Ippolit Konovaloff Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABCDECFGGCHIGGJKLMGN GC| I was a gun smith in Odessa | A |
| One night the police broke in the room | B |
| Where a group of us were reading Spencer | C |
| And seized our books and arrested us | D |
| But I escaped and came to New York | E |
| And thence to Chicago and then to Spoon River | C |
| Where I could study my Kant in peace | F |
| And eke out a living repairing guns | G |
| Look at my moulds My architectonics | G |
| One for a barrel one for a hammer | C |
| And others for other parts of a gun | H |
| Well now suppose no gun smith living | I |
| Had anything else but duplicate moulds | G |
| Of these I show you well all guns | G |
| Would be just alike with a hammer to hit | J |
| The cap and a barrel to carry the shot | K |
| All acting alike for themselves and all | L |
| Acting against each other alike | M |
| And there would be your world of guns | G |
| Which nothing could ever free from itself | N |
| Except a Moulder with different moulds | G |
| To mould the metal over | C |
Edgar Lee Masters
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