Dr. Trace To The Coroner Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABCDEFGHBIJKLM NOPQRSTUVWX YZA2BB2B2C2D2ME2F2G2 IP G2H2I2E2J2K2L2L2M2N2 O2P2Q2BR2 E2S2T2PMI2K2U2IIV2W2 I L2V2IX2Y2V2V2V2V2V2I V2Z2A3IF2 B3V2C3D3E2E3IF2Z2F3V 2IID3F3G3F3GB3H3V2I3 J3G3W2I IK3Q2L3F2M3G3V2P2IZ2 G3N3W2IO3IXF3G3D3IIII cannot tell you Coroner the cause | A |
Of death of Elenor Murray not until | B |
My chemical analysis is finished | C |
Here is the woman's heart sealed in this jar | D |
I weighed it weight nine ounces if she had | E |
A hemolysis cannot tell you now | F |
What caused the hemolysis Since you say | G |
She took no castor oil that you can learn | H |
From Irma Leese or any witness still | B |
A chemical analysis may show | I |
The presence of ricin and that she took | J |
A dose of oil not pure Her throat betrayed | K |
Slight inflammation but in brief I wait | L |
My chemical analysis | M |
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Let's exclude | N |
The things we know and narrow down the facts | O |
She lay there by the river death had come | P |
Some twenty hours before No stick or stone | Q |
No weapon near her bottle poison box | R |
No bruise upon her in her mouth no dust | S |
No foreign bodies in her nostrils neck | T |
Without a mark no punctures cuts or scars | U |
Upon her anywhere no water in lungs | V |
No mud sand straws or weeds in hands the nails | W |
Clean as if freshly manicured | X |
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Again | Y |
No evidence of rape I first examined | Z |
The genitals in situ found them sound | A2 |
The girl had lived was not a virgin still | B |
Had temperately indulged and not at all | B2 |
In recent months no evidence at all | B2 |
Of conjugation willingly or not | C2 |
The day of death But still I lifted out | D2 |
The ovaries fallopian tubes and uterus | M |
The vagina and vulvae Opened up | E2 |
The mammals found no milk No pregnancy | F2 |
Existed sealed these organs up to test | G2 |
For poison later as we doctors know | I |
Sometimes a poison's introduced per vaginam | P |
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I sealed the brain up too shall make a test | G2 |
Of blood and serum for urea death | H2 |
Comes suddenly from that you find no lesion | I2 |
Must take a piece of brain and cut it up | E2 |
Pour boiling water on it break the brain | J2 |
To finer pieces pour the water off | K2 |
Digest the piece of brain in other water | L2 |
Repeat four times the solutions mix together | L2 |
Dry in an oven treat with ether at last | M2 |
The residue put on a slide of glass | N2 |
With nitric acid let it stand awhile | O2 |
Then take your microscope if there's urea | P2 |
You'll see the crystals very beautiful | Q2 |
A cobra's beautiful but scarce can kill | B |
As quick as these | R2 |
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Likewise I have sealed up | E2 |
The stomach liver kidneys spleen intestines | S2 |
So many poisons have no microscopic | T2 |
Appearance that convinces opium | P |
Hyoscyamus belladonna fool us | M |
But as the stomach had no inflammation | I2 |
It was not chloral ether took her off | K2 |
Which we can smell to boot But I can find | U2 |
Strychnia if it killed her though you know | I |
That case in England sixty years ago | I |
Where the analysis did not disclose | V2 |
Strychnia though they hung a man for giving | W2 |
That poison to a fellow | I |
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To recur | L2 |
I'm down to this Perhaps a hemolysis | V2 |
But what produced it If I find no ricin | I |
I turn to streptococcus deadly snake | X2 |
Or shall I call him tiger For I think | Y2 |
The microscopic world of living things | V2 |
Is just a little jungle filled with tigers | V2 |
Snakes lions what you will with teeth and claws | V2 |
The perfect miniatures of these monstrous foes | V2 |
Sweet words come from the lips and tender hands | V2 |
Like Elenor Murray's minister nor know | I |
The jungle has been roused in throat or lungs | V2 |
And shapes venene begin to crawl and eat | Z2 |
The ruddy apples of the blood eject | A3 |
Their triple venomous excreta in | I |
The channels of the body | F2 |
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There's the heart | B3 |
Which may be weakened by a streptococcus | V2 |
But if she had a syncope and fell | C3 |
She must have bruised her body or her head | D3 |
And if she had a syncope was held up | E2 |
Who held her up That might have cost her life | E3 |
To be held up in syncope You know | I |
You lay a person down in syncope | F2 |
And oftentimes the heart resumes its beat | Z2 |
Perhaps she was held up until she died | F3 |
Then laid there by the river so no bruise | V2 |
So many theories come to me But again | I |
I say to you look for a man Run down | I |
All clues of Gregory Wenner He is dead | D3 |
Loss of a building drives to suicide | F3 |
The papers say but still it may be true | G3 |
He was with Elenor Murray when she died | F3 |
Pushed her we'll say or struck her in a way | G |
To leave no mark a tap upon the heart | B3 |
That shocked the muscles more or less obscure | H3 |
That bind the auricles and ventricles | V2 |
And killed her Then he flies away in fear | I3 |
Aghast at what he does and kills himself | J3 |
Look for a man I say It must be true | G3 |
She went so secretly to walk that morning | W2 |
To meet a man why would she walk alone | I |
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So while you hunt the man I'll look for ricin | I |
And with my chemicals end up the search | K3 |
I never saw a heart more beautiful | Q2 |
Just look at it We doctors all agreed | L3 |
This Elenor Murray might have lived to ninety | F2 |
Except for jungles poison sudden shock | M3 |
I take my bottle with the heart of Elenor | G3 |
And go about my way It beat in France | V2 |
It beat for France and for America | P2 |
But what is truer somewhere was a man | I |
For whom it beat | Z2 |
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When Irma Leese the Aunt of Elenor Murray | G3 |
Appeared before the coroner she told | N3 |
Of Elenor Murray's visit of the morning | W2 |
She left to walk was never seen again | I |
And brought the coroner some letters sent | O3 |
By Elenor from France What follows now | I |
Is what the coroner or the jury heard | X |
From Irma Leese from letters drawn beside | F3 |
The riffle that the death of Elenor Murray | G3 |
Sent round the life of Irma Leese which spread | D3 |
To Tokio and touched a man the son | I |
Of Irma Leese's sister dead Corinne | I |
The mother of this man in Tokio | I |
Edgar Lee Masters
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