Poet Ezra Pound

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Praise Of Ysolt Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: ABCD AEF EGHIJEGGGGKG LM ABC AGN OOPP GO GPGQO OG GARBPPPOG SBDD

In vain have I strivenA
to teach my heart to bowB
In vain have I said to himC
'There be many singers greater than thou'D
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But his answer cometh as winds and as lutanyA
As a vague crying upon the nightE
That leaveth me no rest saying everF
'Song a song '-
Their echoes play upon each other in the twilightE
Seeking ever a songG
Lo I am worn with travailH
And the wandering of many roads hath made my eyesI
As dark red circles filled with dustJ
Yet there is a trembling upon me in the twilightE
And little red elf words crying A song'G
Little grey elf words crying for a songG
Little brown leaf words crying A song'G
Little green leaf words crying for a songG
The words are as leaves old brown leaves in the spring timeK
Blowing they know not whither seeking a songG
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White words as snow flakes but they are coldL
Moss words lip words words of slow streamsM
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In vain have I strivenA
to teach my soul to bowB
In vain have I pled with himC
'There be greater souls than thou '-
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For in the morn of my years there came a womanA
As moonlight callingG
As the moon calleth the tidesN
'Song a song '-
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Wherefore I made her a song and she went from meO
As the moon doth from the seaO
But still came the leaf words little brown elf wordsP
Stying 'The soul sendeth us'P
'A song a song '-
And in vain I cried unto them I have no songG
For she I sang of hath gone from me'O
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But my soul sent a woman a woman of the wonder folkG
A woman as fire upon the pine woodsP
crying 'Song a song'G
As the flame crieth unto the sapQ
My song was ablaze with her and she went from meO
As flame leaveth the embers so went she unto new forests '-
And the words were with meO
crying ever 'Song a song'G
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And I 'I have no song'G
Till my soul sent a woman as the sunA
Yea as the sun calleth to the seedR
As the spring upon the boughB
So is she that cometh the mother of songsP
She that holdeth the wonder words within her eyesP
The words little elf wordsP
that call ever unto meO
'Song a song'G
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In vain have I striven with my soulS
to teach my soul to bowB
What soul bowethD
while in his heart art thouD

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