Samuel Butler Et Al Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABCDEFGHIJK LMNMOPMQRSTUVWRO DMQXOYQMPZA2OMB2 PC2D2E2RF2G2PH2I2J2 K2SPL2RM2N2MO2NM P2Q2R2RRS2RRT2U2V2W2 X2Y2W2W2Z2A3B3 V2W2C3D3E3T2F3G3H3I3 Q J3K3N2X2L3CM3N3O3N2P 3 Q3R3S3T3CU3O2CV3W3R3 R3 I2CX3Y3Z3N2RA4ORP2RN 2B4I2C4C D4A4OZ2E4F4G4H4I4N2N 2N2N2A4J4C X3K4L4M4X3A2N4O4L2B2 L4 J4B2N2L3P4Q4R4CS4T4R N2I2S2Y2CU4X3K4L4K4| Let me consider your emergence | A |
| From the milieu of our youth | B |
| We have played all the afternoon grown hungry | C |
| No meal has been prepared where have you been | D |
| Toward sun's decline we see you down the path | E |
| And run to meet you and perhaps you smile | F |
| Or take us in your arms Perhaps again | G |
| You look at us say nothing are absorbed | H |
| Or chide us for our dirty frocks or faces | I |
| Of running wild without our meals | J |
| You do not speak | K |
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| Then in the house seized with a sudden joy | L |
| After removing gloves and hat you run | M |
| As with a winged descending flight and cry | N |
| Half song half exclamation | M |
| Seize one of us | O |
| Crush one of us with mad embraces bite | P |
| Ears of us in a rapture of affection | M |
| You shall have supper then you say | Q |
| The stove lids rattle wood's poked in the fire | R |
| The kettle steams pots boil by seven o'clock | S |
| We sit down to a meal of hodge podge stuff | T |
| I understand now how your youth and spirits | U |
| Fought back the drabness of the village | V |
| And wonder not you spent the afternoons | W |
| With such bright company as Eugenia Turner | R |
| And I forgive you hunger loneliness | O |
| - | |
| But when we asked you where you'd been | D |
| Complained of loneliness and hunger spoke of children | M |
| Who lived in order sat down thrice a day | Q |
| To cream and porridge bread and meat | X |
| We think to corner you alas for us | O |
| Your anger flashes swords Reasons pour out | Y |
| Like anvil sparks to justify your way | Q |
| Your father's always gone you selfish children | M |
| You'd have me in the house from morn till night | P |
| You put us in the wrong our cause is routed | Z |
| We turn to bed unsatisfied in mind | A2 |
| You've overwhelmed us not convinced us | O |
| Our sense of wrong defeat breeds resolution | M |
| To whip you out when minds grow strong | B2 |
| - | |
| Up in the moon lit room without a light | P |
| The lamps have not been filled | C2 |
| We crawl in unmade beds | D2 |
| We leave you pouring over paper backs | E2 |
| We peek above your shoulder | R |
| It is The Lady in White you read | F2 |
| Next morning you are dead for sleep | G2 |
| You've sat up more than half the night | P |
| We have been playing hours when you arise | H2 |
| It's nine o'clock when breakfast's served at last | I2 |
| When school days come I'm always late to school | J2 |
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| Shy hungry children scuffle at your door | K2 |
| Eye through the crack maybe at nine o'clock | S |
| Find father has returned during the night | P |
| You are all happiness his idlest word | L2 |
| Provokes your laughter | R |
| He shows us rolls of precious money earned | M2 |
| He's given you a silk dress money too | N2 |
| For suits and shoes for us all is forgiven | M |
| You run about the house | O2 |
| As with a winged descending flight and cry | N |
| Half song half exclamation | M |
| - | |
| We're sick so much But then no human soul | P2 |
| Could be more sweet when one of us is sick | Q2 |
| We run to colds have measles mumps our throats | R2 |
| Are weak the doctor says If rooms were warmer | R |
| And clothes were warmer food more regular | R |
| And sleep more regular it might be different | S2 |
| Then there's the well You fear the water | R |
| He laughs at you we children drink the water | R |
| Though it tastes bitter shows white particles | T2 |
| It may be shreds of rats drowned in the well | U2 |
| The village has no drainage blights and mildews | V2 |
| Get in our throats I spend a certain spring | W2 |
| Bent over yellow coughing blood at times | X2 |
| Sick to somnambulistic sense of things | Y2 |
| You blame him for the well that's just one thing | W2 |
| You seem to differ about everything | W2 |
| You seem to hate each other when you quarrel | Z2 |
| We cry take sides sometimes are whipped | A3 |
| For taking sides | B3 |
| - | |
| Our broken school days lose us clues | V2 |
| Some lesson has been missed the final meaning | W2 |
| And wholeness of the grammar are disturbed | C3 |
| That shall not be made up in all our life | D3 |
| The children save a few are not our friends | E3 |
| Some taunt us with your quarrels | T2 |
| We learn great secrets scrawled in signs or words | F3 |
| Of foulness on the fences So it is | G3 |
| An American village in a great Republic | H3 |
| Where men are free where therefore goodness wisdom | I3 |
| Must have their way | Q |
| - | |
| We reach the budding age | J3 |
| Sweet aches are in our breasts | K3 |
| Is it spring or God or music is it you | N2 |
| I am all tenderness for you at times | X2 |
| Then hate myself for feeling so my flesh | L3 |
| Crawls by an instinct from you You repel me | C |
| Sometimes with an insidious smile a look | M3 |
| What are these phantasies I have They breed | N3 |
| Strange hatred for you even while I feel | O3 |
| My soul's home is with you must be with you | N2 |
| To find my soul's rest | P3 |
| - | |
| I must go back a little At ten years | Q3 |
| I play with Paula | R3 |
| I plait her crowns of flowers carry her books | S3 |
| Defend her watch her choose her in the games | T3 |
| You overhear us under the oak tree | C |
| Calling her doll our child You catch my coat | U3 |
| And draw me in the house | O2 |
| When I resist you whip me cruelly | C |
| To think of whipping me at such time | V3 |
| And mix the shame of smarting legs and back | W3 |
| With love of Paula | R3 |
| So I lose Paula | R3 |
| - | |
| I am a man at last | I2 |
| I now can master what you are and see | C |
| What you have been You cannot rout me now | X3 |
| Or put me in the wrong Out of old wounds | Y3 |
| Remembrance of your baffling days | Z3 |
| I take great strength and show you | N2 |
| Where you have been untruthful where a hater | R |
| Where narrow bitter growing in on self | A4 |
| Where you neglected us | O |
| Where you heaped fast destruction on our father | R |
| For now I know that you devoured his soul | P2 |
| And that no soul that you could not devour | R |
| Could have its peace with you | N2 |
| You've dwindled to a quiet word like this | B4 |
| You are unfilial Which means at last | I2 |
| That I have conquered you at least it means | C4 |
| That you could not devour me | C |
| - | |
| Yet am I blind to you Let me confess | D4 |
| You are the world's whole cycle in yourself | A4 |
| You can be summer rich and luminous | O |
| You can be autumn mellow mystical | Z2 |
| You can be winter with a cheerful hearth | E4 |
| You can be March bitter bright and hard | F4 |
| Pouring sharp sleet and showering cutting hail | G4 |
| You can be April of the flying cloud | H4 |
| And intermittent sun and musical air | I4 |
| I am not you while being you | N2 |
| While finding in myself so much of you | N2 |
| It tears my other self which is not you | N2 |
| My tragedy is this I do not love you | N2 |
| Your tragedy is this my other self | A4 |
| Which triumphs over you you hate at heart | J4 |
| Your solace is you have no faith in me | C |
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| All quiet now no March days with you now | X3 |
| Only the soft coals slumbering in your face | K4 |
| I saw you totter over a ravine | L4 |
| Your eyes averted watching steps | M4 |
| A light of resignation on your brow | X3 |
| Your thin spun hair all gray blown by the wind | A2 |
| Which swayed the blossomed cherry trees | N4 |
| Bent last year's reeds | O4 |
| Shook early dandelions and tossed a bird | L2 |
| That left a branch with song | B2 |
| I saw you totter over a ravine | L4 |
| - | |
| What were you at the start | J4 |
| What soul dissatisfaction sense of wrong | B2 |
| Of being thwarted stung you | N2 |
| What was your shrinking of the flesh | L3 |
| What fear of being soiled misunderstood | P4 |
| What wrath for loneliness which constant hope | Q4 |
| Saw turned to fine companionship | R4 |
| What in your marriage what in seeing me | C |
| The fruit of marriage recreated traits | S4 |
| Of face or spirit which you loathed | T4 |
| What in your father and your mother | R |
| And in the chromosomes from which you grew | N2 |
| By what mitosis could result at last | I2 |
| In you in issues of such moment | S2 |
| In our dissevered beings | Y2 |
| In what the world will take from me | C |
| In children in events | U4 |
| All quiet now no March days with you now | X3 |
| Only the soft coals slumbering in your face | K4 |
| I saw you totter over a ravine | L4 |
| And back of you the Furies | K4 |
Edgar Lee Masters
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