Fergus And The Druid Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABCDEBF C GHIJKL C MNOHP Q RS TUVW MX YZ MCFNKA2B2C2MR| Fergus This whole day have I followed in the rocks | A |
| And you have changed and flowed from shape to shape | B |
| First as a raven on whose ancient wings | C |
| Scarcely a feather lingered then you seemed | D |
| A weasel moving on from stone to stone | E |
| And now at last you wear a human shape | B |
| A thin grey man half lost in gathering night | F |
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| Druid What would you king of the proud Red Branch kings | C |
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| Fergus This would I say most wise of living souls | G |
| Young subtle Conchubar sat close by me | H |
| When I gave judgment and his words were wise | I |
| And what to me was burden without end | J |
| To him seemed easy so I laid the crown | K |
| Upon his head to cast away my sorrow | L |
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| Druid What would you king of the proud Red Branch kings | C |
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| Fergus A king and proud and that is my despair | M |
| I feast amid my people on the hill | N |
| And pace the woods and drive my chariot wheels | O |
| In the white border of the murmuring sea | H |
| And still I feel the crown upon my head | P |
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| Druid What would you Fergus | Q |
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| Fergus Be no more a king | R |
| But learn the dreaming wisdom that is yours | S |
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| Druid Look on my thin grey hair and hollow cheeks | T |
| And on these hands that may not lift the sword | U |
| This body trembling like a wind blown reed | V |
| No woman's loved me no man sought my help | W |
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| Fergus A king is but a foolish labourer | M |
| Who wastes his blood to be another's dream | X |
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| Druid Take if you must this little bag of dreams | Y |
| Unloose the cord and they will wrap you round | Z |
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| Fergus I see my life go drifting like a river | M |
| From change to change I have been many things | C |
| A green drop in the surge a gleam of light | F |
| Upon a sword a fir tree on a hill | N |
| An old slave grinding at a heavy quern | K |
| A king sitting upon a chair of gold | A2 |
| And all these things were wonderful and great | B2 |
| But now I have grown nothing knowing all | C2 |
| Ah Druid Druid how great webs of sorrow | M |
| Lay hidden in the small slate coloured thing | R |
William Butler Yeats
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