Henry Phipps Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: ABCDEFCGHIJKLMNKOKPQ RSTFUDVWXY

I was the Sunday school superintendentA
The dummy president of the wagon worksB
And the canning factoryC
Acting for Thomas Rhodes and the banking cliqueD
My son the cashier of the bankE
Wedded to Rhodes' daughterF
My week days spent in making moneyC
My Sundays at church and in prayerG
In everything a cog in the wheel of things as they areH
Of money master and man made whiteI
With the paint of the Christian creedJ
And thenK
The bank collapsed I stood and looked at the wrecked machineL
The wheels with blow holes stopped with putty and paintedM
The rotten bolts the broken rodsN
And only the hopper for souls fit to be used againK
In a new devourer of life when newspapers judges and money magiciansO
Build over againK
I was stripped to the bone but I lay in the Rock of AgesP
Seeing now through the game no longer a dupeQ
And knowing the upright shall dwell in the landR
But the years of the wicked shall be shortenedS
Then suddenly Dr Meyers discoveredT
A cancer in my liverF
I was not after all the particular care of GodU
Why even thus standing on a peakD
Above the mists through which I had climbedV
And ready for larger life in the worldW
Eternal forcesX
Moved me on with a pushY

Edgar Lee Masters



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