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I sat on cushioned otter skin	A
My word was law from Ith to Emain	A
And shook at Inver Amergin	A
The hearts of the world troubling seamen	A
And drove tumult and war away	B
From girl and boy and man and beast	C
The fields grew fatter day by day	B
The wild fowl of the air increased	C
And every ancient Ollave said	D
While he bent down his fading head	D
'He drives away the Northern cold '	E
They will not hush the leaves a flutter round me the beech leaves old	F
	-
I sat and mused and drank sweet wine	A
A herdsman came from inland valleys	G
Crying the pirates drove his swine	A
To fill their dark beaked hollow galleys	G
I called my battle breaking men	A
And my loud brazen battle cars	H
From rolling vale and rivery glen	A
And under the blinking of the stars	H
Fell on the pirates by the deep	I
And hurled them in the gulph of sleep	I
These hands won many a torque of gold	F
They will not hush the leaves a flutter round me the beech leaves old	F
	-
But slowly as I shouting slew	J
And trampled in the bubbling mire	K
In my most secret spirit grew	J
A whirling and a wandering fire	L
I stood keen stars above me shone	A
Around me shone keen eyes of men	A
I laughed aloud and hurried on	A
By rocky shore and rushy fen	A
I laughed because birds fluttered by	M
And starlight gleamed and clouds flew high	M
And rushes waved and waters rolled	F
They will not hush the leaves a flutter round me the beech leaves old	F
	-
And now I wander in the woods	N
When summer gluts the golden bees	G
Or in autumnal solitudes	G
Arise the leopard coloured trees	G
Or when along the wintry strands	G
The cormorants shiver on their rocks	G
I wander on and wave my hands	G
And sing and shake my heavy locks	G
The grey wolf knows me by one ear	O
I lead along the woodland deer	P
The hares run by me growing bold	F
They will not hush the leaves a flutter round me the beech leaves old	F
	-
I came upon a little town	A
That slumbered in the harvest moon	A
And passed a tiptoe up and down	A
Murmuring to a fitful tune	A
How I have followed night and day	B
A tramping of tremendous feet	Q
And saw where this old tympan lay	B
Deserted on a doorway seat	Q
And bore it to the woods with me	R
Of some inhuman misery	R
Our married voices wildly trolled	Q
They will not hush the leaves a flutter round me the beech leaves old	Q
	-
I sang how when day's toil is done	A
Orchil shakes out her long dark hair	S
That hides away the dying sun	A
And sheds faint odours through the air	S
When my hand passed from wire to wire	L
It quenched with sound like falling dew	Q
The whirling and the wandering fire	L
But lift a mournful ulalu	B
For the kind wires are torn and still	B
And I must wander wood and hill	B
Through summer's heat and winter's cold	Q
They will not hush the leaves a flutter round me the beech leaves old	Q

William Butler Yeats

The Madness Of King Goll Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

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