The Last Man Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: AABBCCDEFGHIJJJKKGGL LMMNNOOPPQERRSSTTUUV VWWXXYYZE| I dreamed that Gabriel took his horn | A |
| On Resurrection's fateful morn | A |
| And lighting upon Laurel Hill | B |
| Blew long blew loud blew high and shrill | B |
| The houses compassing the ground | C |
| Rattled their windows at the sound | C |
| But no one rose 'Alas ' said he | D |
| 'What lazy bones these mortals be ' | E |
| Again he plied the horn again | F |
| Deflating both his lungs in vain | G |
| Then stood astonished and chagrined | H |
| At raising nothing but the wind | I |
| At last he caught the tranquil eye | J |
| Of an observer standing by | J |
| Last of mankind not doomed to die | J |
| To him thus Gabriel 'Sir I pray | K |
| This mystery you'll clear away | K |
| Why do I sound my note in vain | G |
| Why spring they not from out the plain | G |
| Where's Luning Blythe and Michael Reese | L |
| Magee who ran the Golden Fleece | L |
| Where's Asa Fisk Jim Phelan who | M |
| Was thought to know a thing or two | M |
| Of land which rose but never sank | N |
| Where's Con O'Conor of the Bank | N |
| And all who consecrated lands | O |
| Of old by laying on of hands | O |
| I ask of them because their worth | P |
| Was known in all they wished the earth | P |
| Brisk boomers once alert and wise | Q |
| Why don't they rise why don't they rise ' | E |
| The man replied 'Reburied long | R |
| With others of the shrouded throng | R |
| In San Mateo carted there | S |
| And dumped promiscuous anywhere | S |
| In holes and trenches all misfits | T |
| Mixed up with one another's bits | T |
| One's back bone with another's shin | U |
| A third one's skull with a fourth one's grin | U |
| Your eye was never never fixed | V |
| Upon a company so mixed | V |
| Go now among them there and blow | W |
| 'Twill be as good as any show | W |
| To see them when they hear the tones | X |
| Compiling one another's bones | X |
| But here 'tis vain to sound and wait | Y |
| Naught rises here but real estate | Y |
| I own it all and shan't disgorge | Z |
| Don't know me I am Henry George ' | E |
Ambrose Bierce
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