In Memory Of W.b. Yeats Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis


He disappeared in the dead of winterB
The brooks were frozen the airports almost desertedC
The snow disfigured the public statuesD
The mercury sank in the mouth of the dying dayE
What instruments we have agreeF
The day of his death was a dark cold dayE
Far from his illnessG
The wolves ran on through the evergreen forestsH
The peasant river was untempted by the fashionable quaysH
By mourning tonguesH
The death of the poet was kept from his poemsH
But for him it was his last afternoon as himselfI
An afternoon of nurses and rumoursH
The provinces of his body revoltedC
The squares of his mind were emptyF
Silence invaded the suburbsH
The current of his feeling failed he became his admirersH
Now he is scattered among a hundred citiesH
And wholly given over to unfamiliar affectionsH
To find his happiness in another kind of woodJ
And be punished under a foreign code of conscienceH
The words of a dead manK
Are modified in the guts of the livingL
But in the importance and noise of to morrowM
When the brokers are roaring like beasts on the floor of the BourseH
And the poor have the sufferings to which they are fairly accustomedN
And each in the cell of himself is almost convinced of his freedomO
A few thousand will think of this dayE
As one thinks of a day when one did something slightly unusualP
What instruments we have agreeF
The day of his death was a dark cold dayE
You were silly like us your gift survived it allQ
The parish of rich women physical decayE
Yourself Mad Ireland hurt you into poetryF
Now Ireland has her madness and her weather stillR
For poetry makes nothing happen it survivesH
In the valley of its making where executivesH
Would never want to tamper flows on southS
From ranches of isolation and the busy griefsH
Raw towns that we believe and die in it survivesH
A way of happening a mouthS
Earth receive an honoured guestT
William Yeats is laid to restT
Let the Irish vessel lieA
Emptied of its poetryF
In the nightmare of the darkU
All the dogs of Europe barkU
And the living nations waitV
Each sequestered in its hateV
Intellectual disgraceH
Stares from every human faceH
And the seas of pity lieA
Locked and frozen in each eyeA
Follow poet follow rightW
To the bottom of the nightW
With your unconstraining voiceH
Still persuade us to rejoiceH
With the farming of a verseH
Make a vineyard of the curseH
Sing of human unsuccessH
In a rapture of distressH
In the deserts of the heartX
Let the healing fountains startX
In the prison of his daysH
Teach the free man how to praiseH

W. H. Auden


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