The House Of Dust: Complete Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: A BCDBD EFGHI EJ KLM NOOPOQP ROSJS OAT KTUUGVI A QWQWOOXO YYUPU ZZGIA2A2OO TAGIA A OB2C2OAC2 D2YE2JYPJP A2OA2OF2GF2I B2 JG2AGA QH2OH2 I2J2QJ2Q OPOK2O L2A2AA2A GIOUO YYF2QF2 B2 GWWGM2N2I O2P2HB2P2 HP2P2Q2P2HR2JR2 P2I2S2B2S2 KUT2UT2 B2YB2OB2 OB2U2UU2 A B2B2B2

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The sun goes down in a cold pale flare of lightB
The trees grow dark the shadows lean to the eastC
And lights wink out through the windows one by oneD
A clamor of frosty sirens mourns at the nightB
Pale slate grey clouds whirl up from the sunken sunD
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And the wandering one the inquisitive dreamer of dreamsE
The eternal asker of answers stands in the streetF
And lifts his palms for the first cold ghost of rainG
The purple lights leap down the hill before himH
The gorgeous night has begun againI
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'I will ask them all I will ask them all their dreamsE
I will hold my light above them and seek their facesJ
I will hear them whisper invisible in their veins '-
The eternal asker of answers becomes as the darknessK
Or as a wind blown over a myriad forestL
Or as the numberless voices of long drawn rainsM
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We hear him and take him among us like a wind of musicN
Like the ghost of a music we have somewhere heardO
We crowd through the streets in a dazzle of pallid lamplightO
We pour in a sinister wave ascend a stairP
With laughter and cry and word upon murmured wordO
We flow we descend we turn and the eternal dreamerQ
Moves among us like light like evening airP
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Good night Good night Good night We go our waysR
The rain runs over the pavement before our feetO
The cold rain falls the rain singsS
We walk we run we ride We turn our facesJ
To what the eternal evening bringsS
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Our hands are hot and raw with the stones we have laidO
We have built a tower of stone high into the skyA
We have built a city of towersT
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Our hands are light they are singing with emptinessK
Our souls are light they have shaken a burden of hoursT
What did we build it for Was it all a dreamU
Ghostly above us in lamplight the towers gleamU
And after a while they will fall to dust and rainG
Or else we will tear them down with impatient handsV
And hew rock out of the earth and build them againI
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One from his high bright window in a towerQ
Leans out as evening fallsW
And sees the advancing curtain of the showerQ
Splashing its silver on roofs and wallsW
Sees how swift as a shadow it crosses the cityO
And murmurs beyond far walls to the seaO
Leaving a glimmer of water in the dark canyonsX
And silver falling from eave and treeO
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One from his high bright window looking downY
Peers like a dreamer over the rain bright townY
And thinks its towers are like a dreamU
The western windows flame in the sun's last flareP
Pale roofs begin to gleamU
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Looking down from a window high in a wallZ
He sees us allZ
Lifting our pallid faces towards the rainG
Searching the sky and going our ways againI
Standing in doorways waiting under the treesA2
There in the high bright window he dreams and seesA2
What we are blind to we who mass and crowdO
From wall to wall in the darkening of a cloudO
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The gulls drift slowly above the city of towersT
Over the roofs to the darkening sea they flyA
Night falls swiftly on an evening of rainG
The yellow lamps wink one by one againI
The towers reach higher and blacker against the skyA
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One where the pale sea foamed at the yellow sandO
With wave upon slowly shattering waveB2
Turned to the city of towers as evening fellC2
And slowly walked by the darkening road toward itO
And saw how the towers darkened against the skyA
And across the distance heard the toll of a bellC2
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Along the darkening road he hurried aloneD2
With his eyes cast downY
And thought how the streets were hoarse with a tide of peopleE2
With clamor of voices and numberless facesJ
And it seemed to him of a sudden that he would drownY
Here in the quiet of evening airP
These empty and voiceless placesJ
And he hurried towards the city to enter thereP
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Along the darkening road between tall treesA2
That made a sinister whisper loudly he walkedO
Behind him sea gulls dipped over long grey seasA2
Before him numberless lovers smiled and talkedO
And death was observed with sudden criesF2
And birth with laughter and painG
And the trees grew taller and blacker against the skiesF2
And night came down againI
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Up high black walls up sombre terracesJ
Clinging like luminous birds to the sides of cliffsG2
The yellow lights went climbing towards the skyA
From high black walls gleaming vaguely with rainG
Each yellow light looked down like a golden eyeA
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They trembled from coign to coign and tower to towerQ
Along high terraces quicker than dream they flewH2
And some of them steadily glowed and some soon vanishedO
And some strange shadows threwH2
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And behind them all the ghosts of thoughts went movingI2
Restlessly moving in each lamplit roomJ2
From chair to mirror from mirror to fireQ
From some the light was scarcely more than a gloomJ2
From some a dazzling desireQ
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And there was one beneath black eaves who thoughtO
Combing with lifted arms her golden hairP
Of the lover who hurried towards her through the nightO
And there was one who dreamed of a sudden deathK2
As she blew out her lightO
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And there was one who turned from clamoring streetsL2
And walked in lamplit gardens among black treesA2
And looked at the windy skyA
And thought with terror how stones and roots would freezeA2
And birds in the dead boughs cryA
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And she hurried back as snow fell mixed with rainG
To mingle among the crowds againI
To jostle beneath blue lamps along the streetO
And lost herself in the warm bright coiling dreamU
With a sound of murmuring voices and shuffling feetO
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And one from his high bright window looking downY
On luminous chasms that cleft the basalt townY
Hearing a sea like murmur riseF2
Desired to leave his dream descend from the towerQ
And drown in waves of shouts and laughter and criesF2
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The snow floats down upon us mingled with rainG
It eddies around pale lilac lamps and fallsW
Down golden windowed wallsW
We were all born of flesh in a flare of painG
We do not remember the red roots whence we roseM2
But we know that we rose and walked that after a whileN2
We shall lie down againI
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The snow floats down upon us we turn we turnO2
Through gorges filled with light we sound and flowP2
One is struck down and hurt we crowd about himH
We bear him away gaze after his listless bodyB2
But whether he lives or dies we do not knowP2
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One of us sings in the street and we listen to himH
The words ring over us like vague bells of sorrowP2
He sings of a house he lived in long agoP2
It is strange this house of dust was the house I lived inQ2
The house you lived in the house that all of us knowP2
And coiling slowly about him and laughing at himH
And throwing him pennies we bear awayR2
A mournful echo of other times and placesJ
And follow a dream a dream that will not stayR2
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Down long broad flights of lamplit stairs we flowP2
Noisy in scattered waves crowding and shoutingI2
In broken slow cascadesS2
The gardens extend before us We spread out swiftlyB2
Trees are above us and darkness The canyon fadesS2
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And we recall with a gleaming stab of sadnessK
Vaguely and incoherently some dreamU
Of a world we came from a world of sun blue hillsT2
A black wood whispers around us green eyes gleamU
Someone cries in the forest and someone killsT2
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We flow to the east to the white lined shivering seaB2
We reach to the west where the whirling sun went downY
We close our eyes to music in bright cafeesB2
We diverge from clamorous streets to streets that are silentO
We loaf where the wind spilled fountain playsB2
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And growing tired we turn aside at lastO
Remember our secret selves seek out our towersB2
Lay weary hands on the banisters and climbU2
Climbing each to his little four square dreamU
Of love or lust or beauty or death or crimeU2
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Over the darkened city the city of towersB2
The city of a thousand gatesB2
Over the gleaming terraced roofs the huddlB2

Conrad Potter Aiken



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