The Statues Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABCDCEFF GHIHJHHH KLKMKLHH NONONOHH| Pythagoras planned it Why did the people stare | A |
| His numbers though they moved or seemed to move | B |
| In marble or in bronze lacked character | C |
| But boys and girls pale from the imagined love | D |
| Of solitary beds knew what they were | C |
| That passion could bring character enough | E |
| And pressed at midnight in some public place | F |
| Live lips upon a plummet measured face | F |
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| No Greater than Pythagoras for the men | G |
| That with a mallet or a chisel modelled these | H |
| Calculations that look but casual flesh put down | I |
| All Asiatic vague immensities | H |
| And not the banks of oars that swam upon | J |
| The many headed foam at Salamis | H |
| Europe put off that foam when Phidias | H |
| Gave women dreams and dreams their looking glass | H |
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| One image crossed the many headed sat | K |
| Under the tropic shade grew round and slow | L |
| No Hamlet thin from eating flies a fat | K |
| Dreamer of the Middle Ages Empty eyeballs knew | M |
| That knowledge increases unreality that | K |
| Mirror on mirror mirrored is all the show | L |
| When gong and conch declare the hour to bless | H |
| Grimalkin crawls to Buddha's emptiness | H |
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| When Pearse summoned Cuchulain to his side | N |
| What stalked through the post Office What intellect | O |
| What calculation number measurement replied | N |
| We Irish born into that ancient sect | O |
| But thrown upon this filthy modern tide | N |
| And by its formless spawning fury wrecked | O |
| Climb to our proper dark that we may trace | H |
| The lineaments of a plummet measured face | H |
William Butler Yeats
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