Alma Bell To The Coroner Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

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What my name is or where I live or ifA
I am that Alma Bell whose name is broachedB
With Elenor Murray's who shall know from thisC
My hand writing I hide in type I sendD
This letter through a friend who will not tellE
But first since no chance ever yet was mineF
To speak my heart out since if I had triedG
These fifteen years ago to tell my heartH
I must have failed for lack of words and mindI
I speak my heart out now I knew the soulJ
Of Elenor Murray knew it at the timeK
Have verified my knowledge in these yearsL
Who have not lost her have kept touch with herM
In letters know the splendid sacrificeN
She made in the war She was a human soulJ
Earth is not blest with oftenO
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First I sayP
I knew her when she first came to my classQ
Turned seventeen just then such blue bell eyesR
And such a cataract of dark brown hairS
And such a brow sweet lips and such a wayP
Of talking with a cunning gasp as ifA
To catch breath for the words And such a senseT
Of fitness beauty delicacy But moreU
Such vital power that shook her silver nervesV
And made her dim to others but to meW
She was all sanity of soul her bodyW
The instruments of life were overborneO
By that great flame of hers And if her musicX
Fell sometimes into discord which I doubtY
It was her heart strings which could not vibrateZ
For human weakness what the soul of herM
Struck for response and when the strings so failedA2
She was more grieved than I or anyoneO
Who listened and expected moreU
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Well thenO
What was my love I am not loath to tellE
I could not touch her hand without a thrillB2
Nor kiss her lips but I felt purifiedG
Exalted in some way And if fatigueC2
The hopeless daily ills of teaching broughtD2
My spirit to distress and if I wentE2
As oftentimes I did to call upon herM
After the school hours as I heard her stepF2
Responding to my knock my heart went upG2
Her face framed by the opened door what peaceH2
Was mine to see it peace ineffableI2
And rest were mine to sit with her and hearJ2
That voice of hers where breath was caught for wordsK2
That cunning gasp and pauseL2
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I loved her thenO
Have loved her always love her now no lessM2
I feel her spirit somehow can take outY
Her letters photograph and find a joyN2
That such a soul lived was in truth my soulJ
Must always be my soulJ
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What was this loveO2
Why only this shame nature if you willB2
But since man's body is not man's aloneO
Nor woman's body wholly feminineO
A biologic truth our body's soulsP2
Are neither masculine nor feminineO
But part and part from whence our souls play forthQ2
Part masculine part feminine this womanO
Had that of body first which made her soulJ
Or made her soul play in its way and IR2
Had that of body which made soul of meW
Play in its way Our music met that's allS2
And harmonized The flesh's explanationO
Is not important nor to tell whence comesT2
A love in the heart the thing is love at lastU2
Love which unites and comforts glorifiesR
Enlarges spirit woos to generous lifeV2
Invites to sacrifice to service clothesW2
This poor dull earth with glory makes the dawnO
An hour of high resolve the night a hopeX2
For dawn for fuller life the day a timeK
For working out the soul in terms of loveO2
This was my love for Elenor Murray thisC
Her love for me I think Her sacrificeN
In the war I traced to our love all the goodY2
Her life set into being into motionO
Has in it something of this love of oursZ2
How good is God who gives us love the lensA3
Through which we see the beauty hid from eyesR
That have no love no lensA3
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Then what are spiritsB3
Effluvia material of our bodiesC3
Or is the spirit all the body nothingD3
Since every atom particle of matterM
With its interstices of soul dividesE3
Until there is no matter only soulJ
But what is love but of the soul what fleshF3
Knows love but through the soul May it not beW
As soul learns love through flesh it may at lastU2
Helped on its way by flesh discard the fleshF3
As cured men leave their crutches and go onO
Loving with spirits For it seems to meW
I must find Elenor Murray as a spiritG3
Myself a spirit love her as I loved herM
These years on earth but with a clearer fireM
Flame that is separate from fuel burningD3
Eternal through itselfH3
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And here a wordI3
My love for Elenor Murray never hadJ3
Other expression than the look of eyesR
The spiritual thrill of listening to her voiceK3
A hand clasp kiss upon the lips at bestL3
Better to find her soul as Plato saysM3
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Too true I left LeRoy under a cloudN3
Because of love for Elenor Murray yetO3
Not lawless love I write now to make clearP3
What love was mine and you must understandQ3
But let me tell how life has dealt with meW
Then judge my purpose dream the qualityW
Of Elenor Murray judge who in some wayP
Somehow has drawn me onward upward tooR3
I hope as I have strivenO
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I did fearP3
Her safety and her future did reproveH3
Her conduct its appearance rather moreU
In dread of gossip dread of ways to followS3
From such free ways begun at seventeenO
In innocence out of a vital heartH
But when a bud is opening what stray beesC3
Come to drag pollen over it and setO3
Life going to the end in the fruit of lifeH3
O my wish was to keep her for some loveH3
To ripen in a rich maturityW
My care proved useless or shall I say soS3
Or anyone say so since no mind knowsT3
What failure here may somewhere prove a gainO
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There was that man who came into her lifeH3
With heart unsatisfied bound to a womanO
He wedded early Elenor Murray's loveH3
Destroyed this man by human measurementsU3
And he destroyed her so they say But yetO3
She poured her love upon him lit her soulJ
With brighter flames for love of him At lastU2
She knew no thing but love and sacrificeN
She wrote me last her life was just one painO
Had always been so from the first and nowO
She wished to fling her spirit in the warU
Give serve nor count the cost win death and GodV3
In service in the war O loveliest soulJ
I pray and pray to meet you once againO
So was her life a ruin was it wasteW3
She was a prodigal flower that never shutG3
Its petals even in darkness let her soulJ
Escape when where it wouldY2
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But to myselfH3
I dragged myself to England from LeRoyN2
And plunged in life philosophies of lifeH3
Spinoza and what not read poetryW
Heard music too Tschaikowsky Wagner allS2
Who tried to make sound tell the secret thingD3
That drove me wild in searching love And loversZ2
I had one after the other having fallenO
To that belief the way is by the bodyW
But I was fooled and grew by slow degreesC3
And then there came a wild man in my lifeH3
A vagabond a madman genius wellE
We both went mad and I smashed everythingD3
And ran away threw all the world for himX3
Only to find myself worn out half deadY3
At last as it were out of deliriumZ3
And for four years sat by the sea or madeA4
Visits to Paris where I met the manO
I married Then how strange I gave myselfH3
Wholly to bearing children just to findI
Some explanation of myself some workB4
Wholly absorbing lives to take my loveH3
And here I was instructed found a stepF2
For my poor feet to mount by Though submergedC4
Alone too much my husband not the mateZ
I dreamed of hearing echoes in my dreamsD4
Of London and of Paris sometimes voicesE4
Of lovers lost and vanished still I've foundF4
A peace sometimes a stay too in the innocenceG4
And helplessness of childrenO
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But you seeW
In spite of all we do however highH3
And fiercely mounts desire life imposesE4
Repression sacrifice renunciationO
And our poor souls fall muddied in the ditchH4
Or take the discipline and live life outY
So Elenor Murray lived and did not failI4
And so it was the knowledge of her lifeH3
Kept me in spite of failures at the taskJ4
Of holding to my selfH3
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These two months passedU2
I found I had not killed desire foundF4
Among a group a chance to try againO
For happiness but knew it was not thereS
Then to my children I came back and saidY3
Free once again through suffering So I prayedA4
Come to me flame of spirit fire of worshipG2
Bright fire of song if I but be myselfH3
Work through my fate you shall be mine at lastU2
Then was it that I heard from Elenor MurrayW
Such letters such outpourings of herselfH3
Poor woman leaving love that could not beW
More than it was how wise she was to flyH3
And use that love for service as she didK4
Extract its purest essence for the warU
And ease death with it merging love and deathL4
Into that mystic union seen at lastU2
By Elenor MurrayW
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When I heard she cameM4
All broken from the war and died somehowO
There by the river then she seemed to meW
More near I seemed to feel her little zephyrsZ2
Blowing about my face when I sat lookingD3
Over the sea in my rose bower seemedN4
The exhalation of her soul that caughtO4
Its breath for words I see her in my dreamsD4
O my pure soul what have you been to meW
What must you be hereafterM
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But my friendD
And I must call you friend whose strength in lifeH3
Drives you to find economies of spiritG3
And save the waste of spirit you must findI
Whatever waste there was of Elenor MurrayW
Of love or faith or time or strength great gainO
In spite of early chances father motherM
Too loveless negligent or ignorantP4
Her mother instinct never blessed with childrenO
I sometimes think no life is without useQ4
For even weeds that sow themselves frost reapedR4
And matted on the ground enrich the soilS4
Or feed some life Our eyes must see the endD
Of what these growths are for before we sayP
Where waste is and where gainO
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Coroner Merival woke to scan the TimesT4
And read the story of the suicideG
Of Gregory Wenner circle big enoughH3
From Elenor Murray's death but unobservedG
Of Merival until he heard the hintG
Of Dr Trace who made the autopsyW
That Gregory Wenner might have caused the deathL4
Of Eleanor Murray or at least was nearP3
When Elenor Murray died Here is the storyW
Worked out by Merival as he went aboutG
Unearthing secrets asking here and thereS
What Gregory Wenner was to Elenor MurrayW
The coroner had a friend who was the friendG
Of Mrs Wenner Acting on the hintG
Of Dr Trace he found this friend and learnedG
What follows here of Gregory Wenner thenO
What Mrs Wenner learned in coming homeU4
To bury Gregory Wenner What he learnedG
The coroner told the jury Here's the lifeH3
Of Gregory Wenner firstG

Edgar Lee Masters



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