The Three Beggars Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: ABCBDED EFGFGH HIJ JKLML NOPQGRRRSTSU RKRVRVRWKW KXRYRZRZRKRKR RA2RXRKR

'Though to my feathers in the wetA
I have stood here from break of dayB
I have not found a thing to eatC
For only rubbish comes my wayB
Am I to live on lebeen lone 'D
Muttered the old crane of GortE
'For all my pains on lebeen lone 'D
-
King Guaire walked amid his courtE
The palace yard and river sideF
And there to three old beggars saidG
'You that have wandered far and wideF
Can ravel out what's in my headG
Do men who least desire get mostH
Or get the most who most desire '-
A beggar said 'They get the mostH
Whom man or devil cannot tireI
And what could make their muscles tautJ
Unless desire had made them so '-
But Guaire laughed with secret thoughtJ
'If that be true as it seems trueK
One of you three is a rich manL
For he shall have a thousand poundsM
Who is first asleep if but he canL
Sleep before the third noon sounds '-
And thereon merry as a birdN
With his old thoughts King Guaire wentO
From river side and palace yardP
And left them to their argumentQ
'And if I win ' one beggar saidG
'Though I am old I shall persuadeR
A pretty girl to share my bed'R
The second 'I shall learn a trade'R
The third 'I'll hurry' to the courseS
Among the other gentlemenT
And lay it all upon a horse'S
The second 'I have thought againU
A farmer has more dignity '-
One to another sighed and criedR
The exorbitant dreams of beggaryK
That idleness had borne to prideR
Sang through their teeth from noon to noonV
And when the sccond twilight broughtR
The frenzy of the beggars' moonV
None closed his blood shot eyes but soughtR
To keep his fellows from their sleepW
All shouted till their anger grewK
And they were whirling in a heapW
-
They mauled and bit the whole night throughK
They mauled and bit till the day shoneX
They mauled and bit through all that dayR
And till another night had goneY
Or if they made a moment's stayR
They sat upon their heels to railZ
And when old Guaire came and stoodR
Before the three to end this taleZ
They were commingling lice and bloodR
'Time's up ' he cried and all the threeK
With blood shot eyes upon him staredR
'Time's up ' he eried and all the threeK
Fell down upon the dust and snoredR
-
'Maybe I shall be lucky yetR
Now they are silent ' said the craneA2
'Though to my feathers in the wetR
I've stood as I were made of stoneX
And seen the rubbish run aboutR
It's certain there are trout somewhereK
And maybe I shall take a troutR
but I do not seem to care '-

William Butler Yeats



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