Upon A Dying Lady Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: A B CDCDEFEF A G HIJIKIKLMLM A N OJNJBPBQRSTS B S USUST B C OVOVLCLCFWFW B X CYCYZOZA2NA2 B F FB2FZSC2SC2CBCBI | A |
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Her Courtesy | B |
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With the old kindness the old distinguished grace | C |
She lies her lovely piteous head amid dull red hair | D |
propped upon pillows rouge on the pallor of her face | C |
She would not have us sad because she is lying there | D |
And when she meets our gaze her eyes are laughter lit | E |
Her speech a wicked tale that we may vie with her | F |
Matching our broken hearted wit against her wit | E |
Thinking of saints and of petronius Arbiter | F |
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II | A |
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Curtain Artist bring her Dolls and Drawings | G |
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Bring where our Beauty lies | H |
A new modelled doll or drawing | I |
With a friend's or an enemy's | J |
Features or maybe showing | I |
Her features when a tress | K |
Of dull red hair was flowing | I |
Over some silken dress | K |
Cut in the Turkish fashion | L |
Or it may be like a boy's | M |
We have given the world our passion | L |
We have naught for death but toys | M |
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III | A |
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She turns the Dolls' Faces to the Wall | N |
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Because to day is some religious festival | O |
They had a priest say Mass and even the Japanese | J |
Heel up and weight on toe must face the wall | N |
Pedant in passion learned in old courtesies | J |
Vehement and witty she had seemed the Venetian lady | B |
Who had seemed to glide to some intrigue in her red shoes | P |
Her domino her panniered skirt copied from Longhi | B |
The meditative critic all are on their toes | Q |
Even our Beauty with her Turkish trousers on | R |
Because the priest must have like every dog his day | S |
Or keep us all awake with baying at the moon | T |
We and our dolls being but the world were best away | S |
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IV | B |
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The End of Day | S |
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She is playing like a child | U |
And penance is the play | S |
Fantastical and wild | U |
Because the end of day | S |
Shows her that some one soon | T |
Will come from the house and say Though play is but half done Come in and leave the play ' | - |
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V | B |
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Her Race | C |
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She has not grown uncivil | O |
As narrow natures would | V |
And called the pleasures evil | O |
Happier days thought good | V |
She knows herself a woman | L |
No red and white of a face | C |
Or rank raised from a common | L |
Vnreckonable race | C |
And how should her heart fail her | F |
Or sickness break her will | W |
With her dead brother's valour | F |
For an example still | W |
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VI | B |
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Her Courage | X |
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When her soul flies to the predestined dancing place | C |
I have no speech but symbol the pagan speech I made | Y |
Amid the dreams of youth let her come face to face | C |
Amid that first astonishment with Grania's shade | Y |
All but the terrors of the woodland flight forgot | Z |
That made her Diatmuid dear and some old cardinal | O |
Pacing with half closed eyelids in a sunny spot | Z |
Who had murmured of Giorgione at his latest breath | A2 |
Aye and Achilles Timor Babar Barhaim all | N |
Who have lived in joy and laughed into the face of Death | A2 |
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VII | B |
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Her Friends bring her a Christmas Tree | F |
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pardon great enemy | F |
Without an angry thought | B2 |
We've carried in our tree | F |
And here and there have bought | Z |
Till all the boughs are gay | S |
And she may look from the bed | C2 |
On pretty things that may | S |
please a fantastic head | C2 |
Give her a little grace | C |
What if a laughing eye | B |
Have looked into your face | C |
It is about to die | B |
William Butler Yeats
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