Words For Music Perhaps Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

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I CRAZY JANE AND THE BISHOPA
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BRING me to the blasted oakB
That I midnight upon the strokeB
All find safety in the tombC
May call down curses on his headD
Because of my dear Jack that's deadD
Coxcomb was the least he saidD
The solid man and the coxcombC
Nor was he Bishop when his banE
Banished Jack the JourneymanE
All find safety in the tombC
Nor so much as parish priestF
Yet he an old book in his fistG
Cried that we lived like beast and beastF
The solid man and the coxcombC
The Bishop has a skin God knowsH
Wrinkled like the foot of a gooseI
All find safety in the tombC
Nor can he hide in holy blackJ
The heron's hunch upon his backJ
But a birch tree stood my JackJ
The solid man and the coxcombC
Jack had my virginityK
And bids me to the oak for heK
all find safety in the tombC
Wanders out into the nightL
And there is shelter under itM
But should that other come I spitM
The solid man and the coxcombC
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II CRAZY JANE REPROVEDM
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I CARE not what the sailors sayN
All those dreadful thunder stonesO
All that storm that blots the dayN
Can but show that Heaven yawnsP
Great Europa played the foolQ
That changed a lover for a bullR
Fol de rol fol de rolS
To round that shell's elaborate whorlT
Adorning every secret trackJ
With the delicate mother of pearlT
Made the joints of Heaven crackJ
So never hang your heart uponU
A roaring ranting journeymanE
Fol de rol fol de rolS
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III CRAZY JANE ON THE DAY OF JUDGMENTM
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'LOVE is allV
UnsatisfiedM
That cannot take the wholeS
Body and soul'S
And that is what Jane saidM
'Take the sourW
If you take meC
I can scoff and lourX
And scold for an hour '-
'That's certainly the case ' said heC
'Naked I layS
The grass my bedM
Naked and hidden awayS
That black day'M
And that is what Jane saidM
'What can be shownY
What true love beC
All could be known or shownY
If Time were but gone '-
'That's certainly the case ' said heC
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IV CRAZY JANE AND JACK THE JOURNEYMANE
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I KNOW although when looks meetM
I tremble to the boneY
The more I leave the door unlatchedM
The sooner love is goneZ
For love is but a skein unwoundM
Between the dark and dawnZ
A lonely ghost the ghost isA2
That to God shall comeC
I love's skein upon the groundM
My body in the tombC
Shall leap into the light lostM
In my mother's wombC
But were I left to lie aloneY
In an empty bedM
The skein so bound us ghost to ghostM
When he turned his headM
passing on the road that nightM
Mine must walk when deadM
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V CRAZY JANE ON GODM
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THAT lover of a nightM
Came when he wouldM
Went in the dawning lightM
Whether I would or noB2
Men come men goB2
All things remain in GodM
Banners choke the skyC2
Men at arms treadM
Armoured horses neighD2
In the narrow passE2
All things remain in GodM
Before their eyes a houseF2
That from childhood stoodM
Uninhabited ruinousG2
Suddenly lit upA
From door to topH2
All things remain in GodM
I had wild Jack for a loverW
Though like a roadM
That men pass overW
My body makes no moanY
But sings onU
All things remain in GodM
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VI CRAZY JANE TALKS WITH THE BISHOPA
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I MET the Bishop on the roadM
And much said he and IC2
'Those breasts are flat and fallen nowI2
Those veins must soon be dryC2
Live in a heavenly mansionJ2
Not in some foul sty '-
'Fair and foul are near of kinK2
And fair needs foul ' I criedM
'My friends are gone but that's a truthL2
Nor grave nor bed deniedM
Learned in bodily lowlinessG2
And in the heart's prideM
'A woman can be proud and stiffD2
When on love intentM
But Love has pitched his mansion inK2
The place of excrementM
For nothing can be sole or wholeS
That has not been rent '-
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VII CRAZY JANE GROWN OLD LOOKS AT THE DANCERSG2
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I FOUND that ivory image thereM2
Dancing with her chosen youthL2
But when he wound her coal black hairM2
As though to strangle her no screamC
Or bodily movement did I dareM2
Eyes under eyelids did so gleamC
Love is like the lion's toothL2
When She and though some said she playedM
I said that she had danced heart's truthL2
Drew a knife to strike him deadM
I could but leave him to his fateM
For no matter what is saidM
They had all that had their hateM
Love is like the lion's toothL2
Did he die or did she dieC2
Seemed to die or died they bothN2
God be with the times when IC2
Cared not a thraneen for what chancedC2
So that I had the limbs to tryC2
Such a dance as there was dancedC2
Love is like the lion's toothL2
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VIII GIRL'S SONGO2
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I WENT out aloneY
To sing a song or twoP2
My fancy on a manE
And you know whoP2
Another came in sightC2
That on a stick reliedC2
To hold himself uprightC2
I sat and criedC2
And that was all my songO2
When everything is toldC2
Saw I an old man youngQ2
Or young man oldC2
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IX YOUNG MAN'S SONGO2
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'SHE will change ' I criedC2
'Into a withered crone '-
The heart in my sideC2
That so still had lainR2
In noble rage repliedC2
And beat upon the boneY
'Uplift those eyes and throwB2
Those glances unafraidC2
She would as bravely showB2
Did all the fabric fadeC2
No withered crone I sawG2
Before the world was made '-
Abashed by that reportC2
For the heart cannot lieC2
I knelt in the dirtC2
And all shall bend the kneeC
To my offended heartC2
Until it pardon meC
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X HER ANXIETYC
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EARTH in beauty dressedC2
Awaits returning springS2
All true love must dieC2
Alter at the bestC2
Into some lesser thingS2
Prove that I lieC2
Such body lovers haveD2
Such exacting breathT2
That they touch or sighC2
Every touch they giveD2
Love is nearer deathT2
Prove that I lieC2
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XI HIS CONFIDENCEG2
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UNDYING love to buyC2
I wrote uponU
The corners of this eyeC2
All wrongs doneJ2
What payment were enoughD2
For undying loveD2
I broke my heart in twoP2
So hard I struckU2
What matter for I knowB2
That out of rockV2
Out of a desolate sourceG2
Love leaps upon its courseG2
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XII LOVE'S LONELINESSG2
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OLD fathers great grandfathersG2
Rise as kindred shouldC2
If ever lover's lonelinessG2
Came where you stoodC2
Pray that Heaven protect usG2
That protect your bloodC2
The mountain throws a shadowB2
Thin is the moon's hornW2
What did we rememberW
Under the ragged thornW2
Dread has followed longingS2
And our hearts are tornW2
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XIII HER DREAMC
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I DREAMED as in my bed I layS
All night's fathomless wisdom comeC
That I had shorn my locks awayS
And laid them on Love's lettered tombC
But something bore them out of sightC2
In a great tumult of the airM2
And after nailed upon the nightC2
Berenice's burning hairM2
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XIV HIS BARGAINJ2
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WHO talks of Plato's spindleS
What set it whirling roundC2
Eternity may dwindleS
Time is unwoundC2
Dan and Jerry LoutC2
Change their loves aboutC2
However they may take itC2
Before the thread beganE
I made and may not break itC2
When the last thread has runJ2
A bargain with that hairM2
And all the windings thereM2
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XV THREE THINGSG2
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'O CRUEL Death give three things back '-
Sang a bone upon the shoreX2
'A child found all a child can lackJ
Whether of pleasure or of restC2
Upon the abundance of my breast'C2
A bone wave whitened and dried in the windC2
'Three dear things that women know '-
Sang a bhone upon the shoreX2
'A man if I but held him soB2
When my body was aliveD2
Found all the pleasure that life gave'D2
A bone wave whitened and dried in the windC2
'The third thing that I think of yet '-
Sang a bone upon the shoreX2
'Is that morning when I metC2
Face to face my rightful manE
And did after stretch and yawn'E
A bone wave whitened and dried in the windC2
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XVI LULLABYC2
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BELOVED may your sleep be soundC2
That have found it where you fedC2
What were all the world's alarmsG2
To mighty paris when he foundC2
Sleep upon a golden bedC2
That first dawn in Helen's armsG2
Sleep beloved such a sleepY2
As did that wild Tristram knowE
When the potion's work being doneE
Roe could run or doe could leapY2
Under oak and beechen boughI2
Roe could leap or doe could runE
Such a sleep and sound as fellS
Upon Eurotas' grassy bankZ2
When the holy bird that thereM2
Accomplished his predestined willS
From the limbs of Leda sankZ2

William Butler Yeats



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