Ego Dominus Tuus Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: ABCDEFG HIJ H KLMNOPQ RSTUEV TWXHYZEA2ZB2C2D2ZZZE 2 ZD2F2Z G2FH2FZH2ZZI2AJ2 ZZH2 ZK2ZL2ZZZM2N2 O2CH2P2H2 CH2H2ZAQ2H2TH2ZZR2S2

Hic On the grey sand beside the shallow streamA
Under your old wind beaten tower where stillB
A lamp burns on beside the open bookC
That Michael Robartes left you walk in the moonD
And though you have passed the best of life still traceE
Enthralled by the unconquerable delusionF
Magical shapesG
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Ille By the help of an imageH
I call to my own opposite summon allI
That I have handled least least looked uponJ
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Hic And I would find myself and not an imageH
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Ille That is our modern hope and by its lightK
We have lit upon the gentle sensitive mindL
And lost the old nonchalance of the handM
Whether we have chosen chisel pen or brushN
We are but critics or but half createO
Timid entangled empty and abashedP
Lacking the countenance of our friendsQ
-
Hic And yetR
The chief imagination of ChristendomS
Dante Alighieri so utterly found himselfT
That he has made that hollow face of hisU
More plain to the mind's eye than any faceE
But that of ChristV
-
Ille And did he find himselfT
Or was the hunger that had made it hollowW
A hunger for the apple on the boughX
Most out of reach and is that spectral imageH
The man that Lapo and that Guido knewY
I think he fashioned from his oppositeZ
An image that might have been a stony faceE
Staring upon a Bedouin's horse hair roofA2
From doored and windowed cliff or half upturnedZ
Among the coarse grass and the camel dungB2
He set his chisel to the hardest stoneC2
Being mocked by Guido for his lecherous lifeD2
Derided and deriding driven outZ
To climb that stair and eat that bitter breadZ
He found the unpersuadable justice he foundZ
The most exalted lady loved by a manE2
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Hic Yet surely there are men who have made their artZ
Out of no tragic war lovers of lifeD2
Impulsive men that look for happinessF2
And sing when t hey have found itZ
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Ille No not singG2
For those that love the world serve it in actionF
Grow rich popular and full of influenceH2
And should they paint or write still it is actionF
The struggle of the fly in marmaladeZ
The rhetorician would deceive his neighboursH2
The sentimentalist himself while artZ
Is but a vision of realityZ
What portion in the world can the artist haveI2
Who has awakened from the common dreamA
But dissipation and despairJ2
-
Hic And yetZ
No one denies to Keats love of the worldZ
Remember his deliberate happinessH2
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Ille His art is happy but who knows his mindZ
I see a schoolboy when I think of himK2
With face and nose pressed to a sweet shop windowZ
For certainly he sank into his graveL2
His senses and his heart unsatisfiedZ
And made being poor ailing and ignorantZ
Shut out from all the luxury of the worldZ
The coarse bred son of a livery stable keeperM2
Luxuriant songN2
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Hic Why should you leave the lampO2
Burning alone beside an open bookC
And trace these characters upon the sandsH2
A style is found by sedentary toilP2
And by the imitation of great mastersH2
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Ille Because I seek an image not a bookC
Those men that in their writings are most wiseH2
Own nothing but their blind stupefied heartsH2
I call to the mysterious one who yetZ
Shall walk the wet sands by the edge of the streamA
And look most like me being indeed my doubleQ2
And prove of all imaginable thingsH2
The most unlike being my anti selfT
And standing by these characters discloseH2
All that I seek and whisper it as thoughZ
He were afraid the birds who cry aloudZ
Their momentary cries before it is dawnR2
Would carry it away to blasphemous menS2

William Butler Yeats



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