The Gyres Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: ABCDCDEE FGFHIJK LMNMOMPJ

The gyres the gyres Old Rocky Face look forthA
Things thought too long can be no longer thoughtB
For beauty dies of beauty worth of worthC
And ancient lineaments are blotted outD
Irrational streams of blood are staining earthC
Empedocles has thrown all things aboutD
Hector is dead and there's a light in TroyE
We that look on but laugh in tragic joyE
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What matter though numb nightmare ride on topF
And blood and mire the sensitive body stainG
What matter Heave no sigh let no tear dropF
A greater a more gracious time has goneH
For painted forms or boxes of make upI
In ancient tombs I sighed but not againJ
What matter Out of cavern comes a voiceK
And all it knows is that one word 'Rejoice '-
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Conduct and work grow coarse and coarse the soulL
What matter Those that Rocky Face holds dearM
Lovers of horses and of women shallN
From marble of a broken sepulchreM
Or dark betwixt the polecat and the owlO
Or any rich dark nothing disinterM
The workman noble and saint and all things runP
On that unfashionable gyre againJ

William Butler Yeats



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