Sailing To Byzantium Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: A BCDCDEFF A GHGHGHII A JKJLJMNN OGOOOOII

IA
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That is no country for old men The youngB
In one another's arms birds in the treesC
Those dying generations at their songD
The salmon falls the mackerel crowded seasC
Fish flesh or fowl commend all summer longD
Whatever is begotten born and diesE
Caught in that sensual music all neglectF
Monuments of unageing intellectF
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IIA
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An aged man is but a paltry thingG
A tattered coat upon a stick unlessH
Soul clap its hands and sing and louder singG
For every tatter in its mortal dressH
Nor is there singing school but studyingG
Monuments of its own magnificenceH
And therefore I have sailed the seas and comeI
To the holy city of ByzantiumI
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IIIA
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O sages standing in God's holy fireJ
As in the gold mosaic of a wallK
Come from the holy fire perne in a gyreJ
And be the singing masters of my soulL
Consume my heart away sick with desireJ
And fastened to a dying animalM
It knows not what it is and gather meN
Into the artifice of eternityN
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Once out of nature I shall never takeO
My bodily form from any natural thingG
But such a form as Grecian goldsmiths makeO
Of hammered gold and gold enamellingO
To keep a drowsy Emperor awakeO
Or set upon a golden bough to singO
To lords and ladies of ByzantiumI
Of what is past or passing or to comeI

William Butler Yeats



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