Advent Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: AABCCBD EEFEEDD EEEEGDCHIDIDAA D| We have tested and tasted too much lover | A |
| Through a chink too wide there comes in no wonder | A |
| But here in the Advent darkened room | B |
| Where the dry black bread and the sugarless tea | C |
| Of penance will charm back the luxury | C |
| Of a child's soul we'll return to Doom | B |
| The knowledge we stole but could not use | D |
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| And the newness that was in every stale thing | E |
| When we looked at it as children the spirit shocking | E |
| Wonder in a black slanting Ulster hill | F |
| Or the prophetic astonishment in the tedious talking | E |
| Of an old fool will awake for us and bring | E |
| You and me to the yard gate to watch the whins | D |
| And the bog holes cart tracks old stables where Time begins | D |
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| O after Christmas we'll have no need to go searching | E |
| For the difference that sets an old phrase burning | E |
| We'll hear it in the whispered argument of a churning | E |
| Or in the streets where the village boys are lurching | E |
| And we'll hear it among decent men too | G |
| Who barrow dung in gardens under trees | D |
| Wherever life pours ordinary plenty | C |
| Won't we be rich my love and I and | H |
| God we shall not ask for reason's payment | I |
| The why of heart breaking strangeness in dreeping hedges | D |
| Nor analyse God's breath in common statement | I |
| We have thrown into the dust bin the clay minted wages | D |
| Of pleasure knowledge and the conscious hour | A |
| And Christ comes with a January flower | A |
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| Submitted by Andrew Mayers | D |
Patrick Kavanagh
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Josh Gilbert: This shits wack dawg
Padraic Sammon: Kavanagh was one of the finest.The first 2 lines say it all about life...if one is inclined to be self-indulgent...which is a great way to live but life gets boring in the end..
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