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I	A
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Now that we're almost settled in our house	B
I'll name the friends that cannot sup with us	C
Beside a fire of turf in th' ancient tower	D
And having talked to some late hour	D
Climb up the narrow winding stair to bed	E
Discoverers of forgotten truth	F
Or mere companions of my youth	F
All all are in my thoughts to night being dead	E
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II	A
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Always we'd have the new friend meet the old	G
And we are hurt if either friend seem cold	G
And there is salt to lengthen out the smart	H
In the affections of our heart	H
And quatrels are blown up upon that head	E
But not a friend that I would bring	I
This night can set us quarrelling	I
For all that come into my mind are dead	E
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III	A
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Lionel Johnson comes the first to mind	J
That loved his learning better than mankind	J
Though courteous to the worst much falling he	K
Brooded upon sanctity	K
Till all his Greek and Latin learning seemed	L
A long blast upon the horn that brought	M
A little nearer to his thought	M
A measureless consummation that he dreamed	L
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IV	-
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And that enquiring man John Synge comes next	N
That dying chose the living world for text	N
And never could have rested in the tomb	O
But that long travelling he had come	P
Towards nightfall upon certain set apart	H
In a most desolate stony place	Q
Towards nightfall upon a race	Q
passionate and simple like his heart	H
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V	-
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And then I think of old George Pollexfen	R
In muscular youth well known to Mayo men	R
For horsemanship at meets or at racecourses	Q
That could have shown how pure bred horses	Q
And solid men for all their passion live	-
But as the outrageous stars incline	R
By opposition square and trine	R
Having grown sluggish and contemplative	-
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VI	-
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They were my close companions many a year	S
A portion of my mind and life as it were	D
And now their breathless faces seem to look	I
Out of some old picture book	I
I am accustomed to their lack of breath	T
But not that my dear friend's dear son	R
Our Sidney and our perfect man	R
Could share in that discourtesy of death	T
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VII	-
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For all things the delighted eye now sees	Q
Were loved by him the old storm broken trees	Q
That cast their shadows upon road and bridge	U
The tower set on the stream's edge	V
The ford where drinking cattle make a stir	D
Nightly and startled by that sound	W
The water hen must change her ground	W
He might have been your heartiest welcomer	D
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VIII	-
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When with the Galway foxhounds he would ride	X
From Castle Taylor to the Roxborough side	X
Or Esserkelly plain few kept his pace	Q
At Mooneen he had leaped a place	Q
So perilous that half the astonished meet	Y
Had shut their eyes and where was it	Z
He rode a race without a bit	Z
And yet his mind outran the horses' feet	Y
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IX	Q
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We dreamed that a great painter had been born	R
To cold Clare rock and Galway rock and thorn	R
To that stern colour and that delicate line	R
That are our secret discipline	R
Wherein the gazing heart doubles her might	A2
Soldier scholar horseman he	-
And yet he had the intensity	-
To have published all to be a world's delight	A2
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X	Q
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What other could so well have counselled us	Q
In all lovely intricacies of a house	Q
As he that practised or that understood	B2
All work in metal or in wood	B2
In moulded plaster or in carven stone	R
Soldier scholar horseman he	-
And all he did done perfectly	-
As though he had but that one trade alone	R
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XI	-
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Some burn dam faggots others may consume	O
The entire combustible world in one small room	O
As though dried straw and if we turn about	C2
The bare chimney is gone black out	C2
Because the work had finished in that flare	D
Soldier scholar horseman he	-
As 'twere all life's epitome	-
What made us dream that he could comb grey hair	D
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XII	-
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I had thought seeing how bitter is that wind	J
That shakes the shutter to have brought to mind	J
All those that manhood tried or childhood loved	D2
Or boyish intellect approved	E2
With some appropriatc commentaty on each	F2
Until imagination brought	M
A fitter welcome but a thought	M
Of that late death took all my heart for speech	F2

William Butler Yeats

In Memory Of Major Robert Gregory Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

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