Abel Melveny Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: ABBCDEFGGHIJKLMNOP

I bought every kind of machine that's knownA
Grinders shellers planters mowersB
Mills and rakes and ploughs and threshersB
And all of them stood in the rain and sunC
Getting rusted warped and batteredD
For I had no sheds to store them inE
And no use for most of themF
And toward the last when I thought it overG
There by my window growing clearerG
About myself as my pulse slowed downH
And looked at one of the mills I boughtI
Which I didn't have the slightest need ofJ
As things turned out and I never ranK
A fine machine once brightly varnishedL
And eager to do its workM
Now with its paint washed offN
I saw myself as a good machineO
That Life had never usedP

Edgar Lee Masters



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