The Phases Of The Moon Poem Rhyme Scheme

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An old man cocked his car upon a bridge	A
He and his friend their faces to the South	B
Had trod the uneven road Their hoots were soiled	C
Their Connemara cloth worn out of shape	D
They had kept a steady pace as though their beds	E
Despite a dwindling and late risen moon	F
Were distant still An old man cocked his ear	G
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Aherne What made that Sound	H
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Robartes A rat or water hen	I
Splashed or an otter slid into the stream	J
We are on the bridge that shadow is the tower	K
And the light proves that he is reading still	L
He has found after the manner of his kind	M
Mere images chosen this place to live in	N
Because it may be of the candle light	O
From the far tower where Milton's Platonist	P
Sat late or Shelley's visionary prince	Q
The lonely light that Samuel Palmer engraved	R
An image of mysterious wisdom won by toil	S
And now he seeks in book or manuscript	T
What he shall never find	M
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Ahernc Why should not you	U
Who know it all ring at his door and speak	V
Just truth enough to show that his whole life	W
Will scarcely find for him a broken crust	P
Of all those truths that are your daily bread	X
And when you have spoken take the roads again	I
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Robartes He wrote of me in that extravagant style	Y
He had learnt from pater and to round his tale	Z
Said I was dead and dead I choose to be	A2
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Aherne Sing me the changes of the moon once more	B2
True song though speech mine author sung it me '	-
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Robartes Twenty and eight the phases of the moon	F
The full and the moon's dark and all the crescents	C2
Twenty and eight and yet but six and twenty	A2
The cradles that a man must needs be rocked in	N
For there's no human life at the full or the dark	D2
From the first crescent to the half the dream	J
But summons to adventure and the man	E2
Is always happy like a bird or a beast	F2
But while the moon is rounding towards the full	G2
He follows whatever whim's most difficult	H2
Among whims not impossible and though scarred	I2
As with the cat o' nine tails of the mind	M
His body moulded from within his body	A2
Grows comelier Eleven pass and then	I
Athene takes Achilles by the hair	J2
Hector is in the dust Nietzsche is born	K2
Because the hero's crescent is the twelfth	L2
And yet twice born twice buried grow he must	P
Before the full moon helpless as a worm	M2
The thirteenth moon but sets the soul at war	B2
In its own being and when that war's begun	N2
There is no muscle in the arm and after	K
Under the frenzy of the fourteenth moon	F
The soul begins to tremble into stillness	O2
To die into the labyrinth of itself	P2
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Aherne Sing out the song sing to the end and sing	Q2
The strange reward of all that discipline	N2
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Robartes All thought becomes an image and the soul	R2
Becomes a body that body and that soul	R2
Too perfect at the full to lie in a cradle	S2
Too lonely for the traffic of the world	T2
Body and soul cast out and cast away	U2
Beyond the visible world	T2
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Aherne All dreams of the soul	R2
End in a beautiful man's or woman's body	A2
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Robartes Have you not always known it	V2
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Aherne The song will have it	V2
That those that we have loved got their long fingers	W2
From death and wounds or on Sinai's top	X2
Or from some bloody whip in their own hands	Y2
They ran from cradle to cradle till at last	Z2
Their beauty dropped out of the loneliness	O2
Of body and soul	R2
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Robartes The lover's heart knows that	A3
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Aherne It must be that the terror in their eyes	B3
Is memory or foreknowledge of the hour	K
When all is fed with light and heaven is bare	J2
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Robartes When the moon's full those creatures of the	C3
full	G2
Are met on the waste hills by countrymen	N
Who shudder and hurry by body and soul	R2
Estranged amid the strangeness of themselves	D3
Caught up in contemplation the mind's eye	E3
Fixed upon images that once were thought	F3
For separate perfect and immovable	S2
Images can break the solitude	G3
Of lovely satisfied indifferent eyes	B3
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And thereupon with aged high pitched voice	H3
Aherne laughed thinking of the man within	N
His sleepless candle and lahorious pen	I
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Robartes And after that the crumbling of the moon	F
The soul remembering its loneliness	O2
Shudders in many cradles all is changed	I3
It would be the world's servant and as it serves	J3
Choosing whatever task's most difficult	H2
Among tasks not impossible it takes	K3
Upon the body and upon the soul	R2
The coarseness of the drudge	L3
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Aherne Before the full	G2
It sought itself and afterwards the world	T2
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Robartes Because you are forgotten half out of life	W
And never wrote a book your thought is clear	M3
Reformer merchant statesman learned man	E2
Dutiful husband honest wife by turn	N3
Cradle upon cradle and all in flight and all	O3
Deformed because there is no deformity	A2
But saves us from a dream	J
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Aherne And what of those	P3
That the last servile crescent has set free	A2
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Robartes Because all dark like those that are all light	O
They are cast beyond the verge and in a cloud	Q3
Crying to one another like the bats	R3
And having no desire they cannot tell	S3
What's good or bad or what it is to triumph	T3
At the perfection of one's own obedience	U3
And yet they speak what's blown into the mind	M
Deformed beyond deformity unformed	V3
Insipid as the dough before it is baked	W3
They change their bodies at a word	X3
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Aherne And then	I
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Rohartes When all the dough has been so kneaded up	Y3
That it can take what form cook Nature fancies	Z3
The first thin crescent is wheeled round once more	B2
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Aherne But the escape the song's not finished yet	A4
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Robartes Hunchback and Saint and Fool are the last	Z2
crescents	C2
The burning bow that once could shoot an arrow	B4
Out of the up and down the wagon wheel	C4
Of beauty's cruelty and wisdom's chatter	K
Out of that raving tide is drawn betwixt	D4
Deformity of body and of mind	M
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Aherne Were not our beds far off I'd ring the bell	S3
Stand under the rough roof timbers of the hall	O3
Beside the castle door where all is stark	D2
Austerity a place set out for wisdom	E4
That he will never find I'd play a part	F4
He would never know me after all these years	G4
But take me for some drunken countryman	N2
I'd stand and mutter there until he caught	H4
Hunchback and Sant and Fool ' and that they came	I4
Under the three last crescents of the moon	F
And then I'd stagger out He'd crack his wits	J4
Day after day yet never find the meaning	Q2
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And then he laughed to think that what seemed hard	I2
Should be so simple a bat rose from the hazels	J4
And circled round him with its squeaky cry	E3
The light in the tower window was put out	K4

William Butler Yeats

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