Merlin Vii Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

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By Merlin's Rock where Dagonet the foolA
Was given through many a dying afternoonB
To sit and meditate on human waysC
And ways divine Gawaine and BedivereD
Stood silent gazing down on CamelotE
The two had risen and were going homeF
It hits me sore Gawaine said BedivereD
To think on all the tumult and afflictionG
Down there and all the noise and preparationG
That hums of coming death and if my fearsH
Be born of reason of what's more than deathI
Wherefore I say to you again GawaineG
To you that this late hour is not too lateJ
For you to change yourself and change the KingK
For though the King may love me with a loveL
More tried and older and more sure may beM
Than for another for such a time as thisN
The friend who turns him to the world againG
Shall have a tongue more gracious and an eyeO
More shrewd than mine For such a time as thisN
The King must have a glamour to persuade himP
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The King shall have a glamour and anonG
Gawaine said and he shot death from his eyesQ
If you were King as Arthur is or wasR
And Lancelot had carried off your QueenG
And killed a score or so of your best knightsS
Not mentioning my two brothers whom he slewT
Unarmored and unarmed God save your witsU
Two stewards with skewers could have done as muchV
And you and I might now be rotting for itW
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But Lancelot's men were crowded they were crushedX
And there was nothing for them but to strikeY
Or die not seeing where they struck Think youT
They would have slain Gareth and GaherisU
And Tor and all those other friends of theirsU
God's mercy for the world he made I sayU
And for the blood that writes the story of itW
Gareth and Gaheris Tor and LamorakY
All dead with all the others that are deadZ
These years have made me turn to LamorakY
For counsel and now Lamorak is deadZ
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Why do you fling those two names in my faceU
'Twas Modred made an end of LamorakY
Not I and Lancelot now has done for TorD
I'll urge no king on after LancelotE
For such a two as Tor and LamorakY
Their father killed my father and their friendA2
Was Lancelot not I I'll own my faultB2
I'm living and while I've a tongue can talkY
I'll say this to the King Burn LancelotE
By inches till he give you back the QueenG
Then hang him drown him or do anythingY
To rid the world of him ' He killed my brothersU
And he was once my friend Now damn the soulC2
Of him who killed my brothers There you have meM
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You are a strong man Gawaine and your strengthD2
Goes ill where foes are You may cleave their limbsU
And heads off but you cannot damn their soulsU
What you may do now is to save their soulsU
And bodies too and like enough your ownG
Remember that King Arthur is a kingY
And where there is a king there is a kingdomE2
Is not the kingdom any more to youT
Than one brief enemy Would you see it fallF2
And the King with it for one mortal hateJ
That burns out reason Gawaine you are kingY
Today Another day may see no kingY
But Havoc if you have no other wordG2
For Arthur now than hate for LancelotE
Is not the world as large as LancelotE
Is Lancelot because one woman's eyesU
Are brighter when they look on him to sluiceU
The world with angry blood Poor flesh Poor fleshH2
And you Gawaine are you so gaffed with hateJ
You cannot leave it and so plunge awayU
To stiller places and there see for onceU
What hangs on this pernicious expeditionG
The King in his insane forgetfulnessU
Would undertake with you to drum him onG
Are you as mad as he and LancelotE
Made ravening into one man twice as madI2
As either Is the kingdom of the worldJ2
Now rocking to go down in sound and bloodK2
And ashes and sick ruin and for the sakeY
Of three men and a woman If it be soU
God's mercy for the world he made I sayU
And say again to Dagonet Sir FoolA
Your throne is empty and you may as wellL2
Sit on it and be ruler of the worldJ2
From now till supper timeM2
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Sir DagonetJ2
Appearing made reply to Bedivere'sU
Dry welcome with a famished look of painG
On which he built a smile If I were KingY
You Bedivere should be my counsellorD
And we should have no more wars over womenG
I'll sit me down and meditate on thatJ2
Gawaine for all his anger laughed a littleN2
And clapped the fool's lean shoulder for he loved himP
And was with Arthur when he made him knightJ2
Then Dagonet said on to BedivereD
As if his tongue would make a jest of sorrowD
Sometime I'll tell you what I might have doneG
Had I been Lancelot and you King ArthurD
Each having in himself the vicious essenceU
That now lives in the other and makes warD
When all men are like you and me my lordJ2
When all are rational or ricketyJ2
There may be no more war But what's here nowG
Lancelot loves the Queen and he makes warD
Of love the King being bitten to the soulC2
By love and hate that work in him togetherD
Makes war of madness Gawaine hates LancelotJ2
And he to be in tune makes war of hateJ2
Modred hates everything yet he can seeJ2
With one damned illegitimate small eyeO
His father's crown and with another like itJ2
He sees the beauty of the Queen herselfO2
He needs the two for his ambitious pleasureD
And therefore he makes war of his ambitionG
And somewhere in the middle of all thisU
There's a squeezed world that elbows for attentionG
Poor Merlin buried in BroceliandeJ2
He must have had an academic eyeO
For woman when he founded Arthur's kingdomE2
And in Broceliande he may be sorryJ2
Flutes hautboys drums and viols God be with himP
I'm glad they tell me there's another worldJ2
For this one's a disease without a doctorD
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No not so bad as that said BedivereD
The doctor like ourselves may now be learningY
And Merlin may have gauged his enterpriseU
Whatever the cost he may have paid for knowingY
We pass but many are to follow usU
And what they build may stay though I believeP2
Another age will have another MerlinG
Another Camelot and another KingY
Sir Dagonet farewellL2
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Farewell Sir KnightJ2
And you Sir Knight Gawaine you have the worldJ2
Now in your fingers an uncommon toyJ2
Albeit a small persuasion in the balanceU
With one man's hate I'm glad you're not a foolA
For then you might be rickety as I amQ2
And rational as Bedivere FarewellL2
I'll sit here and be king God save the KingY
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But Gawaine scowled and frowned and answered nothingY
As he went slowly down with BedivereD
To Camelot where Arthur's army waitedJ2
The King's word for the melancholy marchR2
To Joyous Gard where Lancelot hid the QueenG
And armed his host and there was now no joyJ2
As there was now no joy for DagonetJ2
While he sat brooding with his wan cheek bonesU
Hooked with his bony fingers Go GawaineG
He mumbled Go your way and drag the worldJ2
Along down with you What's a world or soD
To you if you can hide an ell of ironG
Somewhere in Lancelot and hear him wheezeU
And sputter once or twice before he goesU
Wherever the Queen sends him There's a manG
Who should have been a king and would have beenG
Had he been born so So should I have beenG
A king had I been born so fool or noD
King Dagonet or Dagonet the KingY
King Fool Fool King 'twere not impossibleN2
I'll meditate on that and pray for ArthurD
Who made me all I am except a foolA
Now he goes mad for love as I might goD
Had I been born a king and not a foolA
Today I think I'd rather be a foolA
Today the world is less than one scared womanG
Wherefore a field of waving men may soonG
Be shorn by Time's indifferent scythe becauseU
The King is mad The seeds of historyD
Are small but given a few gouts of warm bloodJ2
For quickening they sprout out wondrouslyA
And have a leaping growth whereof no manG
May shun such harvesting of change or deathI
Or life as may fall on him to be borneG
When I am still alive and ricketyD
And Bedivere's alive and rationalA
If he come out of this and there's a doubtJ2
The King Gawaine Modred and LancelotJ2
May all be lying underneath a weightJ2
Of bloody sheaves too heavy for their shouldersU
All spent and all dishonored and all deadJ2
And if it come to be that this be soD
And it be true that Merlin saw the truthS2
Such harvest were the best Your fool sees notJ2
So far as Merlin sees yet if he sawU
The truth why then such harvest were the bestJ2
I'll pray for Arthur I can do no moreD
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Why not for Merlin Or do you count himP
In this extreme so foreign to salvationG
That prayer would be a stranger to his nameT2
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Poor Dagonet with terror shaking himP
Stood up and saw before him an old faceU
Made older with an inch of silver beardJ2
And faced eyes more eloquent of painG
And ruin than all the faded eyes of ageU2
Till now had ever been although in themV2
There was a mystic and intrinsic peaceU
Of one who sees where men of nearer sightJ2
See nothing On their way to CamelotJ2
Gawaine and Bedivere had passed him byO
With lax attention for the pilgrim cloakY
They passed and what it hid yet Merlin sawU
Their faces and he saw the tale was trueD
That he had lately drawn from solemn strangersU
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Well Dagonet and by your leave he saidJ2
I'll rest my lonely relics for a whileA
On this rock that was mine and now is yoursU
I favor the succession for you knowD
Far more than many doctors though your doubtJ2
Is your peculiar poison I foresawU
Long since and I have latterly been toldJ2
What moves in this commotion down belowD
To show men what it means It means the endJ2
If men whose tongues had less to say to meD
Than had their shoulders are adept enoughW2
To know and you may pray for me or notJ2
Sir Friend Sir DagonetJ2
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Sir fool you meanG
Dagonet said and gazed on Merlin sadlyD
I'll never pray again for anythingY
And last of all for this that you beholdJ2
The smouldering faggot of unlovely bonesU
That God has given to me to call MyselfO2
When Merlin comes to Dagonet for prayerD
It is indeed the endJ2
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And in the endJ2
Are more beginnings Dagonet than menG
Shall name or know today It was the endJ2
Of Arthur's insubstantial majestyD
When to him and his knights the Grail foreshowedD
The quest of life that was to be the deathI
Of many and the slow discouragingY
Of many more Or do I err in thisU
No Dagonet replied there was a LightD
And Galahad in the Siege PerilousU
Alone of all on whom it fell was calmX2
There was a Light wherein men saw themselvesU
In one another as they might becomeE2
Or so they dreamed There was a long to doD
And Gawaine of all forlorn ineligiblesU
Rose up the first and cried more lustilyD
Than any after him that he should findD
The Grail or die for it though he did neitherD
For he came back as living and as fitD
For new and old iniquity as everD
Then Lancelot came back and Bors came backY
Like men who had seen more than men should seeU
And still come back They told of PercivalD
Who saw too much to make of this worn lifeY2
A long necessity and of GalahadD
Who died and is alive They all saw SomethingY
God knows the meaning or the end of itD
But they saw Something And if I've an eyeO
Small joy has the Queen been to LancelotD
Since he came back from seeing what he sawU
For though his passion hold him like hot clawsU
He's neither in the world nor out of itD
Gawaine is king though Arthur wears the crownG
And Gawaine's hate for Lancelot is the swordD
That hangs by one of Merlin's fragile hairsU
Above the world Were you to see the KingY
The frenzy that has overthrown his wisdomE2
Instead of him and his upheaving empireD
Might have an endD
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I came to see the KingY
Said Merlin like a man who labors hardD
And long with an importunate confessionG
No Dagonet you cannot tell me whyO
Although your tongue is eager with wild hopeZ2
To tell me more than I may tell myselfO2
About myself All this that was to beU
Might show to man how vain it were to wreckY
The world for self if it were all in vainG
When I began with Arthur I could seeU
In each bewildered man who dots the earthA3
A moment with his days a groping thoughtD
Of an eternal will strangely endowedD
With merciful illusions whereby selfO2
Becomes the will itself and each man swellsU
In fond accordance with his agencyU
Now Arthur Modred Lancelot and GawaineG
Are swollen thoughts of this eternal willD
Which have no other way to find the wayU
That leads them on to their inheritanceU
Than by the time infuriating flameT2
Of a wrecked empire lighted by the torchB3
Of woman who together with the lightD
That Galahad found is yet to light the worldD
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A wan smile crept across the weary faceU
Of Dagonet the fool If you knew thatD
Before your burial in BroceliandeD
No wonder your eternal will accordsU
With all your dreams of what the world requiresU
My master I may say this unto youD
Because I am a fool and fear no manG
My fear is that I've been a groping thoughtD
That never swelled enough You say the torchB3
Of woman and the light that Galahad foundD
Are some day to illuminate the worldD
I'll meditate on that The world is doneG
For me and I have been to make men laughC3
A lean thing of no shape and many capersU
I made them laugh and I could laugh anonG
Myself to see them killing one anotherD
Because a woman with corn colored hairD
Has pranked a man with horns 'Twas but a flashD3
Of chance and Lancelot the other dayD
That saved this pleasing sinner from the fireD
That she may spread for thousands Were she nowG
The cinder the King willed or were you nowG
To see the King the fire might yet go outD
But the eternal will says otherwiseU
So be it I'll assemble certain goldD
That I may say is mine and get myselfO2
Away from this accurst unhappy courtD
And in some quiet place where shepherd clownsU
And cowherds may have more respondent earsU
Than kings and kingdom builders I shall trollD
Old men to easy graves and be a childD
Again among the children of the earthA3
I'll have no more kings even though I lovedD
King Arthur who is mad as I could loveL
No other man save Merlin who is deadD
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Not wholly dead but old Merlin is oldD
The wizard shivered as he spoke and staredD
Away into the sunset where he sawU
Once more as through a cracked and cloudy glassU
A crumbling sky that held a crimson cloudD
Wherein there was a town of many towersU
All swayed and shaken in a woman's handD
This time till out of it there spilled and flashedD
And tumbled like loose jewels town towers and wallsU
And there was nothing but a crumbling skyO
That made anon of black and red and ruinG
A wild and final rain on CamelotD
He bowed and pressed his eyes Now by my soulD
I have seen this before all black and redD
Like that like that like Vivian black and redD
Like Vivian when her eyes looked into mineG
Across the cups of gold A flute was playingY
Then all was black and redD
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Another smileD
Crept over the wan face of DagonetD
Who shivered in his turn The torch of womanG
He muttered and the light that Galahad foundD
Will some day save us all as they saved MerlinG
Forgive my shivering wits but I am coldD
And it will soon be dark Will you go downG
With me to see the King or will you notD
If not I go tomorrow to the shepherdsU
The world is mad and I'm a groping thoughtD
Of your eternal will the world and IO
Are strangers and I'll have no more of itD
Except you go with me to see the KingY
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No Dagonet you cannot leave me nowG
Said Merlin sadly You and I are oldD
And as you say we fear no man God knowsU
I would not have the love that once you hadD
For me be fear of me for I am pastD
All fearing now But Fate may send a flyO
Sometimes and he may sting us to the graveE3
So driven to test our faith in what we seeU
Are you now I am coming to an endD
As Arthur's days are coming to an endD
To sting me like a fly I do not askY
Of you to say that you see what I seeU
Where you see nothing nor do I requireD
Of any man more vision than is hisU
Yet I could wish for you a larger partD
For your last entrance here than this you playD
Tonight of a sad insect stinging MerlinG
The more you sting the more he pities youD
And you were never overfond of pityU
Had you been so I doubt if Arthur's loveL
Or Gawaine's would have made of you a knightD
No Dagonet you cannot leave me nowG
Nor would you if you could You call yourselfO2
A fool because the world and you are strangersU
You are a proud man Dagonet you have sufferedD
What I alone have seen You are no foolD
And surely you are not a fly to stingY
My love to last regret Believe or notD
What I have seen or what I say to youD
But say no more to me that I am deadD
Because the King is mad and you are oldD
And I am older In BroceliandeD
Time overtook me as I knew he mustD
And I with a fond overplus of wordsU
Had warned the lady Vivian alreadyD
Before these wrinkles and this hesitancyD
Inhibiting my joints oppressed her sightD
With age and dissolution She said onceU
That she was cold and cruel but she meantD
That she was warm and kind and over wiseU
For woman in a world where men see notD
Beyond themselves She saw beyond them allD
As I did and she waited as I didD
The coming of a day when cherry blossomsU
Were to fall down all over me like snowG
In springtime I was far from CamelotD
That afternoon and I am farther nowG
From her I see no more for me to doD
Than to leave her and Arthur and the worldD
Behind me and to pray that all be wellD
With Vivian whose unquiet heart is hungryD
For what is not and what shall never beD
Without her in a world that men are makingY
Knowing not how nor caring yet to knowG
How slowly and how grievously they do itD
Though Vivian in her golden shell of exileD
Knows now and cares not knowing that she caresU
Nor caring that she knows In time to beD
The like of her shall have another nameT2
Than Vivian and her laugh shall be a fireD
Not shining only to consume itselfO2
With what it burns She knows not yet the nameT2
Of what she is for now there is no nameT2
Some day there shall be Time has many namesU
Unwritten yet for what we say is oldD
Because we are so young that it seems oldD
And this is all a part of what I sawU
Before you saw King Arthur When we partedD
I told her I should see the King againG
And having seen him might go back againG
To see her face once more But I shall seeD
No more the lady Vivian Let her loveL
What man she may no other love than mineG
Shall be an index of her memoriesU
I fear no man who may come after meD
And I see none I see her still in greenG
Beside the fountain I shall not go backY
We pay for going back and all we getD
Is one more needless ounce of weary wisdomE2
To bring away with us If I come notD
The lady Vivian will remember meD
And say I knew him when his heart was youngY
Though I have lost him now Time called him homeF
And that was as it was for much is lostD
Between Broceliande and Camelot '-
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He stared away into the west againG
Where now no crimson cloud or phantom townG
Deceived his eyes Above a living townG
There were gray clouds and ultimate suspenseU
And a cold wind was coming DagonetD
Now crouched at Merlin's feet in his dejectionG
Saw multiplying lights far down belowG
Where lay the fevered streets At length he feltD
On his lean shoulder Merlin's tragic handD
And trembled knowing that a few more daysU
Would see the last of Arthur and the firstD
Of Modred whose dark patience had attainedD
To one precarious half of what he soughtD
And even the Queen herself may fall to himP
Dagonet murmured The Queen fall to ModredD
Is that your only fear tonight said MerlinG
She may but not for long No not my fearD
For I fear nothing But I wish no fateD
Like that for any woman the King lovesU
Although she be the scourge and the end of himP
That you saw coming as I see it nowG
Dagonet shook but he would have no tearsU
He swore for any king queen knave or wizardD
Albeit he was a stranger among thoseU
Who laughed at him because he was a foolD
You said the truth I cannot leave you nowG
He stammered and was angry for the tearsU
That mocked his will and choked himP
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Merlin smiledD
Faintly and for the moment DagonetD
I need your word as one of Arthur's knightsU
That you will go on with me to the endD
Of my short way and say unto no manG
Or woman that you found or saw me hereD
No good would follow for a doubt would liveF3
Unstifled of my loyalty to himP
Whose deeds are wrought for those who are to comeE2
And many who see not what I have seenG
Or what you see tonight would prattle onG
For ever and their children after themV2
Of what might once have been had I gone downG
With you to Camelot to see the KingY
I came to see the King but why see kingsU
All this that was to be is what I sawU
Before there was an Arthur to be kingY
And so to be a mirror wherein menG
May see themselves and pause If they see notD
Or if they do see and they ponder notD
I saw but I was neither Fate nor GodD
I saw too much and this would be the endD
Were there to be end I saw myselfO2
A sight no other man has ever seenG
And through the dark that lay beyond myselfO2
I saw two fires that are to light the worldD
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On Dagonet the silent hand of MerlinG
Weighed now as living iron that held him downG
With a primeval power Doubt wondermentD
Impatience and a self accusing sorrowG
Born of an ancient love possessed and held himP
Until his love was more than he could nameT2
And he was Merlin's fool not Arthur's nowG
Say what you will I say that I'm the foolD
Of Merlin King of Nowhere which is HereD
With you for king and me for court what elseU
Have we to sigh for but a place to sleepG3
I know a tavern that will take us inG
And on the morrow I shall follow youD
Until I die for you And when I dieD
Well Dagonet the King is listeningY
And Dagonet answered hearing in the wordsU
Of Merlin a grave humor and a soundD
Of graver pity I shall die a foolD
He heard what might have been a father's laughC3
Faintly behind him and the living weightD
Of Merlin's hand was lifted They aroseU
And saying nothing found a groping wayD
Down through the gloom together Fiercer nowG
The wind was like a flying animalD
That beat the two of them incessantlyD
With icy wings and bit them as they wentD
The rock above them was an empty placeU
Where neither seer nor fool should view againG
The stricken city Colder blew the windD
Across the world and on it heavier layD
The shadow and the burden of the nightD
And there was darkness over CamelotD
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THE ENDD

Edwin Arlington Robinson



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