The Hosting Of The Sidhe Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: AAABCDDCEFFEBAAB

The host is riding from KnocknareaA
And over the grave of Clooth na BareA
Caoilte tossing his burning hairA
And Niamh calling Away come awayB
Empty your heart of its mortal dreamC
The winds awaken the leaves whirl roundD
Our cheeks are pale our hair is unboundD
Our breasts are heaving our eyes are agleamC
Our arms are waving our lips are apartE
And if any gaze on our rushing bandF
We come between him and the deed of his handF
We come between him and the hope of his heartE
The host is rushing 'twixt night and dayB
And where is there hope or deed as fairA
Caoilte tossing his burning hairA
And Niamh calling Away come awayB

William Butler Yeats



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