The Man And The Echo Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: A BCDDEFGGHHIJKKLLMM N M A OOPQRRSSTTUVWWXYHH NH A ZZA2A2B2B2C2D2IE2| Man | A |
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| IN a cleft that's christened Alt | B |
| Under broken stone I halt | C |
| At the bottom of a pit | D |
| That broad noon has never lit | D |
| And shout a secret to the stone | E |
| All that I have said and done | F |
| Now that I am old and ill | G |
| Turns into a question till | G |
| I lie awake night after night | H |
| And never get the answers right | H |
| Did that play of mine send out | I |
| Certain men the English shot | J |
| Did words of mine put too great strain | K |
| On that woman's reeling brain | K |
| Could my spoken words have checked | L |
| That whereby a house lay wrecked | L |
| And all seems evil until I | M |
| Sleepless would lie down and die | M |
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| Echo | N |
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| Lie down and die | M |
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| Man | A |
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| That were to shirk | O |
| The spiritual intellect's great work | O |
| And shirk it in vain There is no release | P |
| In a bodkin or disease | Q |
| Nor can there be work so great | R |
| As that which cleans man's dirty slate | R |
| While man can still his body keep | S |
| Wine or love drug him to sleep | S |
| Waking he thanks the Lord that he | T |
| Has body and its stupidity | T |
| But body gone he sleeps no more | U |
| And till his intellect grows sure | V |
| That all's arranged in one clear view | W |
| pursues the thoughts that I pursue | W |
| Then stands in judgment on his soul | X |
| And all work done dismisses all | Y |
| Out of intellect and sight | H |
| And sinks at last into the night | H |
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| Echo | N |
| Into the night | H |
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| Man | A |
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| O Rocky Voice | Z |
| Shall we in that great night rejoice | Z |
| What do we know but that we face | A2 |
| One another in this place | A2 |
| But hush for I have lost the theme | B2 |
| Its joy or night seem but a dream | B2 |
| Up there some hawk or owl has struck | C2 |
| Dropping out of sky or rock | D2 |
| A stricken rabbit is crying out | I |
| And its cry distracts my thought | E2 |
William Butler Yeats
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