The Spooniad Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

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The late Mr Jonathan Swift Somers laureate of SpoonA
River planned The Spooniad as an epic in twenty four booksB
but unfortunately did not live to complete even the firstC
book The fragment was found among his papers by WilliamD
Marion Reedy and was for the first time published in Reedy'sB
Mirror of DecemberthE
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Of John Cabanis' wrath and of the strifeF
Of hostile parties and his dire defeatG
Who led the common people in the causeB
Of freedom for Spoon River and the fallH
Of Rhodes' bank that brought unnumbered woesB
And loss to many with engendered hateI
That flamed into the torch in Anarch handsB
To burn the court house on whose blackened wreckJ
A fairer temple rose and Progress stoodK
Sing muse that lit the Chian's face with smilesB
Who saw the ant like Greeks and Trojans crawlH
About Scamander over walls pursuedL
Or else pursuing and the funeral pyresB
And sacred hecatombs and first becauseB
Of Helen who with Paris fled to TroyM
As soul mate and the wrath of Peleus' sonN
Decreed to lose Chryseis lovely spoilO
Of war and dearest concubineP
Say firstC
Thou son of night called Momus from whose eyesB
No secret hides and Thalia smiling oneN
What bred 'twixt Thomas Rhodes and John CabanisB
The deadly strife His daughter Flossie sheQ
Returning from her wandering with a troopR
Of strolling players walked the village streetsB
Her bracelets tinkling and with sparkling ringsB
And words of serpent wisdom and a smileS
Of cunning in her eyes Then Thomas RhodesB
Who ruled the church and ruled the bank as wellT
Made known his disapproval of the maidU
And all Spoon River whispered and the eyesB
Of all the church frowned on her till she knewV
They feared her and condemnedW
But them to floutX
She gave a dance to viols and to flutesB
Brought from Peoria and many youthsB
But lately made regenerate through the prayersB
Of zealous preachers and of earnest soulsB
Danced merrily and sought her in the danceB
Who wore a dress so low of neck that eyesB
Down straying might survey the snowy swaleT
Till it was lost in whitenessB
With the danceB
The village changed to merriment from gloomY
The milliner Mrs Williams could not fillT
Her orders for new hats and every seamstressB
Plied busy needles making gowns old trunksB
And chests were opened for their store of lacesB
And rings and trinkets were brought out of hidingZ
And all the youths fastidious grew of dressB
Notes passed and many a fair one's door at eveA2
Knew a bouquet and strolling lovers throngedB2
About the hills that overlooked the riverC2
Then since the mercy seats more empty showedD2
One of God's chosen lifted up his voiceB
The woman of Babylon is among us riseB
Ye sons of light and drive the wanton forthE
So John Cabanis left the church and leftE2
The hosts of law and order with his eyesB
By anger cleared and him the liberal causeB
Acclaimed as nominee to the mayoraltyQ
To vanquish A D BloodF2
But as the warG2
Waged bitterly for votes and rumors flewT
About the bank and of the heavy loansB
Which Rhodes' son had made to prop his lossB
In wheat and many drew their coin and leftE2
The bank of Rhodes more hollow with the talkH2
Among the liberals of another bankI2
Soon to be chartered lo the bubble burstC
'Mid cries and curses but the liberals laughedJ2
And in the hall of Nicholas Bindle heldK2
Wise converse and inspiriting debateI
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High on a stage that overlooked the chairsB
Where dozens sat and where a pop eyed daubL2
Of Shakespeare very like the hired manM2
Of Christian Dallmann brow and pointed beardN2
Upon a drab proscenium outward staredO2
Sat Harmon Whitney to that eminenceB
By merit raised in ribaldry and guileT
And to the assembled rebels thus he spakeP2
Whether to lie supine and let a cliqueQ2
Cold blooded scheming hungry singing psalmsB
Devour our substance wreck our banks and drainR2
Our little hoards for hazards on the priceB
Of wheat or pork or yet to cower beneathE
The shadow of a spire upreared to curbS2
A breed of lackeys and to serve the bankI2
Coadjutor in greed that is the questionN
Shall we have music and the jocund danceB
Or tolling bells Or shall young romance roamT2
These hills about the river flowering nowU2
To April's tears or shall they sit at homeT2
Or play croquet where Thomas Rhodes may seeQ
I ask you If the blood of youth runs o'erC2
And riots 'gainst this regimen of gloomY
Shall we submit to have these youths and maidsB
Branded as libertines and wantonsB
EreV2
His words were done a woman's voice called NoW2
Then rose a sound of moving chairs as whenX2
The numerous swine o'er run the replenished troughsB
And every head was turned as when a flockY2
Of geese back turning to the hunter's treadZ2
Rise up with flapping wings then rang the hallT
With riotous laughter for with battered hatA3
Tilted upon her saucy head and fistB3
Raised in defiance Daisy Fraser stoodK
Headlong she had been hurled from out the hallT
Save Wendell Bloyd who spoke for woman's rightsB
Prevented and the bellowing voice of BurchardC3
Then 'mid applause she hastened toward the stageD3
And flung both gold and silver to the causeB
And swiftly left the hallT
Meantime upstoodC3
A giant figure bearded like the sonN
Of Alcmene deep chested round of paunchQ
And spoke in thunder Over there beholdC3
A man who for the truth withstood his wifeF
Such is our spirit when that A D BloodC3
Compelled me to remove Dom PedroW2
QuickE3
Before Jim Brown could finish Jefferson HowardC3
Obtained the floor and spake Ill suits the timeF3
For clownish words and trivial is our causeB
If naught's at stake but John Cabanis' wrathE
He who was erstwhile of the other sideC3
And came to us for vengeance More's at stakeP2
Than triumph for New England or VirginiaG3
And whether rum be sold or for two yearsB
As in the past two years this town be dryH3
Matters but little Oh yes revenueT
For sidewalks sewers that is well enoughI3
I wish to God this fight were now inspiredC3
By other passion than to salve the prideC3
Of John Cabanis or his daughter WhyH3
Can never contests of great moment springZ
From worthy things not little Still if menX2
Must always act so and if rum must beQ
The symbol and the medium to releaseB
From life's denial and from slaveryQ
Then give me rumD
Exultant cries aroseB
Then as George Trimble had o'ercome his fearJ3
And vacillation and begun to speakQ2
The door creaked and the idiot Willie MetcalfK3
Breathless and hatless whiter than a sheetC3
Entered and cried The marshal's on his wayL3
To arrest you all And if you only knewT
Who's coming here to morrow I was listeningZ
Beneath the window where the other sideC3
Are making plansB
So to a smaller roomY
To hear the idiot's secret some withdrewT
Selected by the Chair the Chair himselfM3
And Jefferson Howard Benjamin PantierT
And Wendell Bloyd George Trimble Adam WeirauchQ
Imanuel Ehrenhardt Seth Compton Godwin JamesB
And Enoch Dunlap Hiram Scates Roy ButlerT
Carl Hamblin Roger Heston Ernest HydeC3
And Penniwit the artist Kinsey KeeneN3
And E C Culbertson and Franklin JonesB
Benjamin Fraser son of Benjamin PantierT
By Daisy Fraser some of lesser noteC3
And secretly conferredC3
But in the hallT
Disorder reigned and when the marshal cameO3
And found it so he marched the hoodlums outC3
And locked them upP3
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Meanwhile within a roomY
Back in the basement of the church with BloodC3
Counseled the wisest heads Judge Somers firstC3
Deep learned in life and next him Elliott HawkinsB
And Lambert Hutchins next him Thomas RhodesB
And Editor Whedon next him Garrison StandardC3
A traitor to the liberals who with lipQ3
Upcurled in scorn and with a bitter sneerT
Such strife about an insult to a womanN
A girl of eighteen Christian Dallman tooT
And others unrecorded Some there wereT
Who frowned not on the cup but loathed the ruleT
Democracy achieved thereby the freedomD
And lust of life it symbolizedC3
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Now morn with snowy fingers up the skyH3
Flung like an orange at a festivalT
The ruddy sun when from their hasty bedsB
Poured forth the hostile forces and the streetsB
Resounded to the rattle of the wheelsB
That drove this way and that to gather inR3
The tardy voters and the cries of chieftainsB
Who manned the battle But at ten o'clockY2
The liberals bellowed fraud and at the pollsB
The rival candidates growled and came to blowsB
Then proved the idiot's tale of yester eveA2
A word of warning Suddenly on the streetsB
Walked hog eyed Allen terror of the hillsB
That looked on Bernadotte ten miles removedC3
No man of this degenerate day could liftC3
The boulders which he threw and when he spokeS3
The windows rattled and beneath his browsB
Thatched like a shed with bristling hair of blackT3
His small eyes glistened like a maddened boarT
And as he walked the boards creaked as he walkedC3
A song of menace rumbled Thus he cameO3
The champion of A D Blood commissionedC3
To terrify the liberals Many fledC3
As when a hawk soars o'er the chicken yardC3
He passed the polls and with a playful handC3
Touched Brown the giant and he fell againstC3
As though he were a child the wall so strongU3
Was hog eyed Allen But the liberals smiledC3
For soon as hog eyed Allen reached the walkH2
Close on his steps paced Bengal Mike brought inR3
By Kinsey Keene the subtle witted oneN
To match the hog eyed Allen He was scarceB
Three fourths the other's bulk but steel his armsB
And with a tiger's heart Two men he killedC3
And many wounded in the days beforeT
And no one fearedC3
But when the hog eyed oneN
Saw Bengal Mike his countenance grew darkV3
The bristles o'er his red eyes twitched with rageD3
The song he rumbled lowered Round and roundC3
The court house paced he followed stealthilyT
By Bengal Mike who jeered him every stepW3
Come elephant and fight Come hog eyed cowardC3
Come face about and fight me lumbering sneakQ2
Come beefy bully hit me if you canM2
Take out your gun you duffer give me reasonN
To draw and kill you Take your billy outC3
I'll crack your boar's head with a piece of brickE3
But never a word the hog eyed one returnedC3
But trod about the court house followed bothE
By troops of boys and watched by all the menX2
All day they walked the square But when ApolloT
Stood with reluctant look above the hillsB
As fain to see the end and all the votesB
Were cast and closed the polls before the doorT
Of Trainor's drug store Bengal Mike in tonesB
That echoed through the village bawled the tauntC3
Who was your mother hog eyed In a triceB
As when a wild boar turns upon the houndC3
That through the brakes upon an August dayL3
Has gashed him with its teeth the hog eyed oneN
Rushed with his giant arms on Bengal MikeX3
And grabbed him by the throat Then rose to heavenN
The frightened cries of boys and yells of menX2
Forth rushing to the street And Bengal MikeX3
Moved this way and now that drew in his headC3
As if his neck to shorten and bent downY3
To break the death grip of the hog eyed oneN
'Twixt guttural wrath and fast expiring strengthE
Striking his fists against the invulnerable chestC3
Of hog eyed Allen Then when some came inR3
To part them others stayed them and the fightC3
Spread among dozens many valiant soulsB
Went down from clubs and bricksB
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But tell me MuseB
What god or goddess rescued Bengal MikeX3
With one last mighty struggle did he graspZ3
The murderous hands and turning kick his foeT
Then as if struck by lightning vanished allT
The strength from hog eyed Allen at his sideC3
Sank limp those giant arms and o'er his faceB
Dread pallor and the sweat of anguish spreadC3
And those great knees invincible but lateC3
Shook to his weight And quickly as the lionN
Leaps on its wounded prey did Bengal MikeX3
Smite with a rock the temple of his foeT
And down he sank and darkness o'er his eyesB
Passed like a cloudC3
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As when the woodman fellsB
Some giant oak upon a summer's dayL3
And all the songsters of the forest shrillT
And one great hawk that has his nestling youngA4
Amid the topmost branches croaks as crashQ
The leafy branches through the tangled boughsB
Of brother oaks so fell the hog eyed oneN
Amid the lamentations of the friendsB
Of A D BloodC3
Just then four lusty menX2
Bore the town marshall on whose iron faceB
The purple pall of death already layL3
To Trainor's drug store shot by Jack McGuireT
And cries went up of Lynch him and the soundC3
Of running feet from every side was heardC3
Bent on theG3

Edgar Lee Masters



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