Merlin I Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABCDEFGHAC IJKCLMNOPCQRCMCSCCCT UVCJLLWXCYZA2BB2AW CUCOKCC2LD2E2WWF2WWG 2H2I2J2WK2CC H2L2AH2LWM2CH2H2W H2H2G2K2H2 AH2HN2XI2O2P2LH2H2Q2 WC H2WWAH2LJK2K2JN2AH2R 2W H2R2CAF2CS2WWF2WH2F2 F2 H2H2H2WWWACJL CCH2H2T2AH2H2WWWH2U2 WWWT2H2WH2WH2WH2WWWA H2A2Q2 WAH2AH2H2AH2H2F2CWH2 CQ2H2H2V2A H2AH2WAWAWLWWWCAH2H2 H2AW2 AF2CCAH2H2| Gawaine Gawaine what look ye for to see | A |
| So far beyond the faint edge of the world | B |
| D'ye look to see the lady Vivian | C |
| Pursued by divers ominous vile demons | D |
| That have another king more fierce than ours | E |
| Or think ye that if ye look far enough | F |
| And hard enough into the feathery west | G |
| Ye'll have a glimmer of the Grail itself | H |
| And if ye look for neither Grail nor lady | A |
| What look ye for to see Gawaine Gawaine | C |
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| So Dagonet whom Arthur made a knight | I |
| Because he loved him as he laughed at him | J |
| Intoned his idle presence on a day | K |
| To Gawaine who had thought himself alone | C |
| Had there been in him thought of anything | L |
| Save what was murmured now in Camelot | M |
| Of Merlin's hushed and all but unconfirmed | N |
| Appearance out of Brittany It was heard | O |
| At first there was a ghost in Arthur's palace | P |
| But soon among the scullions and anon | C |
| Among the knights a firmer credit held | Q |
| All tongues from uttering what all glances told | R |
| Though not for long Gawaine this afternoon | C |
| Fearing he might say more to Lancelot | M |
| Of Merlin's rumor laden resurrection | C |
| Than Lancelot would have an ear to cherish | S |
| Had sauntered off with his imagination | C |
| To Merlin's Rock where now there was no Merlin | C |
| To meditate upon a whispering town | C |
| Below him in the silence Once he said | T |
| To Gawaine You are young and that being so | U |
| Behold the shining city of our dreams | V |
| And of our King Long live the King said Gawaine | C |
| Long live the King said Merlin after him | J |
| Better for me that I shall not be King | L |
| Wherefore I say again Long live the King | L |
| And add God save him also and all kings | W |
| All kings and queens I speak in general | X |
| Kings have I known that were but weary men | C |
| With no stout appetite for more than peace | Y |
| That was not made for them Nor were they made | Z |
| For kings Gawaine said laughing You are young | A2 |
| Gawaine and you may one day hold the world | B |
| Between your fingers knowing not what it is | B2 |
| That you are holding Better for you and me | A |
| I think that we shall not be kings | W |
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| Gawaine | C |
| Remembering Merlin's words of long ago | U |
| Frowned as he thought and having frowned again | C |
| He smiled and threw an acorn at a lizard | O |
| There's more afoot and in the air to day | K |
| Than what is good for Camelot Merlin | C |
| May or may not know all but he said well | C2 |
| To say to me that he would not be King | L |
| Nor more would I be King Far down he gazed | D2 |
| On Camelot until he made of it | E2 |
| A phantom town of many stillnesses | W |
| Not reared for men to dwell in or for kings | W |
| To reign in without omens and obscure | F2 |
| Familiars to bring terror to their days | W |
| For though a knight and one as hard at arms | W |
| As any save the fate begotten few | G2 |
| That all acknowledged or in envy loathed | H2 |
| He felt a foreign sort of creeping up | I2 |
| And down him as of moist things in the dark | J2 |
| When Dagonet coming on him unawares | W |
| Presuming on his title of Sir Fool | K2 |
| Addressed him and crooned on till he was done | C |
| What look ye for to see Gawaine Gawaine | C |
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| Sir Dagonet you best and wariest | H2 |
| Of all dishonest men I look through Time | L2 |
| For sight of what it is that is to be | A |
| I look to see it though I see it not | H2 |
| I see a town down there that holds a king | L |
| And over it I see a few small clouds | W |
| Like feathers in the west as you observe | M2 |
| And I shall see no more this afternoon | C |
| Than what there is around us every day | H2 |
| Unless you have a skill that I have not | H2 |
| To ferret the invisible for rats | W |
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| If you see what's around us every day | H2 |
| You need no other showing to go mad | H2 |
| Remember that and take it home with you | G2 |
| And say tonight I had it of a fool | K2 |
| With no immediate obliquity | H2 |
| For this one or for that one or for me ' | - |
| Gawaine having risen eyed the fool curiously | A |
| I'll not forget I had it of a knight | H2 |
| Whose only folly is to fool himself | H |
| And as for making other men to laugh | N2 |
| And so forget their sins and selves a little | X |
| There's no great folly there So keep it up | I2 |
| As long as you've a legend or a song | O2 |
| And have whatever sport of us you like | P2 |
| Till havoc is the word and we fall howling | L |
| For I've a guess there may not be so loud | H2 |
| A sound of laughing here in Camelot | H2 |
| When Merlin goes again to his gay grave | Q2 |
| In Brittany To mention lesser terrors | W |
| Men say his beard is gone | C |
| - | |
| Do men say that | H2 |
| A twitch of an impatient weariness | W |
| Played for a moment over the lean face | W |
| Of Dagonet who reasoned inwardly | A |
| The friendly zeal of this inquiring knight | H2 |
| Will overtake his tact and leave it squealing | L |
| One of these days Gawaine looked hard at him | J |
| If I be too familiar with a fool | K2 |
| I'm on the way to be another fool | K2 |
| He mused and owned a rueful qualm within him | J |
| Yes Dagonet he ventured with a laugh | N2 |
| Men tell me that his beard has vanished wholly | A |
| And that he shines now as the Lord's anointed | H2 |
| And wears the valiance of an ageless youth | R2 |
| Crowned with a glory of eternal peace | W |
| - | |
| Dagonet smiling strangely shook his head | H2 |
| I grant your valiance of a kind of youth | R2 |
| To Merlin but your crown of peace I question | C |
| For though I know no more than any churl | A |
| Who pinches any chambermaid soever | F2 |
| In the King's palace I look not to Merlin | C |
| For peace when out of his peculiar tomb | S2 |
| He comes again to Camelot Time swings | W |
| A mighty scythe and some day all your peace | W |
| Goes down before its edge like so much clover | F2 |
| No it is not for peace that Merlin comes | W |
| Without a trumpet and without a beard | H2 |
| If what you say men say of him be true | F2 |
| Nor yet for sudden war | F2 |
| - | |
| Gawaine for a moment | H2 |
| Met then the ambiguous gaze of Dagonet | H2 |
| And making nothing of it looked abroad | H2 |
| As if at something cheerful on all sides | W |
| And back again to the fool's unasking eyes | W |
| Well Dagonet if Merlin would have peace | W |
| Let Merlin stay away from Brittany | A |
| Said he with admiration for the man | C |
| Whom Folly called a fool And we have known him | J |
| We knew him once when he knew everything | L |
| - | |
| He knew as much as God would let him know | C |
| Until he met the lady Vivian | C |
| I tell you that for the world knows all that | H2 |
| Also it knows he told the King one day | H2 |
| That he was to be buried and alive | T2 |
| In Brittany and that the King should see | A |
| The face of him no more Then Merlin sailed | H2 |
| Away to Vivian in Broceliande | H2 |
| Where now she crowns him and herself with flowers | W |
| And feeds him fruits and wines and many foods | W |
| Of many savors and sweet ortolans | W |
| Wise books of every lore of every land | H2 |
| Are there to fill his days if he require them | U2 |
| And there are players of all instruments | W |
| Flutes hautboys drums and viols and she sings | W |
| To Merlin till he trembles in her arms | W |
| And there forgets that any town alive | T2 |
| Had ever such a name as Camelot | H2 |
| So Vivian holds him with her love they say | W |
| And he who has no age has not grown old | H2 |
| I swear to nothing but that's what they say | W |
| That's being buried in Broceliande | H2 |
| For too much wisdom and clairvoyancy | W |
| But you and all who live Gawaine have heard | H2 |
| This tale or many like it more than once | W |
| And you must know that Love when Love invites | W |
| Philosophy to play plays high and wins | W |
| Or low and loses And you say to me | A |
| If Merlin would have peace let Merlin stay | H2 |
| Away from Brittany ' Gawaine you are young | A2 |
| And Merlin's in his grave | Q2 |
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| Merlin said once | W |
| That I was young and it's a joy for me | A |
| That I am here to listen while you say it | H2 |
| Young or not young if that be burial | A |
| May I be buried long before I die | H2 |
| I might be worse than young I might be old | H2 |
| Dagonet answered and without a smile | A |
| Somehow I fancy Merlin saying that | H2 |
| A fancy a mere fancy Then he smiled | H2 |
| And such a doom as his may be for you | F2 |
| Gawaine should your untiring divination | C |
| Delve in the veiled eternal mysteries | W |
| Too far to be a pleasure for the Lord | H2 |
| And when you stake your wisdom for a woman | C |
| Compute the woman to be worth a grave | Q2 |
| As Merlin did and say no more about it | H2 |
| But Vivian she played high Oh very high | H2 |
| Flutes hautboys drums and viols and her love | V2 |
| Gawaine farewell | A |
| - | |
| Farewell Sir Dagonet | H2 |
| And may the devil take you presently | A |
| He followed with a vexed and envious eye | H2 |
| And with an arid laugh Sir Dagonet's | W |
| Departure till his gaunt obscurity | A |
| Was cloaked and lost amid the glimmering trees | W |
| Poor fool he murmured Or am I the fool | A |
| With all my fast ascendency in arms | W |
| That ominous clown is nearer to the King | L |
| Than I am yet and God knows what he knows | W |
| And what his wits infer from what he sees | W |
| And feels and hears I wonder what he knows | W |
| Of Lancelot or what I might know now | C |
| Could I have sunk myself to sound a fool | A |
| To springe a friend No I like not this day | H2 |
| There's a cloud coming over Camelot | H2 |
| Larger than any that is in the sky | H2 |
| Or Merlin would be still in Brittany | A |
| With Vivian and the viols It's all too strange | W2 |
| - | |
| And later when descending to the city | A |
| Through unavailing casements he could hear | F2 |
| The roaring of a mighty voice within | C |
| Confirming fervidly his own conviction | C |
| It's all too strange and half the world's half crazy | A |
| He scowled Well I agree with Lamorak | H2 |
| He frowned and passed And I like not this day | H2 |
Edwin Arlington Robinson
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