Shepherd And Goatherd Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: AB BCDEFGHI HJIJKLM JN OJPQ RS CT UVWX YZ A2B2C2DD2YYE2 F2G2H2I2J2LK2Y L2PM2N2O2P2D2 Q2AJQR2K2S2T2ZU2 K2 CR2V2T W2 X2TY2V2TX2CY2JV2Y2C E2PZ2I A3B3Y2C3 D3PE3 F3G3H3Y A3T W2 I3I3J3J3K3K3D2D2IIL3 L3M3M3N3N3C2C2E3E3WW O3 P3Q3D2ZR3YDShepherd That cry's from the first cuckoo of the year | A |
I wished before it ceased | B |
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Goatherd Nor bird nor beast | B |
Could make me wish for anything this day | C |
Being old but that the old alone might die | D |
And that would be against God's providence | E |
Let the young wish But what has brought you here | F |
Never until this moment have we met | G |
Where my goats browse on the scarce grass or leap | H |
From stone to Stone | I |
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Shepherd I am looking for strayed sheep | H |
Something has troubled me and in my rrouble | J |
I let them stray I thought of rhyme alone | I |
For rhme can beat a measure out of trouble | J |
And make the daylight sweet once more but when | K |
I had driven every rhyme into its Place | L |
The sheep had gone from theirs | M |
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Goatherd I know right well | J |
What turned so good a shepherd from his charge | N |
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Shepherd He that was best in every country sport | O |
And every country craft and of us all | J |
Most courteous to slow age and hasty youth | P |
Is dead | Q |
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Goatherd The boy that brings my griddle cake | R |
Brought the bare news | S |
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Shepherd He had thrown the crook away | C |
And died in the great war beyond the sea | T |
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Goatherd He had often played his pipes among my hills | U |
And when he played it was their loneliness | V |
The exultation of their stone that died | W |
Under his fingers | X |
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Shepherd I had it from his mother | Y |
And his own flock was browsing at the door | Z |
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Goatherd How does she bear her grief There is not a | A2 |
shepherd | B2 |
But grows more gentle when he speaks her name | C2 |
Remembering kindness done and how can I | D |
That found when I had neither goat nor grazing | D2 |
New welcome and old wisdom at her fire | Y |
Till winter blasts were gone but speak of her | Y |
Even before his children and his wife | E2 |
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Shepherd She goes about her house erect and calm | F2 |
Between the pantry and the linen chest | G2 |
Or else at meadow or at grazing overlooks | H2 |
Her labouring men as though her darling lived | I2 |
But for her grandson now there is no change | J2 |
But such as I have Seen upon her face | L |
Watching our shepherd sports at harvest time | K2 |
When her son's turn was over | Y |
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Goatherd Sing your song | L2 |
I too have rhymed my reveries but youth | P |
Is hot to show whatever it has found | M2 |
And till that's done can neither work nor wait | N2 |
Old goatherds and old goats if in all else | O2 |
Youth can excel them in accomplishment | P2 |
Are learned in waiting | D2 |
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Shepherd You cannot but have seen | Q2 |
That he alone had gathered up no gear | A |
Set carpenters to work on no wide table | J |
On no long bench nor lofty milking shed | Q |
As others will when first they take possession | R2 |
But left the house as in his father's time | K2 |
As though he knew himself as it were a cuckoo | S2 |
No settled man And now that he is gone | T2 |
There's nothing of him left but half a score | Z |
Of sorrowful austere sweet lofty pipe tunes | U2 |
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Goatherd You have put the thought in rhyme | K2 |
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Shepherd I worked all day | C |
And when 'twas done so little had I done | R2 |
That maybe I am sorry' in plain prose | V2 |
Had Sounded better to your mountain fancy | T |
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He sings | W2 |
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Like the speckled bird that steers | X2 |
Thousands of leagues oversea | T |
And runs or a while half flies | Y2 |
On his yellow legs through our meadows | V2 |
He stayed for a while and we | T |
Had scarcely accustomed our ears | X2 |
To his speech at the break of day | C |
Had scarcely accustomed our eyes | Y2 |
To his shape at the rinsing pool | J |
Among the evening shadows | V2 |
When he vanished from ears and eyes | Y2 |
I might have wished on the day | C |
He came but man is a fool ' | - |
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Goatherd You sing as always of the natural life | E2 |
And I that made like music in my youth | P |
Hearing it now have sighed for that young man | Z2 |
And certain lost companions of my own | I |
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Shepherd They say that on your barren mountain ridge | A3 |
You have measured out the road that the soul treads | B3 |
When it has vanished from our natural eyes | Y2 |
That you have talked with apparitions | C3 |
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Goatherd Indeed | D3 |
My daily thoughts since the first stupor of youth | P |
Have found the path my goats' feet cannot find | E3 |
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Shepherd Sing for it may be that your thoughts have | F3 |
plucked | G3 |
Some medicable herb to make our grief | H3 |
Less bitter | Y |
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Goatherd They have brought me from that ridge | A3 |
Seed pods and flowers that are not all wild poppy | T |
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Sings | W2 |
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He grows younger every second | I3 |
That were all his birthdays reckoned | I3 |
Much too solemn seemed | J3 |
Because of what he had dreamed | J3 |
Or the ambitions that he served | K3 |
Much too solemn and reserved | K3 |
Jaunting journeying | D2 |
To his own dayspring | D2 |
He unpacks the loaded pern | I |
Of all 'twas pain or joy to learn | I |
Of all that he had made | L3 |
The outrageous war shall fade | L3 |
At some old winding whitethorn root | M3 |
He'll practise on the shepherd's flute | M3 |
Or on the close cropped grass | N3 |
Court his shepherd lass | N3 |
Or put his heart into some game | C2 |
Till daytime playtime seem the same | C2 |
Knowledge he shall unwind | E3 |
Through victories of the mind | E3 |
Till clambering at the cradle side | W |
He dreams himself hsi mother's pride | W |
All knowledge lost in trance | O3 |
Of sweeter ignorance ' | - |
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Shepherd When I have shut these ewes and this old ram | P3 |
Into the fold we'll to the woods and there | Q3 |
Cut out our rhymes on strips of new torn bark | D2 |
But put no name and leave them at her door | Z |
To know the mountain and the valley have grieved | R3 |
May be a quiet thought to wife and mother | Y |
And children when they spring up shoulder high | D |
William Butler Yeats
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