Pan The Fallen Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABCBDEFE DGHGIJDJ KLFLIMNM OEPEQRSR TUVUOWGW KULUAXWX YZRA2AB2LB2 DLBLC2D2GD2He wandered into the market | A |
With pipes and goatish hoof | B |
He wandered in a grotesque shape | C |
And no one stood aloof | B |
For the children crowded round him | D |
The wives and greybeards too | E |
To crack their jokes and have their mirth | F |
And see what Pan would do | E |
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The Pan he was they knew him | D |
Part man but mostly beast | G |
Who drank and lied and snatched what bones | H |
Men threw him from their feast | G |
Who seemed in sin so merry | I |
So careless in his woe | J |
That men despised scarce pitied him | D |
And still would have it so | J |
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He swelled his pipes and thrilled them | K |
And drew the silent tear | L |
He made the gravest clack with mirth | F |
By his sardonic leer | L |
He blew his pipes full sweetly | I |
At their amused demands | M |
And caught the scornful earth flung pence | N |
That fell from careless hands | M |
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He saw the mob's derision | O |
And took it kindly too | E |
And when an epithet was flung | P |
A coarser back he threw | E |
But under all the masking | Q |
Of a brute unseemly part | R |
I looked and saw a wounded soul | S |
And a god like breaking heart | R |
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And back of the elfin music | T |
The burlesque clownish play | U |
I knew a wail that the weird pipes made | V |
A look that was far away | U |
A gaze into some far heaven | O |
Whence a soul had fallen down | W |
But the mob only saw the grotesque beast | G |
And the antics of the clown | W |
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For scant flung pence he paid them | K |
With mirth and elfin play | U |
Till tired for a time of his antics queer | L |
They passed and went their way | U |
Then there in the empty market | A |
He ate his scanty crust | X |
And tired face turned to heaven down | W |
He laid him in the dust | X |
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And over his wild strange features | Y |
A softer light there fell | Z |
And on his worn earth driven heart | R |
A peace ineffable | A2 |
And the moon rose over the market | A |
But Pan the beast was dead | B2 |
While Pan the god lay silent there | L |
With his strange distorted head | B2 |
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And the people when they found him | D |
Stood still with awesome fear | L |
No more they saw the beast's rude hoof | B |
The furtive clownish leer | L |
But the lightest in that audience | C2 |
Went silent from the place | D2 |
For they knew the look of a god released | G |
That shone from his dead face | D2 |
William Wilfred Campbell
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