Those Dancing Days Are Gone Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: ABCDEFEF GHGHIFEF JKJLIFEF

Come let me sing into your earA
Those dancing days are goneB
All that silk and satin gearC
Crouch upon a stoneD
Wrapping that foul body upE
In as foul a ragF
I carry the sun in a golden cupE
The moon in a silver bagF
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Curse as you may I sing it throughG
What matter if the knaveH
That the most could pleasure youG
The children that he gaveH
Are somewhere sleeping like a topI
Under a marble flagF
I carry the sun in a golden cupE
The moon in a silver bagF
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I thought it out this very dayJ
Noon upon the clockK
A man may put pretence awayJ
Who leans upon a stickL
May sing and sing until he dropI
Whether to maid or hagF
I carry the sun in a golden cupE
The moon in a silver bagF

William Butler Yeats



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