Archibald Lowell Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABCDEFGHIDJKLBMNOPMQ RNNSTUVWXPYZA2B2Y SC2D2SNE2FF2G2NNAH2A NI2J2K2GNI2OL2M2NH2N D I2N2TO2P2Q2BHYN2R2S2 T2U2V2KG2G2W2K2NX2 Y2Z2A3B3OC3D3E3F3Z2G 2G3H3I3T2H2NJ3K3J2PA Q2 L3M3N3XK3RO3NS ANP3N3N KQ3D3A2R3S3XQ2A2I2NT 3QU3V3YNTT2N AW3T2H2NBX3MT2Y3Z3A4 T2T2K2YB4XYHXC4D4KNE 4NYNIHK2NDO2UF4GG4H4 B2PNI2 I4S2H4YS2HNQ2QD YF4BJ4 NNPK4L4 F4K3NM4N4F2NO4P4TQNB 3M3 KQ4NR4F2S4Q2T4WYS4U4 V4K4N2Q2W4AI YX4Y4V2 NR3Z4YNNHBZ3QArchibald Lowell owner of the Times | A |
Lived six months of the year at Sunnyside | B |
His Gothic castle near LeRoy so named | C |
Because no sun was in him it may be | D |
His wife was much away when on this earth | E |
At cures in travel fighting psychic ills | F |
Approaching madness dying nerves They said | G |
Her heart was starved for living with a man | H |
So cold and silent Thirty years she lived | I |
Bound to this man in restless agony | D |
And as she could not free her life from his | J |
Nor keep it living with him on a day | K |
She stuck a gas hose in her mouth and drank | L |
Her lungs full of the lethal stuff and died | B |
That was the very day the hunter found | M |
Elenor Murray's body near the river | N |
A servant saw this Mrs Lowell lying | O |
A copy of the Times clutched in her hand | P |
Which published that a slip of paper found | M |
In Elenor Murray's pocket had these words | Q |
To be brave and not to flinch And was she brave | R |
And nerved to end it by these words of Elenor | N |
But Archibald the husband could not bear | N |
To have the death by suicide made known | S |
He laid the body out as if his wife | T |
Had gone to bed as usual turned a jet | U |
And left it just as if his wife had failed | V |
To fully turn it then went in the room | W |
Then called the servants did not know that one | X |
Had seen her with the Times clutched in her hand | P |
He thought the matter hidden Merival | Y |
All occupied with Elenor Murray's death | Z |
Gave to a deputy the Lowell inquest | A2 |
But later what this servant saw was told | B2 |
To Merival | Y |
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And now no more alone | S |
Than when his wife lived Lowell passed the days | C2 |
At Sunnyside as he had done for years | D2 |
He sat alone and paced the rooms alone | S |
With hands behind him clasped in fear and wonder | N |
Of life and what life is He rode about | E2 |
And viewed his blooded cattle on the hills | F |
But what were all these rooms and acres to him | F2 |
With no face near him but the servants gardeners | G2 |
Sometimes he wished he had a child to draw | N |
Upon his fabulous income growing more | N |
Since all his life was centered in the Times | A |
To swell its revenues and in the process | H2 |
His spirit was more fully in the Times | A |
Than in his body There were eyes who saw | N |
How deftly was his spirit woven in it | I2 |
Until it was a scarf to bind and choke | J2 |
The public throat or stifle honest thought | K2 |
Like a soft pillow offered for the head | G |
But used to smother There were eyes who saw | N |
The working of its ways emasculate | I2 |
Its tones of gray where flame had been the thing | O |
Its timorous steps while spying on the public | L2 |
To learn the public's thought Its cautious pauses | M2 |
With foot uplifted ears pricked up to hear | N |
A step fall twig break Platitudes in progress | H2 |
With sugar coat of righteousness and order | N |
Respectability | D |
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Did the public make it | I2 |
Or did it make the public that it fitted | N2 |
With such exactness in the communal life | T |
Some thousands thought it fair what should they think | O2 |
When it played neutral in the matter of news | P2 |
To both sides of the question though at last | Q2 |
It turned the judge and chose the better side | B |
Determined from the first a secret plan | H |
And cunning way to turn the public scale | Y |
Some thousands liked the kind of news it printed | N2 |
Where no sensation flourished smallest type | R2 |
That fixed attention for the staring eyes | S2 |
Needed for type so small But others knew | T2 |
It led the people by its fair pretensions | U2 |
And used them in the end In any case | V2 |
This editor played hand ball in this way | K |
The advertisers tossed the ball the readers | G2 |
Caught it and tossed it to the advertisers | G2 |
And as the readers multiplied the columns | W2 |
Of advertising grew and Lowell's thought | K2 |
Was how to play the one against the other | N |
And fill his purse | X2 |
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It was an ingrown mind | Y2 |
And growing more ingrown with time Afraid | Z2 |
Of crowds and streets uncomfortable in clubs | A3 |
No warmth in hands to touch his fellows' hands | B3 |
Keeping aloof from politicians loathing | O |
The human alderman who bails the thief | C3 |
The little scamp who pares a little profit | D3 |
And grafts upon a branch that takes no harm | E3 |
He loved the active spirit if it worked | F3 |
And feared the active spirit if it played | Z2 |
This Lowell hid himself from favor seekers | G2 |
Such letters filtered to him through a sieve | G3 |
Of secretaries If he had a friend | H3 |
Who was a mind to him as well perhaps | I3 |
It was a certain lawyer but who knew | T2 |
And cursed with monophobia none the less | H2 |
This Lowell lived alone there near LeRoy | N |
Surrounded by his servants at his desk | J3 |
A secretary named McGill who took | K3 |
Such letters editorials as he spoke | J2 |
His life was nearly waste A peanut stand | P |
Should be as much remembered as the Times | A |
When fifty years are passed | Q2 |
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And every month | L3 |
The circulation manager came down | M3 |
To tell the great man of the gain or loss | N3 |
The paper made that month in circulation | X |
In advertising chiefly Lowell took | K3 |
The audit sheets and studied them and gave | R |
Steel bullet words of order this or that | O3 |
He took the dividends and put them where | N |
God knew alone | S |
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He went to church sometimes | A |
On certain Sundays for a pious mother | N |
Had reared him so and sat there like a corpse | P3 |
A desiccated soul so dry the moss | N3 |
Upon his teeth was dry | N |
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And on a day | K |
His wife now in the earth a week or so | Q3 |
Himself not well the doctor there to quiet | D3 |
His fears of sudden death pains in the chest | A2 |
His manager had come was made to wait | R3 |
Until the doctor finished brought the sheets | S3 |
Which showed the advertising circulation | X |
And Lowell studied them and said at last | Q2 |
That new reporter makes the Murray inquest | A2 |
A thing of interest does the public like it | I2 |
To which the manager It sells the paper | N |
And then the great man It has served its use | T3 |
Now being nearly over print these words | Q |
The Murray inquest shows to what a length | U3 |
Fantastic wit can go it should be stopped | V3 |
An editorial later might be well | Y |
Comment upon a father and a mother | N |
Invaded in their privacy and life | T |
In intimate relations dragged to view | T2 |
To sate the curious eye | N |
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Next day the Times | A |
Rebuked the coroner in these words And then | W3 |
Merival sent word I come to see you | T2 |
Or else you come to see me or by process | H2 |
If you refuse And so the editor | N |
Invited Merival to Sunnyside | B |
To talk the matter out This was the talk | X3 |
First Merival went over all the ground | M |
In mild locution what he sought to do | T2 |
How as departments in the war had studied | Y3 |
Disease and what not tabulated facts | Z3 |
He wished to make a start for knowing lives | A4 |
And finding remedies for lives It's true | T2 |
Not much might be accomplished also true | T2 |
The poet and the novelist gave thought | K2 |
Analysis to lives yet who could tell | Y |
What system might grow up to find the fault | B4 |
In marriage as it is in rearing children | X |
In motherhood in homes for Merival | Y |
By way of wit said to this dullest man | H |
I know of mother and of home of heaven | X |
I've yet to learn Whereat the great man winced | C4 |
To hear the home and motherhood so slurred | D4 |
And briefly said the Times would go its way | K |
To serve the public interests and to foster | N |
American ideals as he conceived them | E4 |
Then Merival who knew the great man's nature | N |
How small it was and barren cold and dull | Y |
And wedded to small things to gold and fear | N |
Of change and knew the life the woman lived | I |
These seven days in the earth with such a man | H |
Just by a zephyr of intangible thought | K2 |
Veered round the talk to her to voice a wonder | N |
About the jet left turned his deputy | D |
Had overlooked a hose which she could drink | O2 |
Gas from a jet You needn't touch the jet | U |
Just leave it as she left it hide the hose | F4 |
And leave the gas on put the woman in bed | G |
This deputy said Merival was slack | G4 |
And let a verdict pass of accident | H4 |
Oh yes said Merival your servant told | B2 |
About the hose the Times clutched in her hand | P |
And may I test this jet while I am here | N |
Go up to see and test it | I2 |
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Whereupon | I4 |
The great man with wide eyes stared in the eyes | S2 |
Of Merival was speechless for a moment | H4 |
Not knowing what to say while Merival | Y |
Read something in his eyes saw in his eyes | S2 |
The secret beat to cover saw the man | H |
Turn head away which shook a little saw | N |
His chest expand for breath and heard at last | Q2 |
The editor in four steel bullet words | Q |
It is not necessary | D |
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Merival | Y |
Had trapped the solitary fox arose | F4 |
And going said If it was suicide | B |
The inquest must be changed | J4 |
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The editor | N |
Looked through the window at the coroner | N |
Walking the gravel walk and saw his hand | P |
Unlatch the iron gate and saw him pass | K4 |
From view behind the trees | L4 |
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Then horror rose | F4 |
Within his brain a nameless horror took | K3 |
The heart of him for fear this coroner | N |
Would dig this secret up and show the world | M4 |
The dead face of the woman self destroyed | N4 |
And of the talk which would not come to him | F2 |
To poison air he breathed no less of why | N |
This woman took her life if for ill health | O4 |
Then why ill health O well he knew at heart | P4 |
What he had done to break her starve her life | T |
And now accused himself too much for words | Q |
Ways temperament of him that murdered her | N |
For lovelessness and for deliberate hands | B3 |
That pushed her off and down | M3 |
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He rode that day | K |
To see his cattle overlook the work | Q4 |
But when night came with silence and the cry | N |
Of night hawks and the elegy of leaves | R4 |
Beneath the stars that looked so cold at him | F2 |
As he turned seeking sleep the dreaded pain | S4 |
Grew stronger in his breast Dawn came at last | Q2 |
And then the stir and voices of the maids | T4 |
And after breakfast in the carven room | W |
Archibald Lowell standing by the mantel | Y |
In his great library felt sudden pain | S4 |
Saw sudden darkness nothing saw at once | U4 |
Lying upon the marble of the hearth | V4 |
His great head cut which struck the post of brass | K4 |
In the hearth's railing only a little blood | N2 |
Archibald Lowell being dead at last | Q2 |
The Times left to the holders of the stock | W4 |
Who kept his policy and kept the Times | A |
As if the great man lived | I |
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And Merival | Y |
Taking the doctor's word that death was caused | X4 |
By angina pectoris let it drop | Y4 |
And went his way with Elenor Murray's case | V2 |
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So Lowell's dead and buried had to die | N |
But not through Elenor Murray That's the Fate | R3 |
That laughs at greatness little things that sneak | Z4 |
From alien neighborhoods of life and kill | Y |
And Lowell leaves a will to which a boy | N |
Who sold the Times once afterward the Star | N |
Is alien as this Elenor to the man | H |
Who owned the Times But still is brought in touch | |
With Lowell's will because this Lowell died | B |
Before he died And Merival learns the facts | Z3 |
And brings them to the jury in these words | Q |
Edgar Lee Masters
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