Archibald Lowell Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

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Archibald Lowell owner of the TimesA
Lived six months of the year at SunnysideB
His Gothic castle near LeRoy so namedC
Because no sun was in him it may beD
His wife was much away when on this earthE
At cures in travel fighting psychic illsF
Approaching madness dying nerves They saidG
Her heart was starved for living with a manH
So cold and silent Thirty years she livedI
Bound to this man in restless agonyD
And as she could not free her life from hisJ
Nor keep it living with him on a dayK
She stuck a gas hose in her mouth and drankL
Her lungs full of the lethal stuff and diedB
That was the very day the hunter foundM
Elenor Murray's body near the riverN
A servant saw this Mrs Lowell lyingO
A copy of the Times clutched in her handP
Which published that a slip of paper foundM
In Elenor Murray's pocket had these wordsQ
To be brave and not to flinch And was she braveR
And nerved to end it by these words of ElenorN
But Archibald the husband could not bearN
To have the death by suicide made knownS
He laid the body out as if his wifeT
Had gone to bed as usual turned a jetU
And left it just as if his wife had failedV
To fully turn it then went in the roomW
Then called the servants did not know that oneX
Had seen her with the Times clutched in her handP
He thought the matter hidden MerivalY
All occupied with Elenor Murray's deathZ
Gave to a deputy the Lowell inquestA2
But later what this servant saw was toldB2
To MerivalY
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And now no more aloneS
Than when his wife lived Lowell passed the daysC2
At Sunnyside as he had done for yearsD2
He sat alone and paced the rooms aloneS
With hands behind him clasped in fear and wonderN
Of life and what life is He rode aboutE2
And viewed his blooded cattle on the hillsF
But what were all these rooms and acres to himF2
With no face near him but the servants gardenersG2
Sometimes he wished he had a child to drawN
Upon his fabulous income growing moreN
Since all his life was centered in the TimesA
To swell its revenues and in the processH2
His spirit was more fully in the TimesA
Than in his body There were eyes who sawN
How deftly was his spirit woven in itI2
Until it was a scarf to bind and chokeJ2
The public throat or stifle honest thoughtK2
Like a soft pillow offered for the headG
But used to smother There were eyes who sawN
The working of its ways emasculateI2
Its tones of gray where flame had been the thingO
Its timorous steps while spying on the publicL2
To learn the public's thought Its cautious pausesM2
With foot uplifted ears pricked up to hearN
A step fall twig break Platitudes in progressH2
With sugar coat of righteousness and orderN
RespectabilityD
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Did the public make itI2
Or did it make the public that it fittedN2
With such exactness in the communal lifeT
Some thousands thought it fair what should they thinkO2
When it played neutral in the matter of newsP2
To both sides of the question though at lastQ2
It turned the judge and chose the better sideB
Determined from the first a secret planH
And cunning way to turn the public scaleY
Some thousands liked the kind of news it printedN2
Where no sensation flourished smallest typeR2
That fixed attention for the staring eyesS2
Needed for type so small But others knewT2
It led the people by its fair pretensionsU2
And used them in the end In any caseV2
This editor played hand ball in this wayK
The advertisers tossed the ball the readersG2
Caught it and tossed it to the advertisersG2
And as the readers multiplied the columnsW2
Of advertising grew and Lowell's thoughtK2
Was how to play the one against the otherN
And fill his purseX2
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It was an ingrown mindY2
And growing more ingrown with time AfraidZ2
Of crowds and streets uncomfortable in clubsA3
No warmth in hands to touch his fellows' handsB3
Keeping aloof from politicians loathingO
The human alderman who bails the thiefC3
The little scamp who pares a little profitD3
And grafts upon a branch that takes no harmE3
He loved the active spirit if it workedF3
And feared the active spirit if it playedZ2
This Lowell hid himself from favor seekersG2
Such letters filtered to him through a sieveG3
Of secretaries If he had a friendH3
Who was a mind to him as well perhapsI3
It was a certain lawyer but who knewT2
And cursed with monophobia none the lessH2
This Lowell lived alone there near LeRoyN
Surrounded by his servants at his deskJ3
A secretary named McGill who tookK3
Such letters editorials as he spokeJ2
His life was nearly waste A peanut standP
Should be as much remembered as the TimesA
When fifty years are passedQ2
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And every monthL3
The circulation manager came downM3
To tell the great man of the gain or lossN3
The paper made that month in circulationX
In advertising chiefly Lowell tookK3
The audit sheets and studied them and gaveR
Steel bullet words of order this or thatO3
He took the dividends and put them whereN
God knew aloneS
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He went to church sometimesA
On certain Sundays for a pious motherN
Had reared him so and sat there like a corpseP3
A desiccated soul so dry the mossN3
Upon his teeth was dryN
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And on a dayK
His wife now in the earth a week or soQ3
Himself not well the doctor there to quietD3
His fears of sudden death pains in the chestA2
His manager had come was made to waitR3
Until the doctor finished brought the sheetsS3
Which showed the advertising circulationX
And Lowell studied them and said at lastQ2
That new reporter makes the Murray inquestA2
A thing of interest does the public like itI2
To which the manager It sells the paperN
And then the great man It has served its useT3
Now being nearly over print these wordsQ
The Murray inquest shows to what a lengthU3
Fantastic wit can go it should be stoppedV3
An editorial later might be wellY
Comment upon a father and a motherN
Invaded in their privacy and lifeT
In intimate relations dragged to viewT2
To sate the curious eyeN
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Next day the TimesA
Rebuked the coroner in these words And thenW3
Merival sent word I come to see youT2
Or else you come to see me or by processH2
If you refuse And so the editorN
Invited Merival to SunnysideB
To talk the matter out This was the talkX3
First Merival went over all the groundM
In mild locution what he sought to doT2
How as departments in the war had studiedY3
Disease and what not tabulated factsZ3
He wished to make a start for knowing livesA4
And finding remedies for lives It's trueT2
Not much might be accomplished also trueT2
The poet and the novelist gave thoughtK2
Analysis to lives yet who could tellY
What system might grow up to find the faultB4
In marriage as it is in rearing childrenX
In motherhood in homes for MerivalY
By way of wit said to this dullest manH
I know of mother and of home of heavenX
I've yet to learn Whereat the great man wincedC4
To hear the home and motherhood so slurredD4
And briefly said the Times would go its wayK
To serve the public interests and to fosterN
American ideals as he conceived themE4
Then Merival who knew the great man's natureN
How small it was and barren cold and dullY
And wedded to small things to gold and fearN
Of change and knew the life the woman livedI
These seven days in the earth with such a manH
Just by a zephyr of intangible thoughtK2
Veered round the talk to her to voice a wonderN
About the jet left turned his deputyD
Had overlooked a hose which she could drinkO2
Gas from a jet You needn't touch the jetU
Just leave it as she left it hide the hoseF4
And leave the gas on put the woman in bedG
This deputy said Merival was slackG4
And let a verdict pass of accidentH4
Oh yes said Merival your servant toldB2
About the hose the Times clutched in her handP
And may I test this jet while I am hereN
Go up to see and test itI2
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WhereuponI4
The great man with wide eyes stared in the eyesS2
Of Merival was speechless for a momentH4
Not knowing what to say while MerivalY
Read something in his eyes saw in his eyesS2
The secret beat to cover saw the manH
Turn head away which shook a little sawN
His chest expand for breath and heard at lastQ2
The editor in four steel bullet wordsQ
It is not necessaryD
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MerivalY
Had trapped the solitary fox aroseF4
And going said If it was suicideB
The inquest must be changedJ4
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The editorN
Looked through the window at the coronerN
Walking the gravel walk and saw his handP
Unlatch the iron gate and saw him passK4
From view behind the treesL4
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Then horror roseF4
Within his brain a nameless horror tookK3
The heart of him for fear this coronerN
Would dig this secret up and show the worldM4
The dead face of the woman self destroyedN4
And of the talk which would not come to himF2
To poison air he breathed no less of whyN
This woman took her life if for ill healthO4
Then why ill health O well he knew at heartP4
What he had done to break her starve her lifeT
And now accused himself too much for wordsQ
Ways temperament of him that murdered herN
For lovelessness and for deliberate handsB3
That pushed her off and downM3
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He rode that dayK
To see his cattle overlook the workQ4
But when night came with silence and the cryN
Of night hawks and the elegy of leavesR4
Beneath the stars that looked so cold at himF2
As he turned seeking sleep the dreaded painS4
Grew stronger in his breast Dawn came at lastQ2
And then the stir and voices of the maidsT4
And after breakfast in the carven roomW
Archibald Lowell standing by the mantelY
In his great library felt sudden painS4
Saw sudden darkness nothing saw at onceU4
Lying upon the marble of the hearthV4
His great head cut which struck the post of brassK4
In the hearth's railing only a little bloodN2
Archibald Lowell being dead at lastQ2
The Times left to the holders of the stockW4
Who kept his policy and kept the TimesA
As if the great man livedI
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And MerivalY
Taking the doctor's word that death was causedX4
By angina pectoris let it dropY4
And went his way with Elenor Murray's caseV2
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So Lowell's dead and buried had to dieN
But not through Elenor Murray That's the FateR3
That laughs at greatness little things that sneakZ4
From alien neighborhoods of life and killY
And Lowell leaves a will to which a boyN
Who sold the Times once afterward the StarN
Is alien as this Elenor to the manH
Who owned the Times But still is brought in touch
With Lowell's will because this Lowell diedB
Before he died And Merival learns the factsZ3
And brings them to the jury in these wordsQ

Edgar Lee Masters



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