The Woman Of Beare Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABBCAA DEFF GGHH IIJJ KKLL MMNN OOAA EEPP QQAA RSHH TTME UUVV LLTT WWAA VVVV XXTT VVYY ABBLAA| Ebbing the wave of the sea | A |
| Leaves where it wantoned before | B |
| Wan and naked the shore | B |
| Heavy the clotted weed | C |
| And my heart woe is me | A |
| Ebbs a wave of the sea | A |
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| I am the woman of Beare | D |
| Foul am I that was fair | E |
| Gold embroidered smocks I had | F |
| Now in rags am hardly clad | F |
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| Arms now so poor and thin | G |
| Staring bone and shrunken skin | G |
| Once were lustrous once caressed | H |
| Chiefs and warriors to their rest | H |
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| Not the sage's power nor lone | I |
| Splendour of an aged throne | I |
| Wealth I envy not nor state | J |
| Only women folk I hate | J |
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| On your heads while I am cold | K |
| Shines the sun of living gold | K |
| Flowers shall wreathe your necks in May | L |
| For me every month is grey | L |
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| Yours the bloom but ours the fire | M |
| Even out of dead desire | M |
| Wealth not men ye love but when | N |
| Life was in us we loved men | N |
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| Fair the men and wild the manes | O |
| Of their coursers on the plains | O |
| Wild the chariots rocked when we | A |
| Raced by them for mastery | A |
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| Lone is Femen Vacant bare | E |
| Stands in Bregon Ronan's chair | E |
| And the slow tooth of the sky | P |
| Frets the stones where my dead lie | P |
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| The wave of the great sea talks | Q |
| Through the forest winter stalks | Q |
| Not to day by wood and sea | A |
| Comes King Diarmuid here to me | A |
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| I know what my King does | R |
| Through the shivering reeds across | S |
| Fords no mortal strength may breast | H |
| He rows to how chill a rest | H |
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| Amen Time ends all | T |
| Every acorn has to fall | T |
| Bright at feasts the candles were | M |
| Dark is here the house of prayer | E |
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| I that when the hour was mine | U |
| Drank with kings the mead and wine | U |
| Drink whey water now in rags | V |
| Praying among shrivelled hags | V |
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| Amen let my drink be whey | L |
| Let me do God's wil all day | L |
| And as upon God I call | T |
| Turn my blood to angry gall | T |
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| Ebb flood and ebb I know | W |
| Well the ebb and well the flow | W |
| And the second ebb all three | A |
| Have they not come home to me | A |
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| Came the flood that had for waves | V |
| Monarchs mad to be my slaves | V |
| Crested as by foam with bounds | V |
| Of wild steeds and leaping hounds | V |
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| Comes no more that flooding tide | X |
| To my silent dark fireside | X |
| Guests are many in my hall | T |
| But a hand has touched them all | T |
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| Well is with the isle that feels | V |
| Now the ocean backward steals | V |
| But to me my ebbing blood | Y |
| Brings again no forward flood | Y |
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| Ebbing the wave of the sea | A |
| Leaves where it wantoned before | B |
| Changed past knowing the shore | B |
| Lean and lonely and grey | L |
| And far and farther from me | A |
| Ebbs the wave of the sea | A |
Stephen Gwynn
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