The Municipal Gallery Revisited Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: A BCDCECFF A GHI GHJJ A KLMNOPQR STSUSUVV S WXYZWA2A2 B2C2D2E2F2C2VG2 G2H2I2H2J2H2K2K2| I | A |
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| Around me the images of thirty years | B |
| An ambush pilgrims at the water side | C |
| Casement upon trial half hidden by the bars | D |
| Guarded Griffith staring in hysterical pride | C |
| Kevin O'Higgins' countenance that wears | E |
| A gentle questioning look that cannot hide | C |
| A soul incapable of remorse or rest | F |
| A revolutionary soldier kneeling to be blessed | F |
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| II | A |
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| An Abbot or Archbishop with an upraised hand | G |
| Blessing the Tricolour 'This is not ' I say | H |
| 'The dead Ireland of my youth but an Ireland | I |
| The poets have imagined terrible and gay ' | - |
| Before a woman's portrait suddenly I stand | G |
| Beautiful and gentle in her Venetian way | H |
| I met her all but fifty years ago | J |
| For twenty minutes in some studio | J |
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| III | A |
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| Heart smitten with emotion I Sink down | K |
| My heart recovering with covered eyes | L |
| Wherever I had looked I had looked upon | M |
| My permanent or impermanent images | N |
| Augusta Gregory's son her sister's son | O |
| Hugh Lane 'onlie begetter' of all these | P |
| Hazel Lavery living and dying that tale | Q |
| As though some ballad singer had sung it all | R |
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| IV | - |
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| Mancini's portrait of Augusta Gregory | S |
| 'Greatest since Rembrandt ' according to John Synge | T |
| A great ebullient portrait certainly | S |
| But where is the brush that could show anything | U |
| Of all that pride and that humility | S |
| And I am in despair that time may bring | U |
| Approved patterns of women or of men | V |
| But not that selfsame excellence again | V |
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| V | S |
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| My mediaeval knees lack health until they bend | W |
| But in that woman in that household where | X |
| Honour had lived so long all lacking found | Y |
| Childless I thought 'My children may find here | Z |
| Deep rooted things ' but never foresaw its end | W |
| And now that end has come I have not wept | A2 |
| No fox can foul the lair the badger swept | A2 |
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| VI | - |
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| An image out of Spenser and the common tongue | B2 |
| John Synge I and Augusta Gregory thought | C2 |
| All that we did all that we said or sang | D2 |
| Must come from contact with the soil from that | E2 |
| Contact everything Antaeus like grew strong | F2 |
| We three alone in modern times had brought | C2 |
| Everything down to that sole test again | V |
| Dream of the noble and the beggar man | G2 |
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| VII | - |
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| And here's John Synge himself that rooted man | G2 |
| 'Forgetting human words ' a grave deep face | H2 |
| You that would judge me do not judge alone | I2 |
| This book or that come to this hallowed place | H2 |
| Where my friends' portraits hang and look thereon | J2 |
| Ireland's history in their lineaments trace | H2 |
| Think where man's glory most begins and ends | K2 |
| And say my glory was I had such friends | K2 |
William Butler Yeats
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