The House Of Dust: Part 01: 07: Midnight; Bells Toll, And Along The Cloud-high Towers Poem Rhyme Scheme

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Midnight bells toll and along the cloud high towers	A
The golden lights go out	B
The yellow windows darken the shades are drawn	C
In thousands of rooms we sleep we await the dawn	C
We lie face down we dream	D
We cry aloud with terror half rise or seem	D
To stare at the ceiling or walls	E
Midnight the last of shattering bell notes falls	E
A rush of silence whirls over the cloud high towers	A
A vortex of soundless hours	A
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'The bells have just struck twelve I should be sleeping	F
But I cannot delay any longer to write and tell you	G
The woman is dead	H
She died mdash you know the way Just as we planned	I
Smiling with open sunlit eyes	J
Smiling upon the outstretched fatal hand '	-
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He folds his letter steps softly down the stairs	K
The doors are closed and silent A gas jet flares	K
His shadow disturbs a shadow of balustrades	K
The door swings shut behind Night roars above him	L
Into the night he fades	K
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Wind wind wind carving the walls	K
Blowing the water that gleams in the street	M
Blowing the rain the sleet	M
In the dark alley an old tree cracks and falls	K
Oak boughs moan in the haunted air	N
Lamps blow down with a crash and tinkle of glass	K
Darkness whistles Wild hours pass	K
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And those whom sleep eludes lie wide eyed hearing	F
Above their heads a goblin night go by	O
Children are waked and cry	O
The young girl hears the roar in her sleep and dreams	K
That her lover is caught in a burning tower	P
She clutches the pillow she gasps for breath she screams	K
And then by degrees her breath grows quiet and slow	Q
She dreams of an evening long ago	Q
Of colored lanterns balancing under trees	K
Some of them softly catching afire	R
And beneath the lanterns a motionless face she sees	K
Golden with lamplight smiling serene	S
The leaves are a pale and glittering green	S
The sound of horns blows over the trampled grass	K
Shadows of dancers pass	K
The face smiles closer to hers she tries to lean	S
Backward away the eyes burn close and strange	T
The face is beginning to change mdash	U
It is her lover she no longer desires to resist	V
She is held and kissed	V
She closes her eyes and melts in a seethe of flame	W
With a smoking ghost of shame	W
	-
Wind wind wind Wind in an enormous brain	X
Blowing dark thoughts like fallen leaves	K
The wind shrieks the wind grieves	K
It dashes the leaves on walls it whirls then again	Y
And the enormous sleeper vaguely and stupidly dreams	K
And desires to stir to resist a ghost of pain	X
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One whom the city imprisoned because of his cunning	F
Who dreamed for years in a tower	P
Seizes this hour	P
Of tumult and wind He files through the rusted bar	Z
Leans his face to the rain laughs up at the night	A2
Slides down the knotted sheet swings over the wall	B2
To fall to the street with a cat like fall	B2
Slinks round a quavering rim of windy light	A2
And at last is gone	C
Leaving his empty cell for the pallor of dawn	C
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The mother whose child was buried to day	C2
Turns her face to the window her face is grey	C2
And all her body is cold with the coldness of rain	X
He would have grown as easily as a tree	D2
He would have spread a pleasure of shade above her	P
He would have been his father again	Y
His growth was ended by a freezing invisible shadow	Q
She lies and does not move and is stabbed by the rain	X
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Wind wind wind we toss and dream	D
We dream we are clouds and stars blown in a stream	D
Windows rattle above our beds	K
We reach vague gesturing hands we lift our heads	K
Hear sounds far off mdash and dream with quivering breath	E2
Our curious separate ways through life and death	E2

Conrad Potter Aiken

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