Coole Park And Ballylee Poem Rhyme Scheme

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I meditate upon a swallow's flight	A
Upon a aged woman and her house	B
A sycamore and lime tree lost in night	A
Although that western cloud is luminous	C
Great works constructed there in nature's spite	A
For scholars and for poets after us	C
Thoughts long knitted into a single thought	D
A dance like glory that those walls begot	D
There Hyde before he had beaten into prose	E
That noble blade the Muses buckled on	F
There one that ruffled in a manly pose	E
For all his timid heart there that slow man	G
That meditative man John Synge and those	E
Impetuous men Shawe Taylor and Hugh Lane	H
Found pride established in humility	I
A scene well Set and excellent company	I
They came like swallows and like swallows went	J
And yet a woman's powerful character	K
Could keep a Swallow to its first intent	J
And half a dozen in formation there	L
That seemed to whirl upon a compass point	M
Found certainty upon the dreaming air	L
The intellectual sweetness of those lines	N
That cut through time or cross it withershins	N
Here traveller scholar poet take your stand	O
When all those rooms and passages are gone	P
When nettles wave upon a shapeless mound	Q
And saplings root among the broken stone	R
And dedicate eyes bent upon the ground	Q
Back turned upon the brightness of the sun	S
And all the sensuality of the shade	T
A moment's memory to that laurelled head	U
Under my window ledge the waters race	N
Otters below and moor hens on the top	V
Run for a mile undimmed in Heaven's face	N
Then darkening through dark' Raftery's cellar' drop	V
Run underground rise in a rocky place	N
In Coole demesne and there to finish up	W
Spread to a lake and drop into a hole	X
What's water but the generated soul	X
Upon the border of that lake's a wood	Y
Now all dry sticks under a wintry sun	S
And in a copse of beeches there I stood	Y
For Nature's pulled her tragic buskin on	F
And all the rant's a mirror of my mood	Z
At sudden thunder of the mounting swan	F
I turned about and looked where branches break	A2
The glittering reaches of the flooded lake	A2
Another emblem there That stormy white	A
But seems a concentration of the sky	B2
And like the soul it sails into the sight	A
And in the morning's gone no man knows why	B2
And is so lovely that it sets to right	A
What knowledge or its lack had set awry	B2
So atrogantly pure a child might think	C2
It can be murdered with a spot of ink	C2
Sound of a stick upon the floor a sound	Q
From somebody that toils from chair to chair	L
Beloved books that famous hands have bound	Q
Old marble heads old pictures everywhere	L
Great rooms where travelled men and children found	Q
Content or joy a last inheritor	K
Where none has reigned that lacked a name and fame	D2
Or out of folly into folly came	D2
A spot whereon the founders lived and died	E2
Seemed once more dear than life ancestral trees	N
Or gardens rich in memory glorified	E2
Marriages alliances and families	N
And every bride's ambition satisfied	E2
Where fashion or mere fantasy decrees	N
We shift about all that great glory spent	J
Like some poor Arab tribesman and his tent	J
We were the last romantics chose for theme	F2
Traditional sanctity and loveliness	N
Whatever's written in what poets name	D2
The book of the people whatever most can bless	N
The mind of man or elevate a rhyme	G2
But all is changed that high horse riderless	N
Though mounted in that saddle Homer rode	H2
Where the swan drifts upon a darkening flood	I2

William Butler Yeats

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