The Wanderings Of Oisin: Book Ii Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: AABBCCDDEEFFGGHHIJK LLMMNNIIA OOPPQQRRROSSTTUUVVGG WUXXYYZWWZHHTA2A2THH B2TT MMMMTTTMM T TTTTMMA2A2 T C2C2 TTTD2D2TTTT E2E2GGTTF2F2G2G2TH2 TI2I2TTJ2J2G2G2WWTTD 2D2DDTTG2G2MMTM TDDTTTTMMMMK2K2MME2E 2G2G2DDL2L2M2M2PPTTT TTTMMGGDDTTN2N2TTO2O 2U TT| Now man of croziers shadows called our names | A |
| And then away away like whirling flames | A |
| And now fled by mist covered without sound | B |
| The youth and lady and the deer and hound | B |
| 'Gaze no more on the phantoms ' Niamh said | C |
| And kissed my eyes and swaying her bright head | C |
| And her bright body sang of faery and man | D |
| Before God was or my old line began | D |
| Wars shadowy vast exultant faeries of old | E |
| Who wedded men with rings of Druid gold | E |
| And how those lovers never turn their eyes | F |
| Upon the life that fades and flickers and dies | F |
| Yet love and kiss on dim shores far away | G |
| Rolled round with music of the sighing spray | G |
| Yet sang no more as when like a brown bee | H |
| That has drunk full she crossed the misty sea | H |
| With me in her white arms a hundred years | I |
| Before this day for now the fall of tears | J |
| Troubled her song | K |
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| I do not know if days | L |
| Or hours passed by yet hold the morning rays | L |
| Shone many times among the glimmering flowers | M |
| Woven into her hair before dark towers | M |
| Rose in the darkness and the white surf gleamed | N |
| About them and the horse of Faery screamed | N |
| And shivered knowing the Isle of Many Fears | I |
| Nor ceased until white Niamh stroked his ears | I |
| And named him by sweet names | A |
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| A foaming tide | O |
| Whitened afar with surge fan formed and wide | O |
| Burst from a great door matred by many a blow | P |
| From mace and sword and pole axe long ago | P |
| When gods and giants warred We rode between | Q |
| The seaweed covered pillars and the green | Q |
| And surging phosphorus alone gave light | R |
| On our dark pathway till a countless flight | R |
| Of moonlit steps glimmered and left and right | R |
| Dark statues glimmered over the pale tide | O |
| Upon dark thrones Between the lids of one | S |
| The imaged meteors had flashed and run | S |
| And had disported in the stilly jet | T |
| And the fixed stars had dawned and shone and set | T |
| Since God made Time and Death and Sleep the other | U |
| Stretched his long arm to where a misty smother | U |
| The stream churned churned and churned his lips apart | V |
| As though he told his never slumbering heart | V |
| Of every foamdrop on its misty way | G |
| Tying the horse to his vast foot that lay | G |
| Half in the unvesselled sea we climbed the stair | W |
| And climbed so long I thought the last steps were | U |
| Hung from the morning star when these mild words | X |
| Fanned the delighted air like wings of birds | X |
| 'My brothers spring out of their beds at morn | Y |
| A murmur like young partridge with loud horn | Y |
| They chase the noontide deer | Z |
| And when the dew drowned stars hang in the air | W |
| Look to long fishing lines or point and pare | W |
| An ashen hunting spear | Z |
| O sigh O fluttering sigh be kind to me | H |
| Flutter along the froth lips of the sea | H |
| And shores the froth lips wet | T |
| And stay a little while and bid them weep | A2 |
| Ah touch their blue veined eyelids if they sleep | A2 |
| And shake their coverlet | T |
| When you have told how I weep endlessly | H |
| Flutter along the froth lips of the sea | H |
| And home to me again | B2 |
| And in the shadow of my hair lie hid | T |
| And tell me that you found a man unbid | T |
| The saddest of all men ' | - |
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| A lady with soft eyes like funeral tapers | M |
| And face that seemed wrought out of moonlit vapours | M |
| And a sad mouth that fear made tremulous | M |
| As any ruddy moth looked down on us | M |
| And she with a wave rusted chain was tied | T |
| To two old eagles full of ancient pride | T |
| That with dim eyeballs stood on either side | T |
| Few feathers were on their dishevelled wings | M |
| For their dim minds were with the ancient things | M |
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| 'I bring deliverance ' pearl pale Niamh said | T |
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| 'Neither the living nor the unlabouring dead | T |
| Nor the high gods who never lived may fight | T |
| My enemy and hope demons for fright | T |
| Jabber and scream about him in the night | T |
| For he is strong and crafty as the seas | M |
| That sprang under the Seven Hazel Trees | M |
| And I must needs endure and hate and weep | A2 |
| Until the gods and demons drop asleep | A2 |
| Hearing Acdh touch thc mournful strings of gold ' | - |
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| 'Is he so dreadful ' | - |
| 'Be not over bold | T |
| But fly while still you may ' | - |
| And thereon I | C2 |
| 'This demon shall be battered till he die | C2 |
| And his loose bulk be thrown in the loud tide ' | - |
| 'Flee from him ' pearl pale Niamh weeping cried | T |
| 'For all men flee the demons' but moved not | T |
| My angry king remembering soul one jot | T |
| There was no mightier soul of Heber's line | D2 |
| Now it is old and mouse like For a sign | D2 |
| I burst the chain still earless neNeless blind | T |
| Wrapped in the things of the unhuman mind | T |
| In some dim memory or ancient mood | T |
| Still earless netveless blind the eagles stood | T |
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| And then we climbed the stair to a high door | E2 |
| A hundred horsemen on the basalt floor | E2 |
| Beneath had paced content we held our way | G |
| And stood within clothed in a misty ray | G |
| I saw a foam white seagull drift and float | T |
| Under the roof and with a straining throat | T |
| Shouted and hailed him he hung there a star | F2 |
| For no man's cry shall ever mount so far | F2 |
| Not even your God could have thrown down that hall | G2 |
| Stabling His unloosed lightnings in their stall | G2 |
| He had sat down and sighed with cumbered heart | T |
| As though His hour were come | H2 |
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| We sought the part | T |
| That was most distant from the door green slime | I2 |
| Made the way slippery and time on time | I2 |
| Showed prints of sea born scales while down through it | T |
| The captive's journeys to and fro were writ | T |
| Like a small river and where feet touched came | J2 |
| A momentary gleam of phosphorus flame | J2 |
| Under the deepest shadows of the hall | G2 |
| That woman found a ring hung on the wall | G2 |
| And in the ring a torch and with its flare | W |
| Making a world about her in the air | W |
| Passed under the dim doorway out of sight | T |
| And came again holding a second light | T |
| Burning between her fingers and in mine | D2 |
| Laid it and sighed I held a sword whose shine | D2 |
| No centuries could dim and a word ran | D |
| Thereon in Ogham letters 'Manannan' | D |
| That sea god's name who in a deep content | T |
| Sprang dripping and with captive demons sent | T |
| Out of the sevenfold seas built the dark hall | G2 |
| Rooted in foam and clouds and cried to all | G2 |
| The mightier masters of a mightier race | M |
| And at his cry there came no milk pale face | M |
| Under a crown of thorns and dark with blood | T |
| But only exultant faces | M |
| - | |
| Niamh stood | T |
| With bowed head trembling when the white blade shone | D |
| But she whose hours of tenderness were gone | D |
| Had neither hope nor fear I bade them hide | T |
| Under the shadowS till the tumults died | T |
| Of the loud crashing and earth shaking fight | T |
| Lest they should look upon some dreadful sight | T |
| And thrust the torch between the slimy flags | M |
| A dome made out of endless carven jags | M |
| Where shadowy face flowed into shadowy face | M |
| Looked down on me and in the self same place | M |
| I waited hour by hour and the high dome | K2 |
| Windowless pillarless multitudinous home | K2 |
| Of faces waited and the leisured gaze | M |
| Was loaded with the memory of days | M |
| Buried and mighty When through the great door | E2 |
| The dawn came in and glimmered on the floor | E2 |
| With a pale light I journeyed round the hall | G2 |
| And found a door deep sunken in the wall | G2 |
| The least of doors beyond on a dim plain | D |
| A little mnnel made a bubbling strain | D |
| And on the runnel's stony and bare edge | L2 |
| A dusky demon dry as a withered sedge | L2 |
| Swayed crooning to himself an unknown tongue | M2 |
| In a sad revelry he sang and swung | M2 |
| Bacchant and mournful passing to and fro | P |
| His hand along the runnel's side as though | P |
| The flowers still grew there far on the sea's waste | T |
| Shaking and waving vapour vapour chased | T |
| While high frail cloudlets fed with a green light | T |
| Like drifts of leaves immovable and bright | T |
| Hung in the passionate dawn He slowly turned | T |
| A demon's leisure eyes first white now burned | T |
| Like wings of kingfishers and he arose | M |
| Barking We trampled up and down with blows | M |
| Of sword and brazen battle axe while day | G |
| Gave to high noon and noon to night gave way | G |
| And when he knew the sword of Manannan | D |
| Amid the shades of night he changed and ran | D |
| Through many shapes I lunged at the smooth throat | T |
| Of a great eel it changed and I but smote | T |
| A fir tree roaring in its leafless top | N2 |
| And thereupon I drew the livid chop | N2 |
| Of a drowned dripping body to my breast | T |
| Horror from horror grew but when the west | T |
| Had surged up in a plumy fire I drave | O2 |
| Through heart and spine and cast him in the wave | O2 |
| Lest Niamh shudder | U |
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| Full of hope and dread | T |
| Those two came carrying wine and | T |
William Butler Yeats
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