The Corridor Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABAB ACAC DADA EAEA| It may have been the pride in me for aught | A |
| I know or just a patronizing whim | B |
| But call it freak or fancy or what not | A |
| I cannot hide that hungry face of him | B |
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| I keep a scant half dozen words he said | A |
| And every now and then I lose his name | C |
| He may be living or he may be dead | A |
| But I must have him with me all the same | C |
| - | |
| I knew it and I knew it all along | D |
| And felt it once or twice or thought I did | A |
| But only as a glad man feels a song | D |
| That sounds around a stranger's coffin lid | A |
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| I knew it and he knew it I believe | E |
| But silence held us alien to the end | A |
| And I have now no magic to retrieve | E |
| That year to stop that hunger for a friend | A |
Edwin Arlington Robinson
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