Avon's Harvest Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
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Might one day cool had now in Avon's eyes | B |
Been witness for so long of an invasion | C |
That made of a gay friend whom we had known | D |
Almost a memory wore no other name | E |
As yet for us than fear Another man | F |
Than Avon might have given to us at least | G |
A futile opportunity for words | H |
We might regret But Avon since it happened | I |
Fed with his unrevealing reticence | J |
The fire of death we saw that horribly | K |
Consumed him while he crumbled and said nothing | L |
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So many a time had I been on the edge | M |
And off again of a foremeasured fall | N |
Into the darkness and discomfiture | O |
Of his oblique rebuff that finally | K |
My silence honored his holding itself | P |
Away from a gratuitous intrusion | C |
That likely would have widened a new distance | J |
Already wide enough if not so new | Q |
But there are seeming parallels in space | R |
That may converge in time and so it was | S |
I walked with Avon fought and pondered with him | T |
While he made out a case for So and so | U |
Or slaughtered What's his name in his old way | V |
With a new difference Nothing in Avon lately | K |
Was or was ever again to be for us | W |
Like him that we remembered and all the while | X |
We saw that fire at work within his eyes | B |
And had no glimpse of what was burning there | O |
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So for a year it went and so it went | Y |
For half another year when all at once | J |
At someone's tinkling afternoon at home | Z |
I saw that in the eyes of Avon's wife | A2 |
The fire that I had met the day before | O |
In his had found another living fuel | B2 |
To look at her and then to think of him | T |
And thereupon to contemplate the fall | N |
Of a dim curtain over the dark end | C2 |
Of a dark play required of me no more | O |
Clairvoyance than a man who cannot swim | T |
Will exercise in seeing that his friend | C2 |
Off shore will drown except he save himself | P |
To her I could say nothing and to him | T |
No more than tallied with a long belief | D2 |
That I should only have it back again | E2 |
For my chagrin to ruminate upon | F2 |
Ingloriously for the still time it starved | G2 |
And that would be for me as long a time | H2 |
As I remembered Avon who is yet | I2 |
Not quite forgotten On the other hand | J2 |
For saying nothing I might have with me always | K2 |
An injured and recriminating ghost | L2 |
Of a dead friend The more I pondered it | M2 |
The more I knew there was not much to lose | N2 |
Albeit for one whose delving hitherto | Q |
Had been a forage of his own affairs | O2 |
The quest however golden the reward | P2 |
Was irksome and as Avon suddenly | K |
And soon was driven to let me see was needless | W |
It seemed an age ago that we were there | O |
One evening in the room that in the days | K2 |
When they could laugh he called the Library | K |
He calls it that you understand she said | Q2 |
Because the dictionary always lives here | O |
He's not a man of books yet he can read | Q2 |
And write He learned it all at school He smiled | R2 |
And answered with a fervor that rang then | E2 |
Superfluous Had I learned a little more | O |
At school it might have been as well for me | K |
And I remember now that he paused then | E2 |
Leaving a silence that one had to break | S2 |
But this was long ago and there was now | T2 |
No laughing in that house We were alone | D |
This time and it was Avon's time to talk | U2 |
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I waited and anon became aware | O |
That I was looking less at Avon's eyes | B |
Than at the dictionary like one asking | L |
Already why we make so much of words | H |
That have so little weight in the true balance | J |
Your name is Resignation for an hour | O |
He said and I'm a little sorry for you | Q |
So be resigned I shall not praise your work | V2 |
Or strive in any way to make you happy | K |
My purpose only is to make you know | U |
How clearly I have known that you have known | D |
There was a reason waited on your coming | L |
And if it's in me to see clear enough | W2 |
To fish the reason out of a black well | X2 |
Where you see only a dim sort of glimmer | O |
That has for you no light | Y2 |
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I see the well | X2 |
I said but there's a doubt about the glimmer | O |
Say nothing of the light I'm at your service | W |
And though you say that I shall not be happy | K |
I shall be if in some way I may serve | Z2 |
To tell you fairly now that I know nothing | L |
Is nothing more than fair You know as much | A3 |
As any man alive save only one man | F |
If he's alive Whether he lives or not | B3 |
Is rather for time to answer than for me | K |
And that's a reason or a part of one | C |
For your appearance here You do not know him | T |
And even if you should pass him in the street | C3 |
He might go by without your feeling him | T |
Between you and the world I cannot say | V |
Whether he would but I suppose he might | Y2 |
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And I suppose you might if urged I said | Q2 |
Say in what water it is that we are fishing | L |
You that have reasons hidden in a well | X2 |
Not mentioning all your nameless friends that walk | U2 |
The streets and are not either dead or living | L |
For company are surely one would say | V |
To be forgiven if you may seem distraught | D3 |
I mean distrait I don't know what I mean | E3 |
I only know that I am at your service | W |
Always yet with a special reservation | C |
That you may deem eccentric All the same | E |
Unless your living dead man comes to life | A2 |
Or is less indiscriminately dead | Q2 |
I shall go home | Z |
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No you will not go home | Z |
Said Avon or I beg that you will not | B3 |
So saying he went slowly to the door | O |
And turned the key Forgive me and my manners | F3 |
But I would be alone with you this evening | L |
The key as you observe is in the lock | G3 |
And you may sit between me and the door | O |
Or where you will You have my word of honor | O |
That I would spare you the least injury | K |
That might attend your presence here this evening | L |
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I thank you for your soothing introduction | C |
Avon I said Go on The Lord giveth | A |
The Lord taketh away I trust myself | P |
Always to you and to your courtesy | K |
Only remember that I cling somewhat | H3 |
Affectionately to the old tradition | C |
I understand you and your part said Avon | F2 |
And I dare say it's well enough tonight | Y2 |
We play around the circumstance a little | B2 |
I've read of men that half way to the stake | S2 |
Would have their little joke It's well enough | W2 |
Rather a waste of time but well enough | W2 |
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I listened as I waited and heard steps | I3 |
Outside of one who paused and then went on | F2 |
And having heard I might as well have seen | E3 |
The fear in his wife's eyes He gazed away | V |
As I could see in helpless thought of her | O |
And said to me Well then it was like this | J3 |
Some tales will have a deal of going back | K3 |
In them before they are begun But this one | C |
Begins in the beginning when he came | E |
I was a boy at school sixteen years old | L3 |
And on my way in all appearances | M3 |
To mark an even tempered average | N3 |
Among the major mediocrities | M3 |
Who serve and earn with no especial noise | M3 |
Or vast reward I saw myself even then | E2 |
A light for no high shining and I feared | O3 |
No boy or man having in truth no cause | M3 |
I was enough a leader to be free | K |
And not enough a hero to be jealous | M3 |
Having eyes and ears I knew that I was envied | P3 |
And as a proper sort of compensation | C |
Had envy of my own for two or three | K |
But never felt and surely never gave | Q3 |
The wound of any more malevolence | M3 |
Than decent youth defeated for a day | V |
May take to bed with him and kill with sleep | R3 |
So and so far my days were going well | X2 |
And would have gone so but for the black tiger | O |
That many of us fancy is in waiting | L |
But waits for most of us in fancy only | K |
For me there was no fancy in his coming | L |
Though God knows I had never summoned him | T |
Or thought of him To this day I'm adrift | S3 |
And in the dark out of all reckoning | L |
To find a reason why he ever was | M3 |
Or what was ailing Fate when he was born | T3 |
On this alleged God ordered earth of ours | M3 |
Now and again there comes one of his kind | U3 |
By chance we say I leave all that to you | Q |
Whether it was an evil chance alone | D |
Or some invidious juggling of the stars | M3 |
Or some accrued arrears of ancestors | M3 |
Who throve on debts that I was here to pay | V |
Or sins within me that I knew not of | V3 |
Or just a foretaste of what waits in hell | X2 |
For those of us who cannot love a worm | W3 |
Whatever it was or whence or why it was | M3 |
One day there came a stranger to the school | X3 |
And having had one mordacious glimpse of him | T |
That filled my eyes and was to fill my life | A2 |
I have known Peace only as one more word | Y3 |
Among the many others we say over | O |
That have an airy credit of no meaning | L |
One of these days if I were seeing many | K |
To live I might erect a cenotaph | A2 |
To Job's wife I assume that you remember | O |
If you forget she's extant in your Bible | B2 |
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Now this was not the language of a man | F |
Whom I had known as Avon and I winced | Z3 |
Hearing it though I knew that in my heart | A4 |
There was no visitation of surprise | M3 |
Unwelcome as it was and off the key | K |
Calamitously it overlived a silence | M3 |
That was itself a story and affirmed | B4 |
A savage emphasis of honesty | K |
That I would only gladly have attuned | C4 |
If possible to vinous innovation | C |
But his indifferent wassailing was always | M3 |
Too far within the measure of excess | M3 |
For that and then there were those eyes of his | M3 |
Avon indeed had kept his word with me | K |
And there was not much yet to make me happy | K |
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So there we were he said we two together | O |
Breathing one air And how shall I go on | F2 |
To say by what machinery the slow net | I2 |
Of my fantastic and increasing hate | D4 |
Was ever woven as it was around us | M3 |
I cannot answer and you need not ask | E4 |
What undulating reptile he was like | F4 |
For such a worm as I discerned in him | T |
Was never yet on earth or in the ocean | C |
Or anywhere else than in my sense of him | T |
Had all I made of him been tangible | B2 |
The Lord must have invented long ago | U |
Some private and unspeakable new monster | O |
Equipped for such a thing's extermination | C |
Whereon the monster seeing no other monster | O |
Worth biting would have died with his work done | C |
There's a humiliation in it now | T2 |
As there was then and worse than there was then | E2 |
For then there was the boy to shoulder it | M2 |
Without the sickening weight of added years | M3 |
Galling him to the grave Beware of hate | D4 |
That has no other boundary than the grave | A2 |
Made for it or for ourselves Beware I say | V |
And I'm a sorry one I fear to say it | M2 |
Though for the moment we may let that go | U |
And while I'm interrupting my own story | K |
I'll ask of you the favor of a look | G4 |
Into the street I like it when it's empty | K |
There's only one man walking Let him walk | U2 |
I wish to God that all men might walk always | M3 |
And so being busy love one another more | O |
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Avon I said now in my chair again | E2 |
Although I may not be here to be happy | K |
If you are careless I may have to laugh | A2 |
I have disliked a few men in my life | A2 |
But never to the scope of wishing them | H4 |
To this particular pedestrian hell | X2 |
Of your affection I should not like that | I4 |
Forgive me for this time it was your fault | J4 |
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He drummed with all his fingers on his chair | O |
And after a made smile of acquiescence | M3 |
Took up again the theme of his aversion | C |
Which now had flown along with him alone | D |
For twenty years like Io's evil insect | K4 |
To sting him when it would The decencies | M3 |
Forbade that I should look at him for ever | O |
Yet many a time I found myself ashamed | L4 |
Of a long staring at him and as often | C |
Essayed the dictionary on the table | B2 |
Wondering if in its interior | O |
There was an uncompanionable word | Y3 |
To say just what was creeping in my hair | O |
At which my scalp would shrink at which again | E2 |
I would arouse myself with a vain scorn | T3 |
Remembering that all this was in New York | M4 |
As if that were somehow the banishing | L |
For ever of all unseemly presences | M3 |
And listen to the story of my friend | C2 |
Who as I feared was not for me to save | A2 |
And as I knew knew also that I feared it | M2 |
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Humiliation he began again | E2 |
May be or not the best of all bad names | M3 |
I might employ and if you scent remorse | M3 |
There may be growing such a flower as that | I4 |
In the unsightly garden where I planted | N4 |
Not knowing the seed or what was coming of it | M2 |
I've done much wondering if I planted it | M2 |
But our poor wonder when it comes too late | D4 |
Fights with a lath and one that solid fact | O4 |
Breaks while it yawns and looks another way | V |
For a less negligible adversary | K |
Away with wonder then though I'm at odds | M3 |
With conscience even tonight for good assurance | M3 |
That it was I or chance and I together | O |
Did all that sowing If I seem to you | Q |
To be a little bitten by the question | C |
Without a miracle it might be true | Q |
The miracle is to me that I'm not eaten | C |
Long since to death of it and that you sit | M2 |
With nothing more agreeable than a ghost | L2 |
If you had thought a while of that you might | Y2 |
Unhappily not have come and your not coming | L |
Would have been desolation not for you | Q |
God save the mark for I would have you here | O |
I shall not be alone with you to listen | C |
And I should be far less alone tonight | Y2 |
With you away make what you will of that | I4 |
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I said that we were going back to school | X3 |
And we may say that we are there with him | T |
This fellow had no friend and as for that | I4 |
No sign of an apparent need of one | C |
Save always and alone myself He fixed | P4 |
His heart and eyes on me insufferably | X3 |
And in a sort of Nemesis like way | V |
Invincibly Others who might have given | C |
A welcome even to him or I'll suppose so | M3 |
Adorning an unfortified assumption | C |
With gold that might come off with afterthought | B3 |
Got never if anything more out of him | T |
Than a word flung like refuse in their faces | M3 |
And rarely that For God knows what good reason | C |
He lavished his whole altered arrogance | M3 |
On me and with an overweening skill | X3 |
Which had sometimes almost a cringing in it | M2 |
Found a few flaws in my tight mail of hate | D4 |
And slowly pricked a poison into me | K |
In which at first I failed at recognizing | L |
An unfamiliar subtle sort of pity | K |
But so it was and I believe he knew it | M2 |
Though even to dream it would have been absurd | Y3 |
Until I knew it and there was no need | P3 |
Of dreaming For the fellow's indolence | M3 |
And his malignant oily swarthiness | M3 |
Housing a reptile blood that I could see | M3 |
Beneath it like hereditary venom | Q4 |
Out of old human swamps hardly revealed | R4 |
Itself the proper spawning ground of pity | M3 |
But so it was Pity or something like it | M2 |
Was in the poison of his proximity | M3 |
For nothing else that I have any name for | O |
Could have invaded and so mastered me | M3 |
With a slow tolerance that eventually | M3 |
Assumed a blind ascendency of custom | Q4 |
That saw not even itself When I came in | S4 |
Often I'd find him strewn along my couch | T4 |
Like an amorphous lizard with its clothes on | F2 |
Reading a book and waiting for its dinner | O |
His clothes were always odiously in order | O |
Yet I should not have thought of him as clean | E3 |
Not even if he had washed himself to death | A |
Proving it There was nothing right about him | T |
Then he would search never quite satisfied | U4 |
Though always in a measure confident | V4 |
My eyes to find a welcome waiting in them | H4 |
Unwilling as I see him now to know | M3 |
That it would never be there Looking back | K3 |
I am not sure that he would not have died | U4 |
For me if I were drowning or on fire | O |
Or that I would not rather have let myself | A2 |
Die twice than owe the debt of my survival | X3 |
To him though he had lost not even his clothes | M3 |
No there was nothing right about that fellow | M3 |
And after twenty years to think of him | T |
I should be quite as helpless now to serve him | T |
As I was then I mean without my story | M3 |
Be patient and you'll see just what I mean | E3 |
Which is to say you won't But you can listen | C |
And that's itself a large accomplishment | V4 |
Uncrowned and may be at a time like this | M3 |
A mighty charity It was in January | M3 |
This evil genius came into our school | X3 |
And it was June when he went out of it | M2 |
If I may say that he was wholly out | W4 |
Of any place that I was in thereafter | O |
But he was not yet gone When we are told | L3 |
By Fate to bear what we may never bear | O |
Fate waits a little while to see what happens | M3 |
And this time it was only for the season | C |
Between the swift midwinter holidays | M3 |
And the long progress into weeks and months | M3 |
Of all the days that followed with him there | O |
To make them longer I would have given an eye | X4 |
Before the summer came to know for certain | C |
That I should never be condemned again | E2 |
To see him with the other and all the while | X3 |
There was a battle going on within me | M3 |
Of hate that fought remorse if you must have it | M2 |
Never to win never to win but once | M3 |
And having won to lose disastrously | M3 |
And as it was to prove interminably | M3 |
Or till an end of living may annul | X3 |
If so it be the nameless obligation | C |
That I have not the Christian revenue | Q |
In me to pay A man who has no gold | L3 |
Or an equivalent shall pay no gold | L3 |
Until by chance or labor or contrivance | M3 |
He makes it his to pay and he that has | M3 |
No kindlier commodity than hate | D4 |
Glossed with a pity that belies itself | A2 |
In its negation and lacks alchemy | M3 |
To fuse itself to love would you have me say | M3 |
I don't believe it No there is no such word | Y3 |
If I say tolerance there's no more to say | M3 |
And he who sickens even in saying that | I4 |
What coin of God has he to pay the toll | X3 |
To peace on earth Good will to men oh yes | M3 |
That's easy and it means no more than sap | Y4 |
Until we boil the water out of it | M2 |
Over the fire of sacrifice I'll do it | M2 |
And in a measurable way I've done it | M2 |
But not for him What are you smiling at | I4 |
Well so it went until a day in June | Z4 |
We were together under an old elm | |
Which now I hope is gone though it's a crime | H2 |
In me that I should have to wish the death | A |
Of such a tree as that There were no trees | M3 |
Like those that grew at school until he came | E |
We stood together under it that day | M3 |
When he by some ungovernable chance | M3 |
All foreign to the former crafty care | O |
That he had used never to cross my favor | O |
Told of a lie that stained a friend of mine | |
With a false blot that a few days washed off | A2 |
A trifle now but a boy's honor then | E2 |
Which then was everything There were some words | M3 |
Between us but I don't remember them | H4 |
All I remember is a bursting flood | N4 |
Of half a year's accumulated hate | D4 |
And his incredulous eyes before I struck him | T |
He had gone once too far and when he knew it | M2 |
He knew it was all over and I struck him | T |
Pound for pound he was the better brute | |
But bulking in the way then of my fist | |
And all there was alive in me to drive it | M2 |
Three of him misbegotten into one | C |
Would have gone down like him and being larger | O |
Might have bled more if that were necessary | M3 |
He came up soon and if I live for ever | O |
The vengeance in his eyes and a weird gleam | |
Of desolation it I make you see it | M2 |
Will be before me as it is tonight | Y2 |
I shall not ever know how long it was | M3 |
I waited his attack that never came | E |
It might have been an instant or an hour | O |
That I stood ready there watching his eyes | M3 |
And the tears running out of them They made | |
Me sick those tears for I knew miserably | M3 |
They were not there for any pain he felt | |
I do not think he felt the pain at all | X3 |
He felt the blow Oh the whole thing was bad | |
So bad that even the bleaching suns and rains | M3 |
Of years that wash away to faded lines | M3 |
Or blot out wholly the sharp wrongs and ills | M3 |
Of youth have had no cleansing agent in them | H4 |
To dim the picture I still see him going | L |
Away from where I stood and I shall see him | T |
Longer sometime than I shall see the face | M3 |
Of whosoever watches by the bed | Q2 |
On which I die given I die that way | M3 |
I doubt if he could reason his advantage | N3 |
In living any longer after that | I4 |
Among the rest of us The lad he slandered | Y3 |
Or gave a negative immunity | M3 |
No better than a stone he might have thrown | D |
Behind him at his head was of the few | Q |
I might have envied and for that being known | D |
My fury became sudden history | M3 |
And I a sudden hero But the crown | |
I wore was hot and I would happily | M3 |
Have hurled it if I could so far away | M3 |
That over my last hissing glimpse of it | M2 |
There might have closed an ocean He went home | Z |
The next day and the same unhappy chance | M3 |
That first had fettered me and my aversion | C |
To his unprofitable need of me | M3 |
Brought us abruptly face to face again | E2 |
Beside the carriage that had come for him | T |
We met and for a moment we were still | X3 |
Together But I was reading in his eyes | M3 |
More than I read at college or at law | X3 |
In years that followed There was blankly nothing | L |
For me to say if not that I was sorry | M3 |
And that was more than hate would let me say | M3 |
Whatever the truth might be At last he spoke | |
And I could see the vengeance in his eyes | M3 |
And a cold sorrow which if I had seen | E3 |
Much more of it might yet have mastered me | M3 |
But I would see no more of it Well then ' | - |
He said have you thought yet of anything | L |
Worth saying If so there's time If you are silent | V4 |
I shall know where you are until you die ' | - |
I can still hear him saying those words to me | M3 |
Again without a loss or an addition | C |
I know for I have heard them ever since | M3 |
And there was in me not an answer for them | H4 |
Save a new roiling silence Once again | E2 |
I met his look and on his face I saw | X3 |
There was a twisting in the swarthiness | X3 |
That I had often sworn to be the cast | |
Of his ophidian mind He had no soul | X3 |
There was to be no more of him not then | E2 |
The carriage rolled away with him inside | U4 |
Leaving the two of us alive together | O |
In the same hemisphere to hate each other | O |
I don't know now whether he's here alive | A2 |
Or whether he's here dead But that of course | X3 |
As you would say is only a tired man's fancy | X3 |
You know that I have driven the wheels too fast | |
Of late and all for gold I do not need | P3 |
When are we mortals to be sensible | X3 |
Paying no more for life than life is worth | |
Better for us no doubt we do not know | M3 |
How much we pay or what it is we buy | X4 |
He waited gazing at me as if asking | L |
The worth of what the universe had for sale | X3 |
For one confessed remorse Avon I knew | Q |
Had driven the wheels too fast and not for gold | L3 |
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If you had given him then your hand I said | Q2 |
And spoken though it strangled you the truth | |
I should not have the melancholy honor | O |
Of sitting here alone with you this evening | L |
If only you had shaken hands with him | T |
And said the truth he would have gone his way | M3 |
And you your way He might have wished you dead | Q2 |
But he would not have made you miserable | X3 |
At least I added indefensibly | X3 |
That's what I hope is true | Q |
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He pitied me | X3 |
But had the magnanimity not to say so | M3 |
If only we had shaken hands he said | Q2 |
And I had said the truth we might have been | S4 |
In half a moment rolling on the gravel | X3 |
If I had said the truth I should have said | Q2 |
That never at any moment on the clock | G3 |
Above us in the tower since his arrival | X3 |
Had I been in a more proficient mood | |
To throttle him If you had seen his eyes | X3 |
As I did and if you had seen his face | X3 |
At work as I did you might understand | J2 |
I was ashamed of it as I am now | T2 |
But that's the prelude to another theme | |
For now I'm saying only what had happened | I |
If I had taken his hand and said the truth | |
The wise have cautioned us that where there's hate | D4 |
There's also fear The wise are right sometimes | X3 |
There may be now but there was no fear then | E2 |
There was just hatred hauled up out of hell | X3 |
For me to writhe in and I writhed in it | M2 |
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I saw that he was writhing in it still | X3 |
But having a magnanimity myself | A2 |
I waited There was nothing else to do | Q |
But wait and to remember that his tale | X3 |
Though well along as I divined it was | X3 |
Yet hovered among shadows and regrets | X3 |
Of twenty years ago When he began | F |
Again to speak I felt them coming nearer | O |
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Whenever your poet or your philosopher | O |
Has nothing richer for us he resumed | |
He burrows among remnants like a mouse | X3 |
In a waste basket and with much dry noise | X3 |
Comes up again having found Time at the bottom | Q4 |
And filled himself with its futility | X3 |
Time is at once ' he says to startle us | X3 |
A poison for us if we make it so | M3 |
And if we make it so an antidote | |
For the same poison that afflicted us ' | - |
I'm witness to the poison but the cure | O |
Of my complaint is not for me in Time | H2 |
There may be doctors in eternity | X3 |
To deal with it but they are not here now | T2 |
There's no specific for my three diseases | X3 |
That I could swallow even if I should find it | M2 |
And I shall never find it here on earth | |
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Mightn't it be as well my friend I said | Q2 |
For you to contemplate the uncompleted | |
With not such an infernal certainty | X3 |
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And mightn't it be as well for you my friend | C2 |
Said Avon to be quiet while I go on | F2 |
When I am done then you may talk all night | Y2 |
Like a physician who can do no good | |
But knows how soon another would have his fee | X3 |
Were he to tell the truth Your fee for this | X3 |
Is in my gratitude and my affection | C |
And I'm not eager to be calling in | S4 |
Another to take yours away from you | Q |
Whatever it's worth I like to think I know | M3 |
Well then again The carriage rolled away | M3 |
With him inside and so it might have gone | |
For ten years rolling on with him still in it | M2 |
For all it was I saw of him Sometimes | X3 |
I heard of him but only as one hears | X3 |
Of leprosy in Boston or New York | M4 |
And wishes it were somewhere else He faded | N4 |
Out of my scene yet never quite out of it | M2 |
I shall know where you are until you die ' | - |
Were his last words and they are the same words | X3 |
That I received thereafter once a year | O |
Infallibly on my birthday with no name | E |
Only a card and the words printed on it | M2 |
No I was never rid of him not quite | Y2 |
Although on shipboard on my way from here | O |
To Hamburg I believe that I forgot him | T |
But once ashore I should have been half ready | X3 |
To meet him there risen up out of the ground | |
With hoofs and horns and tail and everything | L |
Believe me there was nothing right about him | T |
Though it was not in Hamburg that I found him | T |
Later in Rome it was we found each other | O |
For the first time since we had been at school | X3 |
There was the same slow vengeance in his eyes | X3 |
When he saw mine and there was a vicious twist | |
On his amphibious face that might have been | S4 |
On anything else a smile rather like one | C |
We look for on the stage than in the street | C3 |
I must have been a yard away from him | T |
Yet as we passed I felt the touch of him | T |
Like that of something soft in a dark room | |
There's hardly need of saying that we said nothing | L |
Or that we gave each other an occasion | C |
For more than our eyes uttered He was gone | |
Before I knew it like a solid phantom | Q4 |
And his reality was for me some time | H2 |
In its achievement given that one's to be | X3 |
Convinced that such an incubus at large | |
Was ever quite real The season was upon us | X3 |
When there are fitter regions in the world | |
Though God knows he would have been safe enough | A2 |
Than Rome for strayed Americans to live in | S4 |
And when the whips of their itineraries | X3 |
Hurry them north again I took my time | H2 |
Since I was paying for it and leisurely | X3 |
Went where I would though never again to move | A2 |
Without him at my elbow or behind me | X3 |
My shadow of him wherever I found myself | A2 |
Might horribly as well have been the man | F |
Although I should have been afraid of him | T |
No more than of a large worm in a salad | N4 |
I should omit the salad certainly | X3 |
And wish the worm elsewhere And so he was | X3 |
In fact yet as I go on to grow older | O |
I question if there's anywhere a fact | O4 |
That isn't the malevolent existence | X3 |
Of one man who is dead or is not dead | Q2 |
Or what the devil it is that he may be | X3 |
There must be I suppose a fact somewhere | O |
But I don't know it I can only tell you | Q |
That later when to all appearances | X3 |
I stood outside a music hall in London | C |
I felt him and then saw that he was there | O |
Yes he was there and had with him a woman | C |
Who looked as if she didn't know I'm sorry | X3 |
To this day for that woman who no doubt | W4 |
Is doing well Yes there he was again | E2 |
There were his eyes and the same vengeance in them | H4 |
That I had seen in Rome and twice before | O |
Not mentioning all the time or most of it | M2 |
Between the day I struck him and that evening | L |
That was the worst show that I ever saw | X3 |
But you had better see it for yourself | A2 |
Before you say so too I went away | M3 |
Though not for any fear that I could feel | X3 |
Of him or of his worst manipulations | X3 |
But only to be out of the same air | O |
That made him stay alive in the same world | |
With all the gentlemen that were in irons | X3 |
For uncommendable extravagances | X3 |
That I should reckon slight compared with his | X3 |
Offence of being Distance would have made him | T |
A moving fly speck on the map of life | A2 |
But he would not be distant though his flesh | |
And bone might have been climbing Fujiyama | |
Or Chimborazo with me there in London | C |
Or sitting here My doom it was to see him | T |
Be where I might That was ten years ago | M3 |
And having waited season after season | C |
His always imminent evil recrudescence | X3 |
And all for nothing I was waiting still | X3 |
When the Titanic touched a piece of ice | X3 |
And we were for a moment where we are | O |
With nature laughing at us When the noise | X3 |
Had spent itself to names his was among them | H4 |
And I will not insult you or myself | A2 |
With a vain perjury I was far from cold | L3 |
It seemed as for the first time in my life | A2 |
I knew the blessedness of being warm | |
And I remember that I had a drink | |
Having assuredly no need of it | M2 |
Pity a fool for his credulity | X3 |
If so you must But when I found his name | E |
Among the dead I trusted once the news | X3 |
And after that there were no messages | X3 |
In ambush waiting for me on my birthday | M3 |
There was no vestige yet of any fear | O |
You understand if that's why you are smiling | L |
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I said that I had not so much as whispered | Y3 |
The name aloud of any fear soever | O |
And that I smiled at his unwonted plunge | |
Into the perilous pool of Dionysus | X3 |
Well if you are so easily diverted | |
As that he said drumming his chair again | E2 |
You will be pleased I think with what is coming | L |
And though there be divisions and departures | X3 |
Imminent from now on for your diversion | C |
I'll do the best I can More to the point | |
I know a man who if his friends were like him | T |
Would live in the woods all summer and all winter | O |
Leaving the town and its iniquities | X3 |
To die of their own dust But having his wits | X3 |
Henceforth he may conceivably avoid | |
The adventure unattended Last October | O |
He took me with him into the Maine woods | X3 |
Where by the shore of a primeval lake | S2 |
With woods all round it and a voyage away | M3 |
From anything wearing clothes he had reared somehow | T2 |
A lodge or camp with a stone chimney in it | M2 |
And a wide fireplace to make men forget | I2 |
Their sins who sat before it in the evening | L |
Hearing the wind outside among the trees | X3 |
And the black water washing on the shore | O |
I never knew the meaning of October | O |
Until I went with Asher to that place | X3 |
Which I shall not investigate again | E2 |
Till I be taken there by other forces | X3 |
Than are innate in my economy | X3 |
You may not like it ' Asher said but Asher | O |
Knows what is good So put your faith in Asher | O |
And come along with him He's an odd bird | Y3 |
Yet I could wish for the world's decency | X3 |
There might be more of him And so it was | X3 |
I found myself at first incredulous | X3 |
Down there with Asher in the wilderness | X3 |
Alive at last with a new liberty | X3 |
And with no sore to fester He perceived | |
In me an altered favor of God's works | X3 |
And promptly took upon himself the credit | H3 |
Which in a fashion was as accurate | H3 |
As one's interpretation of another | O |
Is like to be So for a frosty fortnight | Y2 |
We had the sunlight with us on the lake | S2 |
And the moon with us when the sun was down | |
God gave his adjutants a holiday ' | - |
Asher assured me when He made this place' | X3 |
And I agreed with him that it was heaven | C |
Till it was hell for me for then and after | O |
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There was a village miles away from us | X3 |
Where now and then we paddled for the mail | X3 |
And incidental small commodities | X3 |
That perfect exile might require and stayed | |
The night after the voyage with an antique | |
Survival of a broader world than ours | X3 |
Whom Asher called The Admiral This time | H2 |
A little out of sorts and out of tune | Z4 |
With paddling I let Asher go alone | D |
Sure that his heart was happy Then it was | X3 |
That hell came I sat gazing over there | O |
Across the water watching the sun's last fire | O |
Above those gloomy and indifferent trees | X3 |
That might have been a wall around the world | |
When suddenly like faces over the lake | S2 |
Out of the silence of that other shore | O |
I was aware of hidden presences | X3 |
That soon no matter how many of them there were | O |
Would all be one I could not look behind me | X3 |
Where I could hear that one of them was breathing | L |
For if I did those others over there | O |
Might all see that at last I was afraid | |
And I might hear them without seeing them | H4 |
Seeing that other one You were not there | O |
And it is well for you that you don't know | M3 |
What they are like when they should not be there | O |
And there were chilly doubts of whether or not | B3 |
I should be seeing the rest that I should see | X3 |
With eyes or otherwise I could not be sure | O |
And as for going over to find out | W4 |
All I may tell you now is that my fear | O |
Was not the fear of dying though I knew soon | Z4 |
That all the gold in all the sunken ships | X3 |
That have gone down since Tyre would not have paid | |
For me the ferriage of myself alone | D |
To that infernal shore I was in hell | X3 |
Remember and if you have never been there | O |
You may as well not say how easy it is | X3 |
To find the best way out There may not be one | C |
Well I was there and I was there alone | D |
Alone for the first time since I was born | T3 |
And I was not alone That's what it is | X3 |
To be in hell I hope you will not go there | O |
All through that slow long desolating twilight | Y2 |
Of incoherent certainties I waited | N4 |
Never alone never to be alone | D |
And while the night grew down upon me there | O |
I thought of old Prometheus in the story | X3 |
That I had read at school and saw mankind | U3 |
All huddled into clusters in the dark | |
Calling to God for light There was a light | Y2 |
Coming for them but there was none for me | X3 |
Until a shapeless remnant of a moon | Z4 |
Rose after midnight over the black trees | X3 |
Behind me I should hardly have confessed | |
The heritage then of my identity | X3 |
To my own shadow for I was powerless there | O |
As I am here Say what you like to say | X3 |
To silence but say none of it to me | X3 |
Tonight To say it now would do no good | |
And you are here to listen Beware of hate | D4 |
And listen Beware of hate remorse and fear | O |
And listen You are staring at the damned | |
But yet you are no more the one than he | X3 |
To say that it was he alone who planted | N4 |
The flower of death now growing in his garden | C |
Was it enough I wonder that I struck him | T |
I shall say nothing I shall have to wait | D4 |
Until I see what's coming if it comes | X3 |
When I'm a delver in another garden | C |
If such an one there be If there be none | C |
All's well and over Rather a vain expense | X3 |
One might affirm yet there is nothing lost | |
Science be praised that there is nothing lost | |
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I'm glad the venom that was on his tongue | |
May not go down on paper and I'm glad | |
No friend of mine alive far as I know | M3 |
Has a tale waiting for me with an end | C2 |
Like Avon's There was here an interruption | C |
Though not a long one only while we heard | Y3 |
As we had heard before the ghost of steps | X3 |
Faintly outside We knew that she was there | O |
Again and though it was a kindly folly | X3 |
I wished that Avon's wife would go to sleep | R3 |
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I was afraid this time but not of man | F |
Or man as you may figure him he said | Q2 |
It was not anything my eyes had seen | E3 |
That I could feel around me in the night | Y2 |
There by that lake If I had been alone | D |
There would have been the joy of being free | X3 |
Which in imagination I had won | C |
With unimaginable expiation | C |
But I was not alone If you had seen me | X3 |
Waiting there for the dark and looking off | A2 |
Over the gloom of that relentless water | O |
Which had the stillness of the end of things | X3 |
That evening on it I might well have made | |
For you the picture of the last man left | |
Where God in his extinction of the rest | |
Had overlooked him and forgotten him | T |
Yet I was not alone Interminably | X3 |
The minutes crawled along and over me | X3 |
Slow cold intangible and invisible | X3 |
As if they had come up out of that water | O |
How long I sat there I shall never know | C |
For time was hidden out there in the black lake | S2 |
Which now I could see only as a glimpse | X3 |
Of black light by the shore There were no stars | X3 |
To mention and the moon was hours away | X3 |
Behind me There was nothing but myself | A2 |
And what was coming On my breast I felt | |
The touch of death and I should have died then | C |
I ruined good Asher's autumn as it was | X3 |
For he will never again go there alone | C |
If ever he goes at all Nature did ill | X3 |
To darken such a faith in her as his | X3 |
Though he will have it that I had the worst | |
Of her defection and will hear no more | O |
Apologies If it had to be for someone | C |
I think it well for me it was for Asher | O |
I dwell on him meaning that you may know him | T |
Before your last horn blows He has a name | E |
That's like a tree and therefore like himself | A2 |
By which I mean you find him where you leave him | T |
I saw him and The Admiral together | O |
While I was in the dark but they were far | O |
Far as around the world from where I was | X3 |
And they knew nothing of what I saw not | B3 |
While I knew only I was not alone | C |
I made a fire to make the place alive | A2 |
And locked the door But even the fire was dead | Q2 |
And all the life there was was in the shadow | C |
It made of me My shadow was all of me | X3 |
The rest had had its day and there was night | Y2 |
Remaining only night that's made for shadows | X3 |
Shadows and sleep and dreams or dreams without it | M2 |
The fire went slowly down and now the moon | C |
Or that late wreck of it was coming up | |
And though it was a martyr's work to move | A2 |
I must obey my shadow and I did | |
There were two beds built low against the wall | X3 |
And down on one of them with all my clothes on | C |
Like a man getting into his own grave | A2 |
I lay and waited As the firelight sank | |
The moonlight which had partly been consumed | |
By the black trees framed on the other wall | X3 |
A glimmering window not far from the ground | |
The coals were going and only a few sparks | X3 |
Were there to tell of them and as they died | U4 |
The window lightened and I saw the trees | X3 |
They moved a little but I could not move | A2 |
More than to turn my face the other way | X3 |
And then if you must have it so I slept | |
We'll call it so if sleep is your best name | E |
For a sort of conscious frozen catalepsy | X3 |
Wherein a man sees all there is around him | T |
As if it were not real and he were not | B3 |
Alive You may call it anything you please | X3 |
That made me powerless to move hand or foot | |
Or to make any other living motion | C |
Than after a long horror without hope | |
To turn my face again the other way | X3 |
Some force that was not mine opened my eyes | X3 |
And as I knew it must be it was there | O |
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Avon covered his eyes whether to shut | H3 |
The memory and the sight of it away | X3 |
Or to be sure that mine were for the moment | V4 |
Not searching his with pity is now no matter | O |
My glance at him was brief turning itself | A2 |
To the familiar pattern of his rug | |
Wherein I may have sought a consolation | C |
As one may gaze in sorrow on a shell | X3 |
Or a small apple So it had come I thought | D3 |
And heard no longer with a wonderment | V4 |
The faint recurring footsteps of his wife | A2 |
Who knowing less than I knew yet knew more | O |
Now I could read I fancied through the fear | O |
That latterly was living in her eyes | X3 |
To the sure source of its authority | X3 |
But he went on and I was there to listen | C |
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And though I saw it only as a blot | B3 |
Between me and my life it was enough | A2 |
To make me know that he was watching there | O |
Waiting for me to move or not to move | A2 |
Before he moved Sick as I was with hate | D4 |
Reborn and chained with fear that was more than fear | O |
I would have gambled all there was to gain | C |
Or lose in rising there from where I lay | X3 |
And going out after it Before the dawn ' | - |
I reasoned there will be a difference here | O |
Therefore it may as well be done outside ' | - |
And then I found I was immovable | X3 |
As I had been before and a dead sweat | I2 |
Rolled out of me as I remembered him | T |
When I had seen him leaving me at school | X3 |
I shall know where you are until you die ' | - |
Were the last words that I had heard him say | X3 |
And there he was Now I could see his face | X3 |
And all the sad malignant desperation | C |
That was drawn on it after I had struck him | T |
And on my memory since that afternoon | C |
But all there was left now for me to do | Q |
Was to lie there and see him while he squeezed | |
His unclean outlines into the dim room | |
And half erect inside like a still beast | G |
With a face partly man's came slowly on | C |
Along the floor to the bed where I lay | X3 |
And waited There had been so much of waiting | L |
Through all those evil years before my respite | M2 |
Which now I knew and recognized at last | |
As only his more venomous preparation | C |
For the vile end of a deceiving peace | X3 |
That I began to fancy there was on me | X3 |
The stupor that explorers have alleged | |
As evidence of nature's final mercy | X3 |
When tigers have them down upon the earth | |
And wild hot breath is heavy on their faces | X3 |
I could not feel his breath but I could hear it | M2 |
Though fear had made an anvil of my heart | A4 |
Where demons for the joy of doing it | M2 |
Were sledging death down on it And I saw | X3 |
His eyes now as they were for the first time | H2 |
Aflame as they had never been before | O |
With all their gathered vengeance gleaming in them | H4 |
And always that unconscionable sorrow | C |
That would not die behind it Then I caught | B3 |
The shadowy glimpse of an uplifted arm | |
And a moon flash of metal That was all | X3 |
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When I believed I was alive again | C |
I was with Asher and The Admiral | X3 |
Whom Asher had brought with him for a day | X3 |
With nature They had found me when they came | E |
And there was not much left of me to find | U3 |
I had not moved or known that I was there | O |
Since I had seen his eyes and felt his breath | A |
And it was not for some uncertain hours | X3 |
After they came that either would say how long | |
That might have been It should have been much longer | O |
All you may add will be your own invention | C |
For I have told you all there is to tell | X3 |
Tomorrow I shall have another birthday | X3 |
And with it there may come another message | |
Although I cannot see the need of it | M2 |
Or much more need of drowning if that's all | X3 |
Men drown for when they drown You know as much | A3 |
As I know about that though I've a right | Y2 |
If not a reason to be on my guard | |
And only God knows what good that will do | Q |
Now you may get some air Good night and thank you | Q |
He smiled but I would rather he had not | B3 |
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I wished that Avon's wife would go to sleep | R3 |
But whether she found sleep that night or not | B3 |
I do not know I was awake for hours | X3 |
Toiling in vain to let myself believe | A2 |
That Avon's apparition was a dream | |
And that he might have added for romance | X3 |
The part that I had taken home with me | X3 |
For reasons not in Avon's dictionary | X3 |
But each recurrent memory of his eyes | X3 |
And of the man himself that I had known | C |
So long and well made soon of all my toil | X3 |
An evanescent and a vain evasion | C |
And it was half as in expectancy | X3 |
That I obeyed the summons of his wife | A2 |
A little before dawn and was again | C |
With Avon in the room where I had left him | T |
But not with the same Avon I had left | |
The doctor an august authority | X3 |
With eminence abroad as well as here | O |
Looked hard at me as if I were the doctor | O |
And he the friend I have had eyes on Avon | C |
For more than half a year he said to me | X3 |
And I have wondered often what it was | X3 |
That I could see that I was not to see | X3 |
Though he was in the chair where you are looking | L |
I told his wife I had to tell her something | L |
It was a nightmare and an aneurism | Q4 |
And so or partly so I'll say it was | X3 |
The last without the first will be enough | A2 |
For the newspapers and the undertaker | O |
Yet if we doctors were not all immune | C |
From death disease and curiosity | X3 |
My diagnosis would be sorry for me | X3 |
He died you know because he was afraid | |
And he had been afraid for a long time | H2 |
And we who knew him well would all agree | X3 |
To fancy there was rather more than fear | O |
The door was locked inside they broke it in | C |
To find him but she heard him when it came | E |
There are no signs of any visitors | X3 |
Or need of them If I were not a child | R2 |
Of science I should say it was the devil | X3 |
I don't believe it was another woman | C |
And surely it was not another man | C |
Edwin Arlington Robinson
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