The Gardener Xlii: O Mad, Superbly Drunk Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABCDEBFGHIJKLLMNOBPL QLRLSTRLLUVUUWLLXXBY ZLA2B2UNLLLO mad superbly drunk | A |
If you kick open your doors and | B |
play the fool in public | C |
If you empty your bag in a night | D |
and snap your fingers at prudence | E |
If you walk in curious paths and | B |
play with useless things | F |
Reck not rhyme or reason | G |
If unfurling your sails before the | H |
storm you snap the rudder in two | I |
Then I will follow you comrade | J |
and be drunken and go to the dogs | K |
I have wasted my days and nights | L |
in the company of steady wise neighbours | L |
Much knowing has turned my hair | M |
grey and much watching has made | N |
my sight dim | O |
For years I have gathered and | B |
heaped up scraps and fragments of | P |
things | L |
Crush them and dance upon them | Q |
and scatter them all to the winds | L |
For I know 'tis the height of wisdom | R |
to be drunken and go the dogs | L |
Let all crooked scruples vanish | S |
let me hopelessly lose my way | T |
Let a gust of wild giddiness come | R |
and sweep me away from my anchors | L |
The world is peopled with worthies | L |
and workers useful and clever | U |
There are men who are easily first | V |
and men who come decently after | U |
Let them be happy and prosper | U |
and let me be foolishly futile | W |
For I know 'tis the end of all works | L |
to be drunken and go to the dogs | L |
I swear to surrender this moment | X |
all claims to the ranks of the decent | X |
I let go my pride of learning and | B |
judgment of right and of wrong | Y |
I'll shatter memory's vessel scattering | Z |
the last drop of tears | L |
With the foam of the berry red | A2 |
wine I will bathe and brighten my | B2 |
laughter | U |
The badge of the civil and staid | N |
I'll tear into shreds for the nonce | L |
I'll take the holy vow to be worthless | L |
to be drunken and go to the dogs | L |
Rabindranath Tagore
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