Isaac And Archibald Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
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Isaac and Archibald were two old men | B |
I knew them and I may have laughed at them | C |
A little but I must have honored them | C |
For they were old and they were good to me | D |
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I do not think of either of them now | E |
Without remembering infallibly | F |
A journey that I made one afternoon | G |
With Isaac to find out what Archibald | H |
Was doing with his oats It was high time | I |
Those oats were cut said Isaac and he feared | J |
That Archibald well he could never feel | F |
Quite sure of Archibald Accordingly | F |
The good old man invited me that is | K |
Permitted me to go along with him | L |
And I with a small boy's adhesiveness | K |
To competent old age got up and went | M |
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I do not know that I cared overmuch | N |
For Archibald's or anybody's oats | K |
But Archibald was quite another thing | O |
And Isaac yet another and the world | P |
Was wide and there was gladness everywhere | Q |
We walked together down the River Road | R |
With all the warmth and wonder of the land | S |
Around us and the wayside flash of leaves | K |
And Isaac said the day was glorious | K |
But somewhere at the end of the first mile | F |
I found that I was figuring to find | T |
How long those ancient legs of his would keep | U |
The pace that he had set for them The sun | V |
Was hot and I was ready to sweat blood | W |
But Isaac for aught I could make of him | L |
Was cool to his hat band So I said then | B |
With a dry gasp of affable despair | Q |
Something about the scorching days we have | X |
In August without knowing it sometimes | K |
But Isaac said the day was like a dream | Y |
And praised the Lord and talked about the breeze | K |
I made a fair confession of the breeze | K |
And crowded casually on his thought | Z |
The nearness of a profitable nook | A2 |
That I could see First I was half inclined | T |
To caution him that he was growing old | B2 |
But something that was not compassion soon | G |
Made plain the folly of all subterfuge | C2 |
Isaac was old but not so old as that | D2 |
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So I proposed without an overture | E2 |
That we be seated in the shade a while | F |
And Isaac made no murmur Soon the talk | F2 |
Was turned on Archibald and I began | G2 |
To feel some premonitions of a kind | T |
That only childhood knows for the old man | G2 |
Had looked at me and clutched me with his eye | H2 |
And asked if I had ever noticed things | K |
I told him that I could not think of them | C |
And I knew then by the frown that left his face | K |
Unsatisfied that I had injured him | L |
My good young friend he said you cannot feel | F |
What I have seen so long You have the eyes | K |
Oh yes but you have not the other things | K |
The sight within that never will deceive | I2 |
You do not know you have no right to know | J2 |
The twilight warning of experience | K |
The singular idea of loneliness | K |
These are not yours But they have long been mine | K2 |
And they have shown me now for seven years | K |
That Archibald is changing It is not | L2 |
So much that he should come to his last hand | S |
And leave the game and go the old way down | M2 |
But I have known him in and out so long | N2 |
And I have seen so much of good in him | L |
That other men have shared and have not seen | O2 |
And I have gone so far through thick and thin | P2 |
Through cold and fire with him that now it brings | K |
To this old heart of mine an ache that you | Q2 |
Have not yet lived enough to know about | R2 |
But even unto you and your boy's faith | S2 |
Your freedom and your untried confidence | K |
A time will come to find out what it means | K |
To know that you are losing what was yours | K |
To know that you are being left behind | T |
And then the long contempt of innocence | K |
God bless you boy don't think the worse of it | T2 |
Because an old man chatters in the shade | U2 |
Will all be like a story you have read | V2 |
In childhood and remembered for the pictures | K |
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And when the best friend of your life goes down | M2 |
When first you know in him the slackening | O |
That comes and coming always tells the end | W2 |
Now in a common word that would have passed | X2 |
Uncaught from any other lips than his | K |
Now in some trivial act of every day | Y2 |
Done as he might have done it all along | N2 |
But for a twinging little difference | K |
That nips you like a squirrel's teeth oh yes | K |
Then you will understand it well enough | Z2 |
But oftener it comes in other ways | K |
It comes without your knowing when it comes | K |
You know that he is changing and you know | J2 |
That he is going just as I know now | E |
That Archibald is going and that I | H2 |
Am staying Look at me my boy | A3 |
And when the time shall come for you to see | K |
That I must follow after him try then | B |
To think of me to bring me back again | B |
Just as I was to day Think of the place | K |
Where we are sitting now and think of me | K |
Think of old Isaac as you knew him then | B |
When you set out with him in August once | K |
To see old Archibald The words come back | B3 |
Almost as Isaac must have uttered them | C |
And there comes with them a dry memory | K |
Of something in my throat that would not move | C3 |
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If you had asked me then to tell just why | H2 |
I made so much of Isaac and the things | K |
He said I should have gone far for an answer | E2 |
For I knew it was not sorrow that I felt | D3 |
Whatever I may have wished it or tried then | B |
To make myself believe My mouth was full | F |
Of words and they would have been comforting | O |
To Isaac spite of my twelve years I think | E3 |
But there was not in me the willingness | K |
To speak them out Therefore I watched the ground | F3 |
And I was wondering what made the Lord | G3 |
Create a thing so nervous as an ant | H3 |
When Isaac with commendable unrest | I3 |
Ordained that we should take the road again | B |
For it was yet three miles to Archibald's | K |
And one to the first pump I felt relieved | J3 |
All over when the old man told me that | D2 |
I felt that he had stilled a fear of mine | K2 |
That those extremities of heat and cold | B2 |
Which he had long gone through with Archibald | H |
Had made the man impervious to both | K3 |
But Isaac had a desert somewhere in him | L |
And at the pump he thanked God for all things | K |
That He had put on earth for men to drink | E3 |
And he drank well so well that I proposed | L3 |
That we go slowly lest I learn too soon | G |
The bitterness of being left behind | T |
And all those other things That was a joke | M3 |
To Isaac and it pleased him very much | N |
And that pleased me for I was twelve years old | B2 |
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At the end of an hour's walking after that | D2 |
The cottage of old Archibald appeared | J |
Little and white and high on a smooth round hill | F |
It stood with hackmatacks and apple trees | K |
Before it and a big barn roof beyond | N3 |
And over the place trees house fields and all | F |
Hovered an air of still simplicity | K |
And a fragrance of old summers the old style | F |
That lives the while it passes I dare say | K |
That I was lightly conscious of all this | K |
When Isaac of a sudden stopped himself | O3 |
And for the long first quarter of a minute | P3 |
Gazed with incredulous eyes forgetful quite | Q3 |
Of breezes and of me and of all else | K |
Under the scorching sun but a smooth cut field | R3 |
Faint yellow in the distance I was young | S3 |
But there were a few things that I could see | K |
And this was one of them Well well said he | K |
And Archibald will be surprised I think | E3 |
Said I But all my childhood subtlety | K |
Was lost on Isaac for he strode along | N2 |
Like something out of Homer powerful | F |
And awful on the wayside so I thought | Z |
Also I thought how good it was to be | K |
So near the end of my short legged endeavor | E2 |
To keep the pace with Isaac for five miles | K |
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Hardly had we turned in from the main road | R |
When Archibald with one hand on his back | B3 |
And the other clutching his huge headed cane | T3 |
Came limping down to meet us Well well well | F |
Said he and then he looked at my red face | K |
All streaked with dust and sweat and shook my hand | S |
And said it must have been a right smart walk | F2 |
That we had had that day from Tilbury Town | M2 |
Magnificent said Isaac and he told | B2 |
About the beautiful west wind there was | K |
Which cooled and clarified the atmosphere | U3 |
You must have made it with your legs I guess | K |
Said Archibald and Isaac humored him | L |
With one of those infrequent smiles of his | K |
Which he kept in reserve apparently | K |
For Archibald alone But why said he | K |
Should Providence have cider in the world | P |
If not for such an afternoon as this | K |
And Archibald with a soft light in his eyes | K |
Replied that if he chose to go down cellar | E2 |
There he would find eight barrels one of which | N |
Was newly tapped he said and to his taste | V3 |
An honor to the fruit Isaac approved | W3 |
Most heartily of that and guided us | K |
Forthwith as if his venerable feet | X3 |
Were measuring the turf in his own door yard | Y3 |
Straight to the open rollway Down we went | M |
Out of the fiery sunshine to the gloom | Z3 |
Grateful and half sepulchral where we found | F3 |
The barrels like eight potent sentinels | K |
Close ranged along the wall From one of them | C |
A bright pine spile stuck out alluringly | K |
And on the black flat stone just under it | T2 |
Glimmered a late spilled proof that Archibald | H |
Had spoken from unfeigned experience | K |
There was a fluted antique water glass | K |
Close by and in it prisoned or at rest | I3 |
There was a cricket of the brown soft sort | A4 |
That feeds on darkness Isaac turned him out | R2 |
And touched him with his thumb to make him jump | B4 |
And then composedly pulled out the plug | C4 |
With such a practised hand that scarce a drop | D4 |
Did even touch his fingers Then he drank | E4 |
And smacked his lips with a slow patronage | F4 |
And looked along the line of barrels there | Q |
With a pride that may have been forgetfulness | K |
That they were Archibald's and not his own | G4 |
I never twist a spigot nowadays | K |
He said and raised the glass up to the light | Q3 |
But I thank God for orchards And that glass | K |
Was filled repeatedly for the same hand | S |
Before I thought it worth while to discern | H4 |
Again that I was young and that old age | I4 |
With all his woes had some advantages | K |
Now Archibald said Isaac when we stood | J4 |
Outside again I have it in my mind | T |
That I shall take a sort of little walk | F2 |
To stretch my legs and see what you are doing | O |
You stay and rest your back and tell the boy | A3 |
A story Tell him all about the time | I |
In Stafford's cabin forty years ago | J2 |
When four of us were snowed up for ten days | K |
With only one dried haddock Tell him all | K |
About it and be wary of your back | B3 |
Now I will go along I looked up then | B |
At Archibald and as I looked I saw | K |
Just how his nostrils widened once or twice | K |
And then grew narrow I can hear today | K |
The way the old man chuckled to himself | O3 |
Not wholesomely not wholly to convince | K |
Another of his mirth as I can hear | K4 |
The lonely sigh that followed But at length | L4 |
He said The orchard now's the place for us | K |
We may find something like an apple there | Q |
And we shall have the shade at any rate | M4 |
So there we went and there we laid ourselves | K |
Where the sun could not reach us and I champed | M4 |
A dozen of worm blighted astrakhans | K |
While Archibald said nothing merely told | M4 |
The tale of Stafford's cabin which was good | M4 |
Though master chilly after his own phrase | K |
Even for a day like that But other thoughts | K |
Were moving in his mind imperative | N4 |
And writhing to be spoken I could see | K |
The glimmer of them in a glance or two | Q2 |
Cautious or else unconscious that he gave | O4 |
Over his shoulder Stafford and the rest | M4 |
But that's an old song now and Archibald | M4 |
And Isaac are old men Remember boy | A3 |
That we are old Whatever we have gained | M4 |
Or lost or thrown away we are old men | B |
You look before you and we look behind | M4 |
And we are playing life out in the shadow | M4 |
But that's not all of it The sunshine lights | K |
A good road yet before us if we look | A2 |
And we are doing that when least we know it | M4 |
For both of us are children of the sun | V |
Like you and like the weed there at your feet | M4 |
The shadow calls us and it frightens us | K |
We think but there's a light behind the stars | K |
And we old fellows who have dared to live | P4 |
We see it and we see the other things | K |
The other things Yes I have seen it come | Q4 |
These eight years and these ten years and I know | M4 |
Now that it cannot be for very long | N2 |
That Isaac will be Isaac You have seen | O2 |
Young as you are you must have seen the strange | R4 |
Uncomfortable habit of the man | G2 |
He'll take my nerves and tie them in a knot | M4 |
Sometimes and that's not Isaac I know that | M4 |
And I know what it is I get it here | K4 |
A little in my knees and Isaac here | K4 |
The old man shook his head regretfully | K |
And laid his knuckles three times on his forehead | M4 |
That's what it is Isaac is not quite right | M4 |
You see it but you don't know what it means | K |
The thousand little differences no | M4 |
You do not know them and it's well you don't | M4 |
You'll know them soon enough God bless you boy | A3 |
You'll know them but not all of them not all | K |
So think of them as little as you can | G2 |
There's nothing in them for you or for me | K |
But I am old and I must think of them | C |
I'm in the shadow but I don't forget | M4 |
The light my boy the light behind the stars | K |
Remember that remember that I said it | M4 |
And when the time that you think far away | K |
Shall come for you to say it say it boy | A3 |
Let there be no confusion or distrust | M4 |
In you no snarling of a life half lived | M4 |
Nor any cursing over broken things | K |
That your complaint has been the ruin of | S4 |
Live to see clearly and the light will come | Q4 |
To you and as you need it But there there | Q |
I'm going it again as Isaac says | K |
And I'll stop now before you go to sleep | U |
Only be sure that you growl cautiously | K |
And always where the shadow may not reach you | Q2 |
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Never shall I forget long as I live | P4 |
The quaint thin crack in Archibald's voice | K |
The lonely twinkle in his little eyes | K |
Or the way it made me feel to be with him | L |
I know I lay and looked for a long time | I |
Down through the orchard and across the road | M4 |
Across the river and the sun scorched hills | K |
That ceased in a blue forest where the world | M4 |
Ceased with it Now and then my fancy caught | M4 |
A flying glimpse of a good life beyond | M4 |
Something of ships and sunlight streets and singing | O |
Troy falling and the ages coming back | B3 |
And ages coming forward Archibald | M4 |
And Isaac were good fellows in old clothes | K |
And Agamemnon was a friend of mine | K2 |
Ulysses coming home again to shoot | M4 |
With bows and feathered arrows made another | E2 |
And all was as it should be I was young | S3 |
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So I lay dreaming of what things I would | M4 |
Calm and incorrigibly satisfied | M4 |
With apples and romance and ignorance | K |
And the still smoke from Archibald's clay pipe | T4 |
There was a stillness over everything | O |
As if the spirit of heat had laid its hand | M4 |
Upon the world and hushed it and I felt | M4 |
Within the mightiness of the white sun | V |
That smote the land around us and wrought out | M4 |
A fragrance from the trees a vital warmth | U4 |
And fullness for the time that was to come | Q4 |
And a glory for the world beyond the forest | M4 |
The present and the future and the past | M4 |
Isaac and Archibald the burning bush | N |
The Trojans and the walls of Jericho | M4 |
Were beautifully fused and all went well | K |
Till Archibald began to fret for Isaac | V4 |
And said it was a master day for sunstroke | V4 |
That was enough to make a mummy smile | K |
I thought and I remained hilarious | K |
In face of all precedence and respect | M4 |
Till Isaac who had come to us unheard | M4 |
Found he had no tobacco looked at me | K |
Peculiarly and asked of Archibald | M4 |
What ailed the boy to make him chirrup so | M4 |
From that he told us what a blessed world | M4 |
The Lord had given us But Archibald | M4 |
He added with a sweet severity | K |
That made me think of peach skins and goose flesh | N |
I'm half afraid you cut those oats of yours | K |
A day or two before they were well set | M4 |
They were set well enough said Archibald | M4 |
And I remarked the process of his nose | K |
Before the words came out But never mind | M4 |
Your neighbor's oats you stay here in the shade | M4 |
And rest yourself while I go find the cards | K |
We'll have a little game of seven up | W4 |
And let the boy keep count We'll have the game | X4 |
Assuredly said Isaac and I think | V4 |
That I will have a drop of cider also | M4 |
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They marched away together towards the house | K |
And left me to my childish ruminations | K |
Upon the ways of men I followed them | C |
Down cellar with my fancy and then left them | C |
For a fairer vision of all things at once | K |
That was anon to be destroyed again | B |
By the sound of voices and of heavy feet | M4 |
One of the sounds of life that I remember | E2 |
Though I forget so many that rang first | M4 |
As if they were thrown down to me from Sinai | H2 |
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So I remember even to this day | K |
Just how they sounded how they placed themselves | K |
And how the game went on while I made marks | K |
And crossed them out and meanwhile made some Trojans | K |
Likewise I made Ulysses after Isaac | V4 |
And a little after Flaxman Archibald | M4 |
Was injured when he found himself left out | M4 |
But he had no heroics and I said so | M4 |
I told him that his white beard was too long | V4 |
And too straight down to be like things in Homer | E2 |
Quite so said Isaac Low said Archibald | M4 |
And he threw down a deuce with a deep grin | P2 |
That showed his yellow teeth and made me happy | K |
So they played on till a bell rang from the door | Y4 |
And Archibald said Supper After that | M4 |
The old men smoked while I sat watching them | C |
And wondered with all comfort what might come | Q4 |
To me and what might never come to me | K |
And when the time came for the long walk home | Z4 |
With Isaac in the twilight I could see | K |
The forest and the sunset and the sky line | K2 |
No matter where it was that I was looking | V4 |
The flame beyond the boundary the music | V4 |
The foam and the white ships and two old men | B |
Were things that would not leave me And that night | M4 |
There came to me a dream a shining one | V |
With two old angels in it They had wings | K |
And they were sitting where a silver light | M4 |
Suffused them face to face The wings of one | V |
Began to palpitate as I approached | M4 |
But I was yet unseen when a dry voice | K |
Cried thinly with unpatronizing triumph | |
I've got you Isaac high low jack and the game | X4 |
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Isaac and Archibald have gone their way | K |
To the silence of the loved and well forgotten | V |
I knew them and I may have laughed at them | C |
But there's a laughing that has honor in it | M4 |
And I have no regret for light words now | E |
Rather I think sometimes they may have made | M4 |
Their sport of me but they would not do that | M4 |
They were too old for that They were old men | B |
And I may laugh at them because I knew them | C |
Edwin Arlington Robinson
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