The Sign Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: ABCB DDDEEFF GGGHIJHHH KKKLLL

There's not a soul on the squareA
And the snow blows up like a sailB
Or dizzily drifts like a drunken manC
Falling before the galeB
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And when the wind eddies it riftsD
The snow that lies in driftsD
And it skims along the walk and siftsD
In stairways doorways all aboutE
The steps of the church in an angry routE
And one would think that a hungry houndF
Was out in the cold for the soundF
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But I do not seem to mindG
The snow that makes one blindG
Nor the crying voice of the windG
I hate to hear the creak of the signH
Of Harmon Whitney attorney at lawI
With its rhythmic monotone of aweJ
And neither a moan nor yet a whineH
Nor a cry of pain one can't defineH
The sound of a creaking signH
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Especially if the sky be bleakK
And no one stirs however you seekK
And every time you hear it creakK
You wonder why they leave it stayL
When a man is buried and hidden awayL
Many a dayL

Edgar Lee Masters



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