On The Way Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: A BCDEFFAGHIAJK I ILMNOPQRSTGUPVF P WXYZA2B2C2FB2P I D2B2PB2P P E2B2 I F2G2WB2H2I2J2NB2K2UP L2M2PXB2 P N2PXO2P2PQ2PR2B2O2 I S2B2T2G P GU2IK2B2V2KPB2PW2X2C Y2Z2 I G2B2JA3UB2B3PB2B2IA3 W2H2 P O2C3O2B2O2B2 I B2B2UD3 P B2B2PE3F3I2 I MB2PB2O2K2J2G3A3NH3P P H3IB2 I B2I3J3B2F P B2PK3NB2IB2L3PM3B2N3 B2B2B2O3PPIP3IB2Q3B2 B2B2IIFW I B2U P R3S3T3U3B2B2PV3W3O2X 3F3Y3B2W3S3W2 I S3B2IZ3J2A4B2U3B2B2B 4 P B2B2P3C4JB2B2 I PO2JB2D4E4B2O2R3B2B2 B2F4B2A4B2 P G4 I P3B2B2 P B2PO2B2JH4A4 I JIM3O2B2PI4J4K4L4M4N 4B2O2 P PK I PPXO4B2PPB2 P O3F4B2P4B2H3B2Q4 I B2O2Y3R4S4B2B2R3PB2H 3M3PC4 P B2N2 I B2T4N2 P N2| Philadelphia | A |
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| Note The following imaginary dialogue between | B |
| Alexander Hamilton and Aaron Burr which is not based upon | C |
| any specific incident in American history may be supposed | D |
| to have occurred a few months previous to Hamilton's | E |
| retirement from Washington's Cabinet in and a few | F |
| years before the political ingenuities of Burr who | F |
| has been characterized without much exaggeration as the | A |
| inventor of American politics began to be | G |
| conspicuously formidable to the Federalists These | H |
| activities on the part of Burr resulted as the reader | I |
| will remember in the Burr Jefferson tie for the | A |
| Presidency in and finally in the Burr Hamilton duel | J |
| at Weehawken in | K |
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| BURR | I |
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| Hamilton if he rides you down remember | I |
| That I was here to speak and so to save | L |
| Your fabric from catastrophe That's good | M |
| For I perceive that you observe him also | N |
| A President a riding of his horse | O |
| May dust a General and be forgiven | P |
| But why be dusted when we're all alike | Q |
| All equal and all happy Here he comes | R |
| And there he goes And we by your new patent | S |
| Would seem to be two kings here by the wayside | T |
| With our two hats off to his Excellency | G |
| Why not his Majesty and done with it | U |
| Forgive me if I shook your meditation | P |
| But you that weld our credit should have eyes | V |
| To see what's coming Bury me first if I do | F |
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| HAMILTON | P |
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| There's always in some pocket of your brain | W |
| A care for me wherefore my gratitude | X |
| For your attention is commensurate | Y |
| With your concern Yes Burr we are two kings | Z |
| We are as royal as two ditch diggers | A2 |
| But owe me not your sceptre These are the days | B2 |
| When first a few seem all but if we live | C2 |
| We may again be seen to be the few | F |
| That we have always been These are the days | B2 |
| When men forget the stars and are forgotten | P |
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| BURR | I |
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| But why forget them They're the same that winked | D2 |
| Upon the world when Alcibiades | B2 |
| Cut off his dog's tail to induce distinction | P |
| There are dogs yet and Alcibiades | B2 |
| Is not forgotten | P |
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| HAMILTON | P |
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| Yes there are dogs enough | E2 |
| God knows and I can hear them in my dreams | B2 |
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| BURR | I |
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| Never a doubt But what you hear the most | F2 |
| Is your new music something out of tune | G2 |
| With your intention How in the name of Cain | W |
| I seem to hear you ask are men to dance | B2 |
| When all men are musicians Tell me that | H2 |
| I hear you saying and I'll tell you the name | I2 |
| Of Samson's mother But why shroud yourself | J2 |
| Before the coffin comes For all you know | N |
| The tree that is to fall for your last house | B2 |
| Is now a sapling You may have to wait | K2 |
| So long as to be sorry though I doubt it | U |
| For you are not at home in your new Eden | P |
| Where chilly whispers of a likely frost | L2 |
| Accumulate already in the air | M2 |
| I think a touch of ermine Hamilton | P |
| Would be for you in your autumnal mood | X |
| A pleasant sort of warmth along the shoulders | B2 |
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| HAMILTON | P |
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| If so it is you think you may as well | N2 |
| Give over thinking We are done with ermine | P |
| What I fear most is not the multitude | X |
| But those who are to loop it with a string | O2 |
| That has one end in France and one end here | P2 |
| I'm not so fortified with observation | P |
| That I could swear that more than half a score | Q2 |
| Among us who see lightning see that ruin | P |
| Is not the work of thunder Since the world | R2 |
| Was ordered there was never a long pause | B2 |
| For caution between doing and undoing | O2 |
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| BURR | I |
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| Go on sir my attention is a trap | S2 |
| Set for the catching of all compliments | B2 |
| To Monticello and all else abroad | T2 |
| That has a name or an identity | G |
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| HAMILTON | P |
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| I leave to you the names there are too many | G |
| Yet one there is to sift and hold apart | U2 |
| As now I see There comes at last a glimmer | I |
| That is not always clouded or too late | K2 |
| But I was near and young and had the reins | B2 |
| To play with while he manned a team so raw | V2 |
| That only God knows where the end had been | K |
| Of all that riding without Washington | P |
| There was a nation in the man who passed us | B2 |
| If there was not a world I may have driven | P |
| Since then some restive horses and alone | W2 |
| And through a splashing of abundant mud | X2 |
| But he who made the dust that sets you on | C |
| To coughing made the road Now it seems dry | Y2 |
| And in a measure safe | Z2 |
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| BURR | I |
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| Here's a new tune | G2 |
| From Hamilton Has your caution all at once | B2 |
| And over night grown till it wrecks the cradle | J |
| I have forgotten what my father said | A3 |
| When I was born but there's a rustling of it | U |
| Among my memories and it makes a noise | B2 |
| About as loud as all that I have held | B3 |
| And fondled heretofore of your same caution | P |
| But that's affairs not feelings If our friends | B2 |
| Guessed half we say of them our enemies | B2 |
| Would itch in our friends' jackets Howsoever | I |
| The world is of a sudden on its head | A3 |
| And all are spilled unless you cling alone | W2 |
| With Washington Ask Adams about that | H2 |
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| HAMILTON | P |
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| We'll not ask Adams about anything | O2 |
| We fish for lizards when we choose to ask | C3 |
| For what we know already is not coming | O2 |
| And we must eat the answer Where's the use | B2 |
| Of asking when this man says everything | O2 |
| With all his tongues of silence | B2 |
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| BURR | I |
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| I dare say | B2 |
| I dare say but I won't One of those tongues | B2 |
| I'll borrow for the nonce He'll never miss it | U |
| We mean his Western Majesty King George | D3 |
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| HAMILTON | P |
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| I mean the man who rode by on his horse | B2 |
| I'll beg of you the meed of your indulgence | B2 |
| If I should say this planet may have done | P |
| A deal of weary whirling when at last | E3 |
| If ever Time shall aggregate again | F3 |
| A majesty like his that has no name | I2 |
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| BURR | I |
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| Then you concede his Majesty That's good | M |
| And what of yours Here are two majesties | B2 |
| Favor the Left a little Hamilton | P |
| Or you'll be floundering in the ditch that waits | B2 |
| For riders who forget where they are riding | O2 |
| If we and France as you anticipate | K2 |
| Must eat each other what Caesar if not yourself | J2 |
| Do you see for the master of the feast | G3 |
| There may be a place waiting on your head | A3 |
| For laurel thick as Nero's You don't know | N |
| I have not crossed your glory though I might | H3 |
| If I saw thrones at auction | P |
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| HAMILTON | P |
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| Yes you might | H3 |
| If war is on the way I shall be here | I |
| And I've no vision of your distant heels | B2 |
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| BURR | I |
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| I see that I shall take an inference | B2 |
| To bed with me to night to keep me warm | I3 |
| I thank you Hamilton and I approve | J3 |
| Your fealty to the aggregated greatness | B2 |
| Of him you lean on while he leans on you | F |
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| HAMILTON | P |
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| This easy phrasing is a game of yours | B2 |
| That you may win to lose I beg your pardon | P |
| But you that have the sight will not employ | K3 |
| The will to see with it If you did so | N |
| There might be fewer ditches dug for others | B2 |
| In your perspective and there might be fewer | I |
| Contemporary motes of prejudice | B2 |
| Between you and the man who made the dust | L3 |
| Call him a genius or a gentleman | P |
| A prophet or a builder or what not | M3 |
| But hold your disposition off the balance | B2 |
| And weigh him in the light Once I believe | N3 |
| I tell you nothing new to your surmise | B2 |
| Or to the tongues of towns and villages | B2 |
| I nourished with an adolescent fancy | B2 |
| Surely forgivable to you my friend | O3 |
| An innocent and amiable conviction | P |
| That I was by the grace of honest fortune | P |
| A savior at his elbow through the war | I |
| Where I might have observed more than I did | P3 |
| Patience and wholesome passion I was there | I |
| And for such honor I gave nothing worse | B2 |
| Than some advice at which he may have smiled | Q3 |
| I must have given a modicum besides | B2 |
| Or the rough interval between those days | B2 |
| And these would never have made for me my friends | B2 |
| Or enemies I should be something somewhere | I |
| I say not what but I should not be here | I |
| If he had not been there Possibly too | F |
| You might not or that Quaker with his cane | W |
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| BURR | I |
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| Possibly too I should When the Almighty | B2 |
| Rides a white horse I fancy we shall know it | U |
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| HAMILTON | P |
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| It was a man Burr that was in my mind | R3 |
| No god or ghost or demon only a man | S3 |
| A man whose occupation is the need | T3 |
| Of those who would not feel it if it bit them | U3 |
| And one who shapes an age while he endures | B2 |
| The pin pricks of inferiorities | B2 |
| A cautious man because he is but one | P |
| A lonely man because he is a thousand | V3 |
| No marvel you are slow to find in him | W3 |
| The genius that is one spark or is nothing | O2 |
| His genius is a flame that he must hold | X3 |
| So far above the common heads of men | F3 |
| That they may view him only through the mist | Y3 |
| Of their defect and wonder what he is | B2 |
| It seems to me the mystery that is in him | W3 |
| That makes him only more to me a man | S3 |
| Than any other I have ever known | W2 |
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| BURR | I |
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| I grant you that his worship is a man | S3 |
| I'm not so much at home with mysteries | B2 |
| May be as you so leave him with his fire | I |
| God knows that I shall never put it out | Z3 |
| He has not made a cripple of himself | J2 |
| In his pursuit of me though I have heard | A4 |
| His condescension honors me with parts | B2 |
| Parts make a whole if we've enough of them | U3 |
| And once I figured a sufficiency | B2 |
| To be at least an atom in the annals | B2 |
| Of your republic But I must have erred | B4 |
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| HAMILTON | P |
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| You smile as if your spirit lived at ease | B2 |
| With error I should not have named it so | B2 |
| Failing assent from you nor if I did | P3 |
| Should I be so complacent in my skill | C4 |
| To comb the tangled language of the people | J |
| As to be sure of anything in these days | B2 |
| Put that much in account with modesty | B2 |
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| BURR | I |
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| What in the name of Ahab Hamilton | P |
| Have you in the last region of your dreaming | O2 |
| To do with people You may be the devil | J |
| In your dead reckoning of what reefs and shoals | B2 |
| Are waiting on the progress of our ship | D4 |
| Unless you steer it but you'll find it irksome | E4 |
| Alone there in the stern and some warm day | B2 |
| There'll be an inland music in the rigging | O2 |
| And afterwards on deck I'm not affined | R3 |
| Or favored overmuch at Monticello | B2 |
| But there's a mighty swarming of new bees | B2 |
| About the premises and all have wings | B2 |
| If you hear something buzzing before long | F4 |
| Be thoughtful how you strike remembering also | B2 |
| There was a fellow Naboth had a vineyard | A4 |
| And Ahab cut his hair off and went softly | B2 |
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| HAMILTON | P |
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| I don't remember that he cut his hair off | G4 |
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| BURR | I |
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| Somehow I rather fancy that he did | P3 |
| If so it's in the Book and if not so | B2 |
| He did the rest and did it handsomely | B2 |
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| HAMILTON | P |
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| Commend yourself to Ahab and his ways | B2 |
| If they inveigle you to emulation | P |
| But where if I may ask it are you tending | O2 |
| With your invidious wielding of the Scriptures | B2 |
| You call to mind an eminent archangel | J |
| Who fell to make him famous Would you fall | H4 |
| So far as he to be so far remembered | A4 |
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| BURR | I |
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| Before I fall or rise or am an angel | J |
| I shall acquaint myself a little further | I |
| With our new land's new language which is not | M3 |
| Peace to your dreams an idiom to your liking | O2 |
| I'm wondering if a man may always know | B2 |
| How old a man may be at thirty seven | P |
| I wonder likewise if a prettier time | I4 |
| Could be decreed for a good man to vanish | J4 |
| Than about now for you before you fade | K4 |
| And even your friends are seeing that you have had | L4 |
| Your cup too full for longer mortal triumph | M4 |
| Well you have had enough and had it young | N4 |
| And the old wine is nearer to the lees | B2 |
| Than you are to the work that you are doing | O2 |
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| HAMILTON | P |
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| When does this philological excursion | P |
| Into new lands and languages begin | K |
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| BURR | I |
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| Anon that is already Only Fortune | P |
| Gave me this afternoon the benefaction | P |
| Of your blue back which I for love pursued | X |
| And in pursuing may have saved your life | O4 |
| Also the world a pounding piece of news | B2 |
| Hamilton bites the dust of Washington | P |
| Or rather of his horse For you alone | P |
| Or for your fame I'd wish it might have been so | B2 |
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| HAMILTON | P |
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| Not every man among us has a friend | O3 |
| So jealous for the other's fame How long | F4 |
| Are you to diagnose the doubtful case | B2 |
| Of Demos and what for Have you a sword | P4 |
| For some new Damocles If it's for me | B2 |
| I have lost all official appetite | H3 |
| And shall have faded after January | B2 |
| Into the law I'm going to New York | Q4 |
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| BURR | I |
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| No matter where you are one of these days | B2 |
| I shall come back to you and tell you something | O2 |
| This Demos I have heard has in his wrist | Y3 |
| A pulse that no two doctors have as yet | R4 |
| Counted and found the same and in his mouth | S4 |
| A tongue that has the like alacrity | B2 |
| For saying or not for saying what most it is | B2 |
| That pullulates in his ignoble mind | R3 |
| One of these days I shall appear again | P |
| To tell you more of him and his opinions | B2 |
| I shall not be so long out of your sight | H3 |
| Or take myself so far that I may not | M3 |
| Like Alcibiades come back again | P |
| He went away to Phrygia and fared ill | C4 |
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| HAMILTON | P |
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| There's an example in Themistocles | B2 |
| He went away to Persia and fared well | N2 |
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| BURR | I |
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| So Must I go so far And if so why so | B2 |
| I had not planned it so Is this the road | T4 |
| I take If so farewell | N2 |
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| HAMILTON | P |
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| Quite so Farewell | N2 |
Edwin Arlington Robinson
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