A Woman Young And Old Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABCDEDFGHG AI JKLKMINIDOPQHIRI AE MSTUUSVWREERXXRTTR YHYZRA2RA2TRTR T E B2C2PC2RD2E2F2G2H2I2 H2 E J2XXJ2K2K2K2CCL2M2DL 2N2N2N2SS UO2RRO2RK2RCRK2N2P2M 2CR Q2 R2Q2S2Q2S2I2SST2DU2V 2W2DX2X2Y2F2Y2F2Z2H2 K2K2A3B3XC3D3B3SS RE N2CE3N2NN2F3J2E3J2G3 J2 R RH3RV2KN2KSK RU PQ2OQ2N2 I3DJ3K3 L3N2M3M3M3 N2D RN3RRRRN3RN2M3N2M3M3 M3M3M3| I | A |
| FATHER AND CHILD | B |
| SHE hears me strike the board and say | C |
| That she is under ban | D |
| Of all good men and women | E |
| Being mentioned with a man | D |
| That has the worst of all bad names | F |
| And thereupon replies | G |
| That his hair is beautiful | H |
| Cold as the March wind his eyes | G |
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| II | A |
| BEFORE THE WORLD WAS MADE | I |
| - | |
| IF I make the lashes dark | J |
| And the eyes more bright | K |
| And the lips more scarlet | L |
| Or ask if all be right | K |
| From mirror after mirror | M |
| No vanity's displayed | I |
| I'm looking for the face I had | N |
| Before the world was made | I |
| What if I look upon a man | D |
| As though on my beloved | O |
| And my blood be cold the while | P |
| And my heart unmoved | Q |
| Why should he think me cruel | H |
| Or that he is betrayed | I |
| I'd have him love the thing that was | R |
| Before the world was made | I |
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| III | A |
| A FIRST CONFESSION | E |
| - | |
| I ADMIT the briar | M |
| Entangled in my hair | S |
| Did not injure me | T |
| My blenching and trembling | U |
| Nothing but dissembling | U |
| Nothing but coquetry | S |
| I long for truth and yet | V |
| I cannot stay from that | W |
| My better self disowns | R |
| For a man's attention | E |
| Brings such satisfaction | E |
| To the craving in my bones | R |
| Brightness that I pull back | X |
| From the Zodiac | X |
| Why those questioning eyes | R |
| That are fixed upon me | T |
| What can they do but shun me | T |
| If empty night replies | R |
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| IV | - |
| HER TRIUMPH | - |
| - | |
| I DID the dragon's will until you came | Y |
| Because I had fancied love a casual | H |
| Improvisation or a settled game | Y |
| That followed if I let the kerchief fall | Z |
| Those deeds were best that gave the minute wings | R |
| And heavenly music if they gave it wit | A2 |
| And then you stood among the dragon rings | R |
| I mocked being crazy but you mastered it | A2 |
| And broke the chain and set my ankles free | T |
| Saint George or else a pagan Perseus | R |
| And now we stare astonished at the sea | T |
| And a miraculous strange bird shrieks at us | R |
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| V | T |
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| CONSOLATION | E |
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| O BUT there is wisdom | B2 |
| In what the sages said | C2 |
| But stretch that body for a while | P |
| And lay down that head | C2 |
| Till I have told the sages | R |
| Where man is comforted | D2 |
| How could passion run so deep | E2 |
| Had I never thought | F2 |
| That the crime of being born | G2 |
| Blackens all our lot | H2 |
| But where the crime's committed | I2 |
| The crime can be forgot | H2 |
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| VI | - |
| CHOSEN | E |
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| THE lot of love is chosen I learnt that much | J2 |
| Struggling for an image on the track | X |
| Of the whirling Zodiac | X |
| Scarce did he my body touch | J2 |
| Scarce sank he from the west | K2 |
| Or found a subtetranean rest | K2 |
| On the maternal midnight of my breast | K2 |
| Before I had marked him on his northern way | C |
| And seemed to stand although in bed I lay | C |
| I struggled with the horror of daybreak | L2 |
| I chose it for my lot If questioned on | M2 |
| My utmost pleasure with a man | D |
| By some new married bride I take | L2 |
| That stillness for a theme | N2 |
| Where his heart my heart did seem | N2 |
| And both adrift on the miraculous stream | N2 |
| Where wrote a learned astrologer | S |
| The Zodiac is changed into a sphere | S |
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| VII | - |
| PARTING | U |
| i He Dear I must be gone | O2 |
| While night Shuts the eyes | R |
| Of the household spies | R |
| That song announces dawn | O2 |
| i She No night's bird and love's | R |
| Bids all true lovers rest | K2 |
| While his loud song reproves | R |
| The murderous stealth of day | C |
| i He Daylight already flies | R |
| From mountain crest to crest | K2 |
| i She That light is from the moom | N2 |
| i He That bird | P2 |
| i She Let him sing on | M2 |
| I offer to love's play | C |
| My dark declivities | R |
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| VIII | - |
| HER VISION IN THE WOOD | Q2 |
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| DRY timber under that rich foliage | R2 |
| At wine dark midnight in the sacred wood | Q2 |
| Too old for a man's love I stood in rage | S2 |
| Imagining men Imagining that I could | Q2 |
| A greater with a lesser pang assuage | S2 |
| Or but to find if withered vein ran blood | I2 |
| I tore my body that its wine might cover | S |
| Whatever could rccall the lip of lover | S |
| And after that I held my fingers up | T2 |
| Stared at the wine dark nail or dark that ran | D |
| Down every withered finger from the top | U2 |
| But the dark changed to red and torches shone | V2 |
| And deafening music shook the leaves a troop | W2 |
| Shouldered a litter with a wounded man | D |
| Or smote upon the string and to the sound | X2 |
| Sang of the beast that gave the fatal wound | X2 |
| All stately women moving to a song | Y2 |
| With loosened hair or foreheads grief distraught | F2 |
| It seemed a Quattrocento painter's throng | Y2 |
| A thoughtless image of Mantegna's thought | F2 |
| Why should they think that are for ever young | Z2 |
| Till suddenly in grief's contagion caught | H2 |
| I stared upon his blood bedabbled breast | K2 |
| And sang my malediction with the rest | K2 |
| That thing all blood and mire that beast torn wreck | A3 |
| Half turned and fixed a glazing eye on mine | B3 |
| And though love's bitter sweet had all come back | X |
| Those bodies from a picture or a coin | C3 |
| Nor saw my body fall nor heard it shriek | D3 |
| Nor knew drunken with singing as with wine | B3 |
| That they had brought no fabulous symbol there | S |
| But my heart's victim and its torturer | S |
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| IX | R |
| A LAST CONFESSION | E |
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| WHAT lively lad most pleasured me | N2 |
| Of all that with me lay | C |
| I answer that I gave my soul | E3 |
| And loved in misery | N2 |
| But had great pleasure with a lad | N |
| That I loved bodily | N2 |
| Flinging from his arms I laughed | F3 |
| To think his passion such | J2 |
| He fancied that I gave a soul | E3 |
| Did but our bodies touch | J2 |
| And laughed upon his breast to think | G3 |
| Beast gave beast as much | J2 |
| I gave what other women gave | - |
| 'That stepped out of their clothes | R |
| But when this soul its body off | - |
| Naked to naked goes | R |
| He it has found shall find therein | H3 |
| What none other knows | R |
| And give his own and take his own | V2 |
| And rule in his own right | K |
| And though it loved in misery | N2 |
| Close and cling so tight | K |
| There's not a bird of day that dare | S |
| Extinguish that delight | K |
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| X | R |
| MEETING | U |
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| HIDDEN by old age awhile | P |
| In masker's cloak and hood | Q2 |
| Each hating what the other loved | O |
| Face to face we stood | Q2 |
| 'That I have met with such ' said he | N2 |
| 'Bodes me little good ' | - |
| 'Let others boast their fill ' said I | - |
| 'But never dare to boast | I3 |
| That such as I had such a man | D |
| For lover in the past | J3 |
| Say that of living men I hate | K3 |
| Such a man the most ' | - |
| 'A loony'd boast of such a love ' | - |
| He in his rage declared | L3 |
| But such as he for such as me | N2 |
| Could we both discard | M3 |
| This beggarly habiliment | M3 |
| Had found a sweeter word | M3 |
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| XI | N2 |
| FROM THE 'ANTIGONE' | D |
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| OVERCOME O bitter sweetness | R |
| Inhabitant of the soft cheek of a girl | N3 |
| The rich man and his affairs | R |
| The fat flocks and the fields' fatness | R |
| Mariners rough harvesters | R |
| Overcome Gods upon Parnassus | R |
| Overcome the Empyrean hurl | N3 |
| Heaven and Earth out of their places | R |
| That in the Same calamity | N2 |
| Brother and brother friend and friend | M3 |
| Family and family | N2 |
| City and city may contend | M3 |
| By that great glory driven wild | M3 |
| Pray I will and sing I must | M3 |
| And yet I weep Oedipus' child | M3 |
| Descends into the loveless dust | M3 |
William Butler Yeats
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