Provincia Deserta Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: AABCDEFBBGEFABEEBBAE BAHIEAJ AAJKGLJBJAMABA AAEJN AAAAEBABOB AAAA MAIJEJP J ABAEEBJ

At RochecoartA
Where the hills partA
in three waysB
And three valleys full of winding roadsC
Fork out to south and northD
There is a place of trees gray with lichenE
I have walked thereF
thinking of old daysB
At ChalaisB
is a pleached arbourG
Old pensioners and old protected vomenE
Have the right thereF
it is charityA
I have crept over old raftersB
peering downE
Over the DronneE
over a stream full of liliesB
Eastward the road liesB
Aubeterre is eastwardA
With a garrulous old man at the innE
I know the roads in that placeB
Mareuil to the north eastA
La TourH
There are three keeps near MareuilI
And an old womanE
glad to hear ArnautA
Glad to lend one dry clothingJ
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I have walkedA
into PerigordA
I have seen the torch flames high leapingJ
Painting the front of that churchK
Heard under the dark whirling laughterG
I have looked back over the streamL
and seen the high buildingJ
Seen the long minarets the white shaftsB
I have gone in RibeyracJ
and in SarlatA
I have climbed rickety stairs heard talk of CroyM
Walked over En Bertran's old layoutA
Have seen Narbonne and Cahors and ChalusB
Have seen Excideuil carefully fashionedA
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I have saidA
Here such a one walkedA
Here Cceur de Lion was slainE
'Here was good singingJ
'Here one man hastened his stepN
'Here one lay panting '-
I have looked south from HautefortA
thinking of Montaignac southwardA
I have lain in RocafixadaA
level with sunsetA
Have seen the copper come downE
tingeing the mountainsB
I have seen the fields pale clear as an emeraldA
Sharp peaks high spurs distant castlesB
I have said The old roads have lain hereO
'Men have gone by such valleysB
Where the great halls were closer together '-
I have seen Foix on its rock seen Toulouse andA
Aries greatly alteredA
I have seen the ruined 'Dorata'A
I have saidA
'Riquier Guido '-
I have thought of the second TroyM
Some little prized place in AuvergnatA
Two men tossing a coin one keeping a castleI
One set on the highway to singJ
He sang a womanE
Auvergne rose to the songJ
The Dauphin backed himP
'The castle to Austors '-
'Pieire kept the singingJ
A fair man and a pleasant '-
He won the ladyA
Stole her away for himself kept her against armed forceB
So ends that storyA
That age is goneE
Pieire de Maensac is goneE
I have walked over these roadsB
I have thought of them livingJ

Ezra Pound



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