The Fisherman Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: ABACDEDEFGFGHIJJKLMN DODO PEQEFRFRJSJSJTJ

Although I can see him stillA
The freckled man who goesB
To a grey place on a hillA
In grey Connemara clothesC
At dawn to cast his fliesD
It's long since I beganE
To call up to the eyesD
This wise and simple manE
All day I'd looked in the faceF
What I had hoped 'twould beG
To write for my own raceF
And the realityG
The living men that I hateH
The dead man that I lovedI
The craven man in his seatJ
The insolent unreprovedJ
And no knave brought to bookK
Who has won a drunken cheerL
The witty man and his jokeM
Aimed at the commonest earN
The clever man who criesD
The catch cries of the clownO
The beating down of the wiseD
And great Art beaten downO
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Maybe a twelvemonth sinceP
Suddenly I beganE
In scorn of this audienceQ
Imagining a manE
And his sun freckled faceF
And grey Connemara clothR
Climbing up to a placeF
Where stone is dark under frothR
And the down turn of his wristJ
When the flies drop in the streamS
A man who does not existJ
A man who is but a dreamS
And cried 'Before I am oldJ
I shall have written him oneT
poem maybe as coldJ
And passionate as the dawn '-

William Butler Yeats



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