered strange talesF2
Human words it spoke notG2
Told fair things to comeH2
And our marvellous lotG2
If now with fawn stepsI2
Unshod we advancedJ2
To the midst of the groveC2
And in reverence dancedJ2
We obeyed as he pipedK2
Soft grass to young feetL2
Was a medicine mightyM2
A remedy meetL2
Our thin blood awokeN2
It grew dizzy and wildW
Though scarcely a wordO2
Moved the lips of a childW
Our dance gave allegianceP2
It set us apartQ2
We tripped a strange measureB
Uplifted of heartQ2
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We thought to be proudV
Of our fawn everywhereR
We could hardly see howR2
Simple books were a careR
No rule of the schoolF
This strange student could tameS2
He was banished one dayT2
While we quivered with shameS2
He piped back our loveC2
On a moon silvered nightM
Enticed us once moreU2
To the place of delightM
A greeting he sangV2
And it made our blood beatL2
It tramped upon customH2
And mocked at defeatL2
He builded a fireB
And we tripped in a ringW2
The embers our booksX2
And the fawn our good kingW2
And now we approachedY2
All the mysteries rareR
That shadowed his eyelidsZ2
And blew through his hairR
That spell now was peaceA3
The deep strength of the treesB3
The children of natureB
We clambered her kneesB3
Our breath and our moodsC3
Were in tune with her ownZ
Tremendous her presenceP2
Eternal her throneZ
The ostracized childW
Our white foreheads kissedD3
Our bodies and soulsE3
Became lighter than mistD3
Sweet dresses like snowF3
Our small lady loves woreU2
Like moonlight the thoughtsG3
That our bosoms upboreU2
Like a lily the touchH3
Of each cold little handI3
The loves of the starsJ3
We could now understandI3
O quivering airU2
O the crystalline nightM
O pauses of aweK3
And the faces swan whiteM
O ferns in the duskL3
O forest shrined hourU2
O earth that sent upwardO2
The thrill and the powerU2
To lift us like leavesM3
A delirious whirlK
The masterful boyN3
And the delicate girlK
What child that strange night timeO3
Can ever forgetP3
His fealty dueQ3
And his infinite debtP3
To the folly divineR3
To the exquisite ruleF
Of the perilous masterU2
The fawn footed foolF
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Now soldiers we seemE2
And night brings a new thingW2
A terrible ireU2
As of thunder awingW2
A warrior powerU2
That old chivalry stirredO2
When knights took up armsS3
As the maidens gave wordO2
THE END OF OUR WARU2
WILL BE GLORY UNTOLDT3
WHEN THE TOWN LIKE A GREATU3
BUDDING ROSE SHALL UNFOLDT3
Near nearer that warU2
And that ecstasy comesV3
We hear the trees beatingW2
Invisible drumsV3
The fields of the nightM
Are starlit aboveC2
Our girls are white torchesW3
Of conquest and loveC2
No nerve without willX3
And no breast without breathY3
We whirl with the planetsZ3
That never know deathY3

Vachel Lindsay



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