John Kinsella's Lament For Mr. Mary Moore Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: ABCDEFGHIJKJLIMINOPQ RJKJ SRQRQTUTTJTJ

A BLOODY and a sudden endA
Gunshot or a nooseB
For Death who takes what man would keepC
Leaves what man would loseD
He might have had my sisterE
My cousins by the scoreF
But nothing satisfied the foolG
But my dear Mary MooreH
None other knows what pleasures manI
At table or in bedJ
What shall I do for pretty girlsK
Now my old bawd is deadJ
Though stiff to strike a bargainL
Like an old Jew manI
Her bargain struck we laughed and talkedM
And emptied many a canI
And O but she had storiesN
Though not for the priest's earO
To keep the soul of man aliveP
Banish age and careQ
And being old she put a skinR
On everything she saidJ
What shall I do for pretty girlsK
Now my old bawd is deadJ
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The priests have got a book that saysS
But for Adam's sinR
Eden's Garden would be thereQ
And I there withinR
No expectation fails thereQ
No pleasing habit endsT
No man grows old no girl grows coldU
But friends walk by friendsT
Who quarrels over halfpenniesT
That plucks the trees for breadJ
What shall I do for pretty girlsT
Now my old bawd is deadJ

William Butler Yeats



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