The Shadow Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: AABCDAEEFFDGHHII JJHHKKLLHHMMNNOOHHPP QRSTSPPUUVVWWXXYYGNZ Z PP HHHHA2A2B2B2C2C2D2D2 HHE2E2HH PPE2E2F2F2F2JJYYG2G2 H2H2 LLNNNPPHHNNI2I2IINNR RJJHHPPWW WWNNHHNNNNNNWWWNNNPP NNJ2J2JJPPK2K2HB2B2N HHJ2PL2L2M2M2SSN2N2H HNNJ2J2 PP IIN2N2QRO2O2NNNNHHP2 Q2R2S2NNNNNNT2T2U2B2 U2 NNNNHHQ2Q2PPNNWWNN HPNNPPHHV2V2HHW2W2NN PPS2R2NNQ2Q2HHHHHHNN PPPP NN HHN2N2NNX2X2WWPPQ2Q2 NNPPPY2Y2Z2Z2PPH2H2H HHH NNA3A3HHB3B3N2N2PPHH E2E2PPNNPPJJNNNNPPE2 E2C3 P2P2 NND3D3E3E3PP F3G3 H3H3E2E2N2N2HHPW2NNN NNNNNNHHHHU2I3HH PPP X2X2 B2B2J3J3N2N2B2B2NNNN PPE2E2NNHHH2H2 PNW2W2Paul Jannes was working very late | A |
For this watch must be done by eight | A |
To morrow or the Cardinal | B |
Would certainly be vexed Of all | C |
His customers the old prelate | D |
Was the most important for his state | A |
Descended to his watches and rings | E |
And he gave his mistresses many things | E |
To make them forget his age and smile | F |
When he paid visits and they could while | F |
The time away with a diamond locket | D |
Exceedingly well So they picked his pocket | G |
And he paid in jewels for his slobbering kisses | H |
This watch was made to buy him blisses | H |
From an Austrian countess on her way | I |
Home and she meant to start next day | I |
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Paul worked by the pointed tulip flame | J |
Of a tallow candle and became | J |
So absorbed that his old clock made him wince | H |
Striking the hour a moment since | H |
Its echo only half apprehended | K |
Lingered about the room He ended | K |
Screwing the little rubies in | L |
Setting the wheels to lock and spin | L |
Curling the infinitesimal springs | H |
Fixing the filigree hands Chippings | H |
Of precious stones lay strewn about | M |
The table before him was a rout | M |
Of splashes and sparks of coloured light | N |
There was yellow gold in sheets and quite | N |
A heap of emeralds and steel | O |
Here was a gem there was a wheel | O |
And glasses lay like limpid lakes | H |
Shining and still and there were flakes | H |
Of silver and shavings of pearl | P |
And little wires all awhirl | P |
With the light of the candle He took the watch | Q |
And wound its hands about to match | R |
The time then glanced up to take the hour | S |
From the hanging clock | T |
Good Merciful Power | S |
How came that shadow on the wall | P |
No woman was in the room His tall | P |
Chiffonier stood gaunt behind | U |
His chair His old cloak rabbit lined | U |
Hung from a peg The door was closed | V |
Just for a moment he must have dozed | V |
He looked again and saw it plain | W |
The silhouette made a blue black stain | W |
On the opposite wall and it never wavered | X |
Even when the candle quavered | X |
Under his panting breath What made | Y |
That beautiful dreadful thing that shade | Y |
Of something so lovely so exquisite | G |
Cast from a substance which the sight | N |
Had not been tutored to perceive | Z |
Paul brushed his eyes across his sleeve | Z |
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Clear cut the Shadow on the wall | P |
Gleamed black and never moved at all | P |
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Paul's watches were like amulets | H |
Wrought into patterns and rosettes | H |
The cases were all set with stones | H |
And wreathing lines and shining zones | H |
He knew the beauty in a curve | A2 |
And the Shadow tortured every nerve | A2 |
With its perfect rhythm of outline | B2 |
Cutting the whitewashed wall So fine | B2 |
Was the neck he knew he could have spanned | C2 |
It about with the fingers of one hand | C2 |
The chin rose to a mouth he guessed | D2 |
But could not see the lips were pressed | D2 |
Loosely together the edges close | H |
And the proud and delicate line of the nose | H |
Melted into a brow and there | E2 |
Broke into undulant waves of hair | E2 |
The lady was edged with the stamp of race | H |
A singular vision in such a place | H |
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He moved the candle to the tall | P |
Chiffonier the Shadow stayed on the wall | P |
He threw his cloak upon a chair | E2 |
And still the lady's face was there | E2 |
From every corner of the room | F2 |
He saw in the patch of light the gloom | F2 |
That was the lady Her violet bloom | F2 |
Was almost brighter than that which came | J |
From his candle's tulip flame | J |
He set the filigree hands he laid | Y |
The watch in the case which he had made | Y |
He put on his rabbit cloak and snuffed | G2 |
His candle out The room seemed stuffed | G2 |
With darkness Softly he crossed the floor | H2 |
And let himself out through the door | H2 |
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The sun was flashing from every pin | L |
And wheel when Paul let himself in | L |
The whitewashed walls were hot with light | N |
The room was the core of a chrysolite | N |
Burning and shimmering with fiery might | N |
The sun was so bright that no shadow could fall | P |
From the furniture upon the wall | P |
Paul sighed as he looked at the empty space | H |
Where a glare usurped the lady's place | H |
He settled himself to his work but his mind | N |
Wandered and he would wake to find | N |
His hand suspended his eyes grown dim | I2 |
And nothing advanced beyond the rim | I2 |
Of his dreaming The Cardinal sent to pay | I |
For his watch which had purchased so fine a day | I |
But Paul could hardly touch the gold | N |
It seemed the price of his Shadow sold | N |
With the first twilight he struck a match | R |
And watched the little blue stars hatch | R |
Into an egg of perfect flame | J |
He lit his candle and almost in shame | J |
At his eagerness lifted his eyes | H |
The Shadow was there and its precise | H |
Outline etched the cold white wall | P |
The young man swore By God You Paul | P |
There's something the matter with your brain | W |
Go home now and sleep off the strain | W |
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The next day was a storm the rain | W |
Whispered and scratched at the window pane | W |
A grey and shadowless morning filled | N |
The little shop The watches chilled | N |
Were dead and sparkless as burnt out coals | H |
The gems lay on the table like shoals | H |
Of stranded shells their colours faded | N |
Mere heaps of stone dull and degraded | N |
Paul's head was heavy his hands obeyed | N |
No orders for his fancy strayed | N |
His work became a simple round | N |
Of watches repaired and watches wound | N |
The slanting ribbons of the rain | W |
Broke themselves on the window pane | W |
But Paul saw the silver lines in vain | W |
Only when the candle was lit | N |
And on the wall just opposite | N |
He watched again the coming of IT | N |
Could he trace a line for the joy of his soul | P |
And over his hands regain control | P |
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Paul lingered late in his shop that night | N |
And the designs which his delight | N |
Sketched on paper seemed to be | J2 |
A tribute offered wistfully | J2 |
To the beautiful shadow of her who came | J |
And hovered over his candle flame | J |
In the morning he selected all | P |
His perfect jacinths One large opal | P |
Hung like a milky rainbow moon | K2 |
In the centre and blown in loose festoon | K2 |
The red stones quivered on silver threads | H |
To the outer edge where a single fine | B2 |
Band of mother of pearl the line | B2 |
Completed On the other side | N |
The creamy porcelain of the face | H |
Bore diamond hours and no lace | H |
Of cotton or silk could ever be | J2 |
Tossed into being more airily | P |
Than the filmy golden hands the time | L2 |
Seemed to tick away in rhyme | L2 |
When at dusk the Shadow grew | M2 |
Upon the wall Paul's work was through | M2 |
Holding the watch he spoke to her | S |
Lady Beautiful Shadow stir | S |
Into one brief sign of being | N2 |
Turn your eyes this way and seeing | N2 |
This watch made from those sweet curves | H |
Where your hair from your forehead swerves | H |
Accept the gift which I have wrought | N |
With your fairness in my thought | N |
Grant me this and I shall be | J2 |
Honoured overwhelmingly | J2 |
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The Shadow rested black and still | P |
And the wind sighed over the window sill | P |
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Paul put the despised watch away | I |
And laid out before him his array | I |
Of stones and metals and when the morning | N2 |
Struck the stones to their best adorning | N2 |
He chose the brightest and this new watch | Q |
Was so light and thin it seemed to catch | R |
The sunlight's nothingness and its gleam | O2 |
Topazes ran in a foamy stream | O2 |
Over the cover the hands were studded | N |
With garnets and seemed red roses budded | N |
The face was of crystal and engraved | N |
Upon it the figures flashed and waved | N |
With zircons and beryls and amethysts | H |
It took a week to make and his trysts | H |
At night with the Shadow were his alone | P2 |
Paul swore not to speak till his task was done | Q2 |
The night that the jewel was worthy to give | R2 |
Paul watched the long hours of daylight live | S2 |
To the faintest streak then lit his light | N |
And sharp against the wall's pure white | N |
The outline of the Shadow started | N |
Into form His burning hearted | N |
Words so long imprisoned swelled | N |
To tumbling speech Like one compelled | N |
He told the lady all his love | T2 |
And holding out the watch above | T2 |
His head he knelt imploring some | U2 |
Littlest sign | B2 |
The Shadow was dumb | U2 |
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Weeks passed Paul worked in fevered haste | N |
And everything he made he placed | N |
Before his lady The Shadow kept | N |
Its perfect passiveness Paul wept | N |
He wooed her with the work of his hands | H |
He waited for those dear commands | H |
She never gave No word no motion | Q2 |
Eased the ache of his devotion | Q2 |
His days passed in a strain of toil | P |
His nights burnt up in a seething coil | P |
Seasons shot by uncognisant | N |
He worked The Shadow came to haunt | N |
Even his days Sometimes quite plain | W |
He saw on the wall the blackberry stain | W |
Of his lady's picture No sun was bright | N |
Enough to dazzle that from his sight | N |
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There were moments when he groaned to see | H |
His life spilled out so uselessly | P |
Begging for boons the Shade refused | N |
His finest workmanship abused | N |
The iridescent bubbles he blew | P |
Into lovely existence poor and few | P |
In the shadowed eyes Then he would curse | H |
Himself and her The Universe | H |
And more the beauty he could not make | V2 |
And give her for her comfort's sake | V2 |
He would beat his weary empty hands | H |
Upon the table would hold up strands | H |
Of silver and gold and ask her why | W2 |
She scorned the best which he could buy | W2 |
He would pray as to some high niched saint | N |
That she would cure him of the taint | N |
Of failure He would clutch the wall | P |
With his bleeding fingers if she should fall | P |
He could catch and hold her and make her live | S2 |
With sobs he would ask her to forgive | R2 |
All he had done And broken spent | N |
He would call himself impertinent | N |
Presumptuous a tradesman a nothing driven | Q2 |
To madness by the sight of Heaven | Q2 |
At other times he would take the things | H |
He had made and winding them on strings | H |
Hang garlands before her and burn perfumes | H |
Chanting strangely while the fumes | H |
Wreathed and blotted the shadow face | H |
As with a cloudy nacreous lace | H |
There were days when he wooed as a lover sighed | N |
In tenderness spoke to his bride | N |
Urged her to patience said his skill | P |
Should break the spell A man's sworn will | P |
Could compass life even that he knew | P |
By Christ's Blood He would prove it true | P |
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The edge of the Shadow never blurred | N |
The lips of the Shadow never stirred | N |
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He would climb on chairs to reach her lips | H |
And pat her hair with his finger tips | H |
But instead of young warm flesh returning | N2 |
His warmth the wall was cold and burning | N2 |
Like stinging ice and his passion chilled | N |
Lay in his heart like some dead thing killed | N |
At the moment of birth Then deadly sick | X2 |
He would lie in a swoon for hours while thick | X2 |
Phantasmagoria crowded his brain | W |
And his body shrieked in the clutch of pain | W |
The crisis passed he would wake and smile | P |
With a vacant joy half imbecile | P |
And quite confused not being certain | Q2 |
Why he was suffering a curtain | Q2 |
Fallen over the tortured mind beguiled | N |
His sorrow Like a little child | N |
He would play with his watches and gems with glee | P |
Calling the Shadow to look and see | P |
How the spots on the ceiling danced prettily | P |
When he flashed his stones Mother the green | Y2 |
Has slid so cunningly in between | Y2 |
The blue and the yellow Oh please look down | Z2 |
Then with a pitiful puzzled frown | Z2 |
He would get up slowly from his play | P |
And walk round the room feeling his way | P |
From table to chair from chair to door | H2 |
Stepping over the cracks in the floor | H2 |
Till reaching the table again her face | H |
Would bring recollection and no solace | H |
Could balm his hurt till unconsciousness | H |
Stifled him and his great distress | H |
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One morning he threw the street door wide | N |
On coming in and his vigorous stride | N |
Made the tools on his table rattle and jump | A3 |
In his hands he carried a new burst clump | A3 |
Of laurel blossoms whose smooth barked stalks | H |
Were pliant with sap As a husband talks | H |
To the wife he left an hour ago | B3 |
Paul spoke to the Shadow Dear you know | B3 |
To day the calendar calls it Spring | N2 |
And I woke this morning gathering | N2 |
Asphodels in my dreams for you | P |
So I rushed out to see what flowers blew | P |
Their pink and purple scented souls | H |
Across the town wind's dusty scrolls | H |
And made the approach to the Market Square | E2 |
A garden with smells and sunny air | E2 |
I feel so well and happy to day | P |
I think I shall take a Holiday | P |
And to night we will have a little treat | N |
I am going to bring you something to eat | N |
He looked at the Shadow anxiously | P |
It was quite grave and silent He | P |
Shut the outer door and came | J |
And leant against the window frame | J |
Dearest he said we live apart | N |
Although I bear you in my heart | N |
We look out each from a different world | N |
At any moment we may be hurled | N |
Asunder They follow their orbits we | P |
Obey their laws entirely | P |
Now you must come or I go there | E2 |
Unless we are willing to live the flare | E2 |
Of a lighted instant and have it gone | C3 |
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A bee in the laurels began to drone | P2 |
A loosened petal fluttered prone | P2 |
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Man grows by eating if you eat | N |
You will be filled with our life sweet | N |
Will be our planet in your mouth | D3 |
If not I must parch in death's wide drouth | D3 |
Until I gain to where you are | E3 |
And give you myself in whatever star | E3 |
May happen O You Beloved of Me | P |
Is it not ordered cleverly | P |
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The Shadow bloomed like a plum and clear | F3 |
Hung in the sunlight It did not hear | G3 |
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Paul slipped away as the dusk began | H3 |
To dim the little shop He ran | H3 |
To the nearest inn and chose with care | E2 |
As much as his thin purse could bear | E2 |
As rapt souled monks watch over the baking | N2 |
Of the sacred wafer and through the making | N2 |
Of the holy wine whisper secret prayers | H |
That God will bless this labour of theirs | H |
So Paul in a sober ecstasy | P |
Purchased the best which he could buy | W2 |
Returning he brushed his tools aside | N |
And laid across the table a wide | N |
Napkin He put a glass and plate | N |
On either side in duplicate | N |
Over the lady's excellent | N |
With loveliness the laurels bent | N |
In the centre the white flaked pastry stood | N |
And beside it the wine flask Red as blood | N |
Was the wine which should bring the lustihood | N |
Of human life to his lady's veins | H |
When all was ready all which pertains | H |
To a simple meal was there with eyes | H |
Lit by the joy of his great emprise | H |
He reverently bade her come | U2 |
And forsake for him her distant home | I3 |
He put meat on her plate and filled her glass | H |
And waited what should come to pass | H |
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The Shadow lay quietly on the wall | P |
From the street outside came a watchman's call | P |
A cloudy night Rain beginning to fall | P |
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And still he waited The clock's slow tick | X2 |
Knocked on the silence Paul turned sick | X2 |
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He filled his own glass full of wine | B2 |
From his pocket he took a paper The twine | B2 |
Was knotted and he searched a knife | J3 |
From his jumbled tools The cord of life | J3 |
Snapped as he cut the little string | N2 |
He knew that he must do the thing | N2 |
He feared He shook powder into the wine | B2 |
And holding it up so the candle's shine | B2 |
Sparked a ruby through its heart | N |
He drank it Dear never apart | N |
Again You have said it was mine to do | N |
It is done and I am come to you | N |
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Paul Jannes let the empty wine glass fall | P |
And held out his arms The insentient wall | P |
Stared down at him with its cold white glare | E2 |
Unstained The Shadow was not there | E2 |
Paul clutched and tore at his tightening throat | N |
He felt the veins in his body bloat | N |
And the hot blood run like fire and stones | H |
Along the sides of his cracking bones | H |
But he laughed as he staggered towards the door | H2 |
And he laughed aloud as he sank on the floor | H2 |
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The Coroner took the body away | P |
And the watches were sold that Saturday | N |
The Auctioneer said one could seldom buy | W2 |
Such watches and the prices were high | W2 |
Amy Lowell
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