La Fraisne Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABBC DEEF GCCH IHJKLK M KNNF OOJJHJHPNNQJE EAR JJJSJ A TD A DAJUFor I was a gaunt grave councillor | A |
Being in all things wise and very old | B |
But I have put aside this folly and the cold | B |
That old age weareth for a cloak | C |
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I was quite strong at least they said so | D |
The young men at the sword play | E |
But I have put aside this folly being gay | E |
In another fashion that more suiteth me | F |
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I have curled 'mid the boles of the ash wood | G |
I have hidden my face where the oak | C |
Spread his leaves over me and the yoke | C |
Of the old ways of men have I cast aside | H |
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By the still pool of Mar nan otha | I |
Have I found me a bride | H |
That was a dog wood tree some syne | J |
She hath called me from mine old ways | K |
She hath hushed my rancour of council | L |
Bidding me praise | K |
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Naught but the wind that flutters in the leaves | M |
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She hath drawn me from mine old ways | K |
Till men say that I am mad | N |
But I have seen the sorrow of men and am glad | N |
For I know that the wailing and bitterness are a folly | F |
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And I I have put aside all folly and all grief | O |
I wrapped my tears in an ellum leaf | O |
And left them under a stone | J |
And now men call me mad because I have thrown | J |
All folly from me putting it aside | H |
To leave the old barren ways of men | J |
Because my bride | H |
Is a pool of the wood and | P |
Though all men say that I am mad | N |
It is only that I am glad | N |
Very glad for my bride hath toward me a great love | Q |
That is sweeter than the love of women | J |
That plague and burn and drive one away | E |
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Aie e 'Tis true that I am gay | E |
Quite gay for I have her alone here | A |
And no man troubleth us | R |
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Once when I was among the young men | J |
And they said I was quite strong among the young men | J |
Once there was a woman | J |
but I forget she was | S |
I hope she will not come again | J |
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I do not remember | A |
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I think she hurt me once but | T |
That was very long ago | D |
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I do not like to remember things any more | A |
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I like one little band of winds that blow | D |
In the ash trees here | A |
For we are quite alone | J |
Here 'mid the ash trees | U |
Ezra Pound
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