Widow La Rue Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

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What will happen Widow La RueB
For last night at three o'clockC
You woke and saw by your window againD
Amid the shadowy locust groveE
The phantom of the old soldierF
A shadow of blue like mercury lightG
What will happen Widow La RueB
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What may not happenH
In this place of summer lonelinessI
For neither the sunlight of JulyA
Nor the blue of the lakeJ
Nor the green boundaries of cool woodlandsK
Nor the song of larks and thrushesL
Nor the bravuras of bobolinksL
Nor scents of hay new mownH
Nor the ox blood sumach conesL
Nor the snow of nodding yarrowM
Nor clover blossoms on the dizzy crestN
Of the bluff by the lakeJ
Can take away the lonelinessL
Of this July by the lakeJ
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Last night you saw the old soldierF
By your window Widow La RueB
Or was it your husband you sawL
As he lay by the gate so long agoM
With the iris of his eyes so blackO
And the white of his eyes so china blueB
And specks of blood on his faceL
Like a wall specked by a shake a brushP
And something like blubber or pinkish waxL
Hiding the gash in his throatQ
The serum and blood blown up by the breathR
From emptied lungsL
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So Widow La Rue has gone to a friendS
For the afternoon and the nightG
Where the phantom will not comeT
Where the phantom may be forgottenH
And scarcely has she turned the roadU
Round the water mill by the creekV
When the telephone rings and daughter FloraW
Springs up from a drowsy chairX
And the ennui of a bookY
And runs to answer the callZ
And her heart gives a boundA2
And her heart stops stillB2
As she hears the voice and a faintness coursesL
Quick as poison through all her frameC2
And something like bees swarming in her breastN
Comes to her throat in a surge of fearD2
Rapture passion for what is the voiceL
But the voice of her loverF
And just because she is here aloneH
In this desolate summer house by the lakeJ
And just because this man is forbiddenH
To cross her way for a taint in his bloodE2
Of drink from a father who died of drinkF2
And just because he is in her thoughtG2
By night and dayH2
The voice of him heats her through like fireF
She sways from dizzinessL
The telephone falls from her shaking handI2
He is in the village is walking outJ2
He will be at the door in an hourF
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The sun is half a hand above the lakeJ
In a sky of lemon dust down to the purple vastnessL
On the dizzy crest of the bluff the balls of cloverF
Bow in the warm wind blowing across a meadowM
Where hay cocks stand new piled by the harvestersL
Clear to the forest of pine and beech at the meadow's endS
A robin on the tip of a poplar's spireK2
Sings to the sinking sun and the evening planetL2
Over the olive green of the darkening forestM2
A thin moon slits the sky and down the roadU
Two lovers walkN2
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It is night when they reappearD2
From the forest walking the hay field overF
And the sky is so full of stars it seemsL
Like a field of buckwheat And the lovers look upO2
Then stand entranced under the silence of starsL
And in the silence of the scented hay fieldP2
Blurred only by a lisp of the listless waterF
A hundred feet belowM
And at last they sit by a cock of hayH2
As warm as the nest of a birdQ2
Hand clasped in hand and silentR2
Large eyed and silentR2
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O daughter FloraW
Delicious weakness is on you nowH
With your lover's face above youB
You can scarcely lift your handI2
Or turn your headS2
Pillowed upon the fragrant hayH2
You dare not open your moistened eyesL
For fear of this sky of starsL
For fear of your lover's eyesL
The trance of nature has taken youB
Rocked on creation's tideT2
And the kinship you feel for this manH
Confessed this night so often confessedN
And wondered atU2
Has coiled its final sorcery about youB
You do not know what it isL
Nor care what it isL
Nor care what fate is to comeT
The night has youB
You only move white fainting handsL
Against his strength then let them fallZ
Your lips are parted over set teethV2
A dewy moisture with the aroma of a woman's bodyW2
Maddens your loverF
And in a swift and terrible momentR2
The mystery of love is unveiled to youB
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Then your lover sits up with a sighA
But you lie there so still with closed eyesL
So content scarcely breathing under that ocean of starsL
A night bird calls and a vagrant zephyrF
Stirs your uncoiled hair on your bare bosomT
But you do not moveX2
And the sun comes up at lastY2
Finding you asleep in his armsL
There by the hay cockC
And he kisses your tears awayH2
And redeems his word of last nightG
For down to the village you goM
And take your vows before the Pastor thereX
And then return to the summer houseL
All is wellZ2
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Widow La Rue has returnedA3
And is rocking on the porchB3
What is about to happenH
For last night the phantom of the old soldierF
Appeared to her againH
It followed her to the house of her friendS
And appeared againH
But more than ever was it her husbandC3
With the iris of his eyes so blackO
And the white of his eyes so china blueB
And while she thinks of itD3
And wonders what is about to happenH
She hears laughterF
And looking up beholds her daughterF
And the forbidden loverF
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And then the daughter and her husbandC3
Come to the porch and the daughter saysL
We have just been married in the village motherF
Will you forgive usL
This is your son you must kiss your sonH
And Widow La Rue from her chair arisesL
And calmly takes her child in her armsL
And clasps his handI2
And after gazing upon himE3
Imperturbably as Clytemnestra lookedF3
Upon returning AgamemnonH
With a light in her eyes which neither fathomedF3
She kissed himE3
And in a calm voice blessed themG3
Then sent her daughter singingH3
On an errand back to the villageI3
To market for dinner sayingH3
We'll talk over plans my dearD2
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And the young husbandF3
Rocks on the porch without a thoughtF3
Of the lightning about to strikeJ3
And like Clytemnestra Widow La RueB
Enters the houseL
And while he is rocking with all his spirit in a rythmic raptureF
The Widow La Rue takes a seat in the roomK3
By a window back of the chair where he rocksL
And drawing the shadeF3
She speaksL
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These two nights past I have seen the phantom of the old soldierF
Who haunts the midnightsL
Of this summer lonelinessL
And I knew that a doom was at handF3
You have married my daughter and this is the doomK3
O God in heavenH
Then a horror as of a writhing whitenessL
Winds out of the July glareX
And stops the flow of his bloodF3
As he hears from the re echoing roomK3
The voice of Widow La RueB
Moving darkly between banksL
Of delirious fear and woeM
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Be calm till you hear me throughB
Do not move or enter hereL3
I am hiding my face from youB
Hear me through and then flyA
I warned her against you but how could I tell herF
Why you were not for herF
But tell me now have you come togetherF
No Thank God for thatF3
For you must not come togetherF
Now listen while I whisper to youB
My daughter was born of a lawless loveX2
For a man I loved before I marriedF3
And when for five years no child cameC2
I went to this manH
And begged him to give me a childF3
Well then the child was born your wife as it seemsL
And when my husband saw herF
And saw the likeness of this man in her faceL
He went out of the house where they found him laterF
By the entrance gateF3
With the iris of his eyes so blackO
And the white of his eyes so china blueB
And specks of blood on his faceL
Like a wall specked by a shake of a brushP
And something like blubber or pinkish waxL
Hiding the gash in his throatF3
The serum and blood blown up by the breathR
From emptied lungs Yes there by the gate O GodF3
Quit rocking your chair Don't you understandF3
Quit rocking your chair Go GoM
Leap from the bluff to the rocks on the shoreM3
Take down the sickle and end yourselfX2
You don't care you say for all I've told youB
Well then you see you're older than FloraW
And her father died when she was a babyX2
And you were four when your father diedF3
And her father died on the very dayF3
That your father diedF3
At the verv same momentF3
On the very same bedF3
Don't you understandF3
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He ceases to rock He reels from the porchB3
He runs and stumbles to reach the roadF3
He yells and curses and tears his hairX
He staggers and falls and rises and runsL
And Widow La RueB
With the eyes of ClytemnestraB
Stands at the window and watches himE3
Running and tearing his hairB
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She seems so calm when the daughter returnsL
She only says He has gone to the meadowM
He will soon be backO
But he never came backO
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And the years went on till the daughter's hairB
Was white as her mother's there in the graveA
She was known as the bride whom the bridegroom leftF3
And didn't say good byeA

Edgar Lee Masters



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