Her Vision In The Wood Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: ABCBCDEE FGHIJGKK LMLMNOPP QRSTURVE

Dry timber under that rich foliageA
At wine dark midnight in the sacred woodB
Too old for a man's love I stood in rageC
Imagining men Imagining that I couldB
A greater with a lesser pang assuageC
Or but to find if withered vein ran bloodD
I tore my body that its wine might coverE
Whatever could rccall the lip of loverE
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And after that I held my fingers upF
Stared at the wine dark nail or dark that ranG
Down every withered finger from the topH
But the dark changed to red and torches shoneI
And deafening music shook the leaves a troopJ
Shouldered a litter with a wounded manG
Or smote upon the string and to the soundK
Sang of the beast that gave the fatal woundK
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All stately women moving to a songL
With loosened hair or foreheads grief distraughtM
It seemed a Quattrocento painter's throngL
A thoughtless image of Mantegna's thoughtM
Why should they think that are for ever youngN
Till suddenly in grief's contagion caughtO
I stared upon his blood bedabbled breastP
And sang my malediction with the restP
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That thing all blood and mire that beast torn wreckQ
Half turned and fixed a glazing eye on mineR
And though love's bitter sweet had all come backS
Those bodies from a picture or a coinT
Nor saw my body fall nor heard it shriekU
Nor knew drunken with singing as with wineR
That they had brought no fabulous symbol thereV
But my heart's victim and its torturerE

William Butler Yeats



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