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 P3Q3D2ZR3YD

Shepherd That cry's from the first cuckoo of the yearA
I wished before it ceasedB
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Goatherd Nor bird nor beastB
Could make me wish for anything this dayC
Being old but that the old alone might dieD
And that would be against God's providenceE
Let the young wish But what has brought you hereF
Never until this moment have we metG
Where my goats browse on the scarce grass or leapH
From stone to StoneI
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Shepherd I am looking for strayed sheepH
Something has troubled me and in my rroubleJ
I let them stray I thought of rhyme aloneI
For rhme can beat a measure out of troubleJ
And make the daylight sweet once more but whenK
I had driven every rhyme into its PlaceL
The sheep had gone from theirsM
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Goatherd I know right wellJ
What turned so good a shepherd from his chargeN
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Shepherd He that was best in every country sportO
And every country craft and of us allJ
Most courteous to slow age and hasty youthP
Is deadQ
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Goatherd The boy that brings my griddle cakeR
Brought the bare newsS
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Shepherd He had thrown the crook awayC
And died in the great war beyond the seaT
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Goatherd He had often played his pipes among my hillsU
And when he played it was their lonelinessV
The exultation of their stone that diedW
Under his fingersX
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Shepherd I had it from his motherY
And his own flock was browsing at the doorZ
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Goatherd How does she bear her grief There is not aA2
shepherdB2
But grows more gentle when he speaks her nameC2
Remembering kindness done and how can ID
That found when I had neither goat nor grazingD2
New welcome and old wisdom at her fireY
Till winter blasts were gone but speak of herY
Even before his children and his wifeE2
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Shepherd She goes about her house erect and calmF2
Between the pantry and the linen chestG2
Or else at meadow or at grazing overlooksH2
Her labouring men as though her darling livedI2
But for her grandson now there is no changeJ2
But such as I have Seen upon her faceL
Watching our shepherd sports at harvest timeK2
When her son's turn was overY
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Goatherd Sing your songL2
I too have rhymed my reveries but youthP
Is hot to show whatever it has foundM2
And till that's done can neither work nor waitN2
Old goatherds and old goats if in all elseO2
Youth can excel them in accomplishmentP2
Are learned in waitingD2
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Shepherd You cannot but have seenQ2
That he alone had gathered up no gearA
Set carpenters to work on no wide tableJ
On no long bench nor lofty milking shedQ
As others will when first they take possessionR2
But left the house as in his father's timeK2
As though he knew himself as it were a cuckooS2
No settled man And now that he is goneT2
There's nothing of him left but half a scoreZ
Of sorrowful austere sweet lofty pipe tunesU2
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Goatherd You have put the thought in rhymeK2
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Shepherd I worked all dayC
And when 'twas done so little had I doneR2
That maybe I am sorry' in plain proseV2
Had Sounded better to your mountain fancyT
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He singsW2
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Like the speckled bird that steersX2
Thousands of leagues overseaT
And runs or a while half fliesY2
On his yellow legs through our meadowsV2
He stayed for a while and weT
Had scarcely accustomed our earsX2
To his speech at the break of dayC
Had scarcely accustomed our eyesY2
To his shape at the rinsing poolJ
Among the evening shadowsV2
When he vanished from ears and eyesY2
I might have wished on the dayC
He came but man is a fool '-
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Goatherd You sing as always of the natural lifeE2
And I that made like music in my youthP
Hearing it now have sighed for that young manZ2
And certain lost companions of my ownI
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Shepherd They say that on your barren mountain ridgeA3
You have measured out the road that the soul treadsB3
When it has vanished from our natural eyesY2
That you have talked with apparitionsC3
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Goatherd IndeedD3
My daily thoughts since the first stupor of youthP
Have found the path my goats' feet cannot findE3
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Shepherd Sing for it may be that your thoughts haveF3
pluckedG3
Some medicable herb to make our griefH3
Less bitterY
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Goatherd They have brought me from that ridgeA3
Seed pods and flowers that are not all wild poppyT
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SingsW2
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He grows younger every secondI3
That were all his birthdays reckonedI3
Much too solemn seemedJ3
Because of what he had dreamedJ3
Or the ambitions that he servedK3
Much too solemn and reservedK3
Jaunting journeyingD2
To his own dayspringD2
He unpacks the loaded pernI
Of all 'twas pain or joy to learnI
Of all that he had madeL3
The outrageous war shall fadeL3
At some old winding whitethorn rootM3
He'll practise on the shepherd's fluteM3
Or on the close cropped grassN3
Court his shepherd lassN3
Or put his heart into some gameC2
Till daytime playtime seem the sameC2
Knowledge he shall unwindE3
Through victories of the mindE3
Till clambering at the cradle sideW
He dreams himself hsi mother's prideW
All knowledge lost in tranceO3
Of sweeter ignorance '-
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Shepherd When I have shut these ewes and this old ramP3
Into the fold we'll to the woods and thereQ3
Cut out our rhymes on strips of new torn barkD2
But put no name and leave them at her doorZ
To know the mountain and the valley have grievedR3
May be a quiet thought to wife and motherY
And children when they spring up shoulder highD

William Butler Yeats



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