1919 Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABCD EFFG DHIJ DKLMNOPE F EQELRRST UVWURQXX F EPYZD RA2DDB2DC2D2D EE2D X A2CF2 F G2F2H2I2J2K2L2KQ EM2N2O2| Before the threat | A |
| And dismal cold gray | B |
| of mourning | C |
| Came the sun | D |
| - | |
| And Charlie Comiskey | E |
| should've turned in his sleep | F |
| should've turned in his sleep | F |
| shoud've turned | G |
| - | |
| Insane Sun | D |
| Floating above the earth | H |
| Like some extravagant madman | I |
| Spending next year's allowance | J |
| - | |
| The same burning sun | D |
| In the same afternoons | K |
| In all the cities | L |
| East | M |
| and somewhat | N |
| West | O |
| of the | P |
| Great Mississippi | E |
| - | |
| should've turned in his sleep | F |
| - | |
| Too many | E |
| Suns | Q |
| In too many | E |
| Cities | L |
| Too many faces | R |
| Faces | R |
| in the face of it | S |
| All | T |
| - | |
| How much grief | U |
| Too | V |
| Much | W |
| Grief | U |
| Too many faces | R |
| Too many suns | Q |
| Far too many of too many things | X |
| Far too many of too many things | X |
| - | |
| should've turned in his sleep | F |
| - | |
| More like Dali | E |
| less Victoria | P |
| The playing field becomes a landscape | Y |
| Fixed and isolated and trapped | Z |
| Between the borders of its own fabrication | D |
| - | |
| The stadium faces | R |
| Blur | A2 |
| in the afternoon sun | D |
| The celebration | D |
| Ends | B2 |
| in the afternoon sun | D |
| The victory becomes | C2 |
| Defeat | D2 |
| in the afternoon sun | D |
| - | |
| Morality | E |
| Victoria Escaped | E2 |
| Insane sun | D |
| - | |
| How many of how many things | X |
| - | |
| The death of honor | A2 |
| The end of a fading | C |
| And final trust | F2 |
| - | |
| should've turned in his sleep | F |
| - | |
| And as | G2 |
| The unsettling dust | F2 |
| Settles in the throat of all men | H2 |
| There are not enough beers | I2 |
| In all the bars | J2 |
| In all the world | K2 |
| To flush out the stale bitterness | L2 |
| Of too many afternoons | K |
| In too many suns | Q |
| - | |
| And Charlie Comiskey | E |
| woke up | M2 |
| and deposited the nightmare | N2 |
| in the pillow of his dream | O2 |
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