The Night Before Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

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Look you Dominie look you and listenA
Look in my face first search every line thereB
Mark every feature chin lip and foreheadC
Look in my eyes and tell me the lessonA
You read there measure my nose and tell meD
Where I am wanting A man's nose DominieA
Is often the cast of his inward spiritE
So mark mine well But why do you smile soF
Pity or what Is it written all overG
This face of mine with a brute's confessionA
Nothing but sin there nothing but hell scarsH
Or is it because there is something betterG
A glimmer of good maybe or a shadowF
Of something that's followed me down from childhoodI
Followed me all these years and kept meD
Spite of my slips and sins and folliesJ
Spite of my last red sin my murderG
Just out of hell Yes something of that kindK
And you smile for that You're a good man DominieA
The one good man in the world who knows meD
My one good friend in a world that mocks meD
Here in this hard stone cage But I leave itL
To morrow To morrow My God am I cryingM
Are these things tears Tears What am I frightenedN
I who swore I should go to the scaffoldO
With big strong steps and No more I thank youP
But no I am all right now No listenA
I am here to be hanged to be hanged to morrowF
At six o'clock when the sun is risingM
And why am I here Not a soul can tell youP
But this poor shivering thing before youP
This fluttering wreck of the man God made himQ
For God knows what wild reason Hear meD
And learn from my lips the truth of my storyD
There's nothing strange in what I shall tell youP
Nothing mysterious nothing unearthlyD
But damnably human and you shall hear itL
Not one of those little black lawyers had guessed itL
The judge with his big bald head never knew itL
And the jury God rest their poor souls never dreamed itL
Once there were three in the world who could tell itL
Now there are two There'll be two to morrowF
You my friend and But there's the storyD
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When I was a boy the world was heavenA
I never knew then that the men and the womenA
Who petted and called me a brave big fellowF
Were ever less happy than I but wisdomR
Which comes with the years you know soon showed meD
The secret of all my glittering childhoodI
The broken key to the fairies' castleS
That held my life in the fresh glad seasonA
When I was the king of the earth Then slowlyD
And yet so swiftly there came the knowledgeT
That the marvellous life I had lived was my lifeU
That the glorious world I had loved was my worldV
And that every man and every womanA
And every child was a different beingM
Wrought with a different heat and firedW
With passions born of a single spiritE
That the pleasure I felt was not their pleasureG
Nor my sorrow a kind of nameless pityD
For something I knew not what their sorrowF
And thus was I taught my first hard lessonA
The lesson we suffer the most in learningM
That a happy man is a man forgetfulS
Of all the torturing ills around himQ
When or where I first met the womanA
I cherished and made my wife no matterG
Enough to say that I found her and kept herG
Here in my heart with as pure a devotionA
As ever Christ felt for his brothers Forgive meD
For naming His name in your patient presenceX
But I feel my words and the truth I utterG
Is God's own truth I loved that womanA
Not for her face but for something fairerG
Something diviner I thought than beautyD
I loved the spirit the human somethingM
That seemed to chime with my own conditionA
And make soul music when we were togetherG
And we were never apart from the momentY
My eyes flashed into her eyes the messageT
That swept itself in a quivering answerG
Back through my strange lost being My pulsesZ
Leapt with an aching speed and the measureG
Of this great world grew small and smallerG
Till it seemed the sky and the land and the oceanA
Closed at last in a mist all goldenA
Around us two And we stood for a seasonA
Like gods outflung from chaos dreamingM
That we were the king and the queen of the fireG
That reddened the clouds of love that held usA2
Blind to the new world soon to be oursB2
Ours to seize and sway The passionA
Of that great love was a nameless passionA
Bright as the blaze of the sun at noondayY
Wild as the flames of hell but mark youP
Never a whit less pure for its fervorG
The baseness in me for I was humanA
Burned like a worm and perished and nothingM
Was left me then but a soul that mingledY
Itself with hers and swayed and shudderedY
In fearful triumph When I considerG
That helpless love and the cursed follyD
That wrecked my life for the sake of a womanA
Who broke with a laugh the chains of her marriageC2
Whatever the word may mean I wonderG
If all the woe was her sin or whetherG
The chains themselves were enough to lead herG
In love's despite to break them SinnersB2
And saints I say are rocked in the cradleS
But never are known till the will within themD2
Speaks in its own good time So I fosterG
Even to night for the woman who wronged meD
Nothing of hate nor of love but a feelingM
Of still regret for the man But hear meD
And judge for yourselfE2
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For a time the seasonsF2
Changed and passed in a sweet successionA
That seemed to me like an endless musicG2
Life was a rolling psalm and the choirsH2
Of God were glad for our love I fanciedY
All this and more than I dare to tell youP
To night yes more than I dare to rememberG
And then well the music stopped There are momentsI2
In all men's lives when it stops I fancyD
Or seems to stop till it comes to cheer themD2
Again with a larger sound The curtainA
Of life just then is lifted a littleS
To give to their sight new joys new sorrowsJ2
Or nothing at all sometimes I was watchingM
The slow sweet scenes of a golden pictureG
Flushed and alive with a long delusionA
That made the murmur of home when I shudderedY
And felt like a knife that awful silenceX
That comes when the music goes foreverG
The truth came over my life like a darknessA2
Over a forest where one man wandersB2
Worse than alone For a time I staggeredY
And stumbled on with a weak persistenceX
After the phantom of hope that dartedY
And dodged like a frightened thing before meD
To quit me at last and vanish NothingM
Was left me then but the curse of livingM
And bearing through all my days the feverG
And thirst of a poisoned love Were I strongerG
Or weaker perhaps my scorn had saved meD
Given me strength to crush my sorrowF
With hate for her and the world that praised herG
To have left her then and there to have conqueredY
That old false life with a new and a wiserG
Such things are easy in words You listenA
And frown I suppose that I never mentionA
That beautiful word forgive I forgave herG
First of all and I praised kind HeavenA
That I was a brave clean man to do itY
And then I tried to forget ForgivenessA2
What does it mean when the one forgivenA
Shivers and weeps and clings and kissesK2
The credulous fool that holds her and tells himQ
A thousand things of a good man's mercyD
And then slips off with a laugh and plungesZ
Back to the sin she has quit for a seasonA
To tell him that hell and the world are betterG
For her than a prophet's heaven Believe meD
The love that dies ere its flames are wastedY
In search of an alien soul is betterG
Better by far than the lonely passionA
That burns back into the heart that feeds itY
For I loved her still and the more she mocked meD
Fooled with her endless pleading promiseA2
Of future faith the more I believed herG
The penitent thing she seemed and the strongerG
Her choking arms and her small hot kissesK2
Bound me and burned my brain to pityD
The more she grew to the heavenly creatureG
That brightened the life I had lost foreverG
The truth was gone somehow for the momentY
The curtain fell for a time and I fanciedY
We were again like gods togetherG
Loving again with the old glad raptureG
But scenes like these too often repeatedY
Failed at last and her guile was wastedY
I made an end of her shrewd caressesZ
And told her a few straight words She took themD2
Full at their worth and the farce was overG
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At first my dreams of the past upheld meD
But they were a short support the presentY
Pushed them away and I fell The missionA
Of life whatever it was was blastedY
My game was lost And I met the winnerG
Of that foul deal as a sick slave gathersB2
His painful strength at the sight of his masterG
And when he was past I cursed him fearfulS
Of that strange chance which makes us mightyD
Or mean or both I cursed him and hatedY
The stones he pressed with his heel I followedY
His easy march with a backward envyD
And cursed myself for the beast within meD
But pride is the master of love and the visionA
Of those old days grew faint and fainterG
The counterfeit wife my mercy shelteredY
Was nothing now but a woman a womanA
Out of my way and out of my natureG
My battle with blinded love was overG
My battle with aching pride beginningM
If I was the loser at first I wonderG
If I am the winner now I doubt itY
My life is a losing game and to morrowF
To morrow Christ did I say to morrowF
Is your brandy good for death There listenA
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When love goes out and a man is drivenA
To shun mankind for the scars that make himQ
A joke for all chattering tongues he carriesJ
A double burden The woes I sufferedY
After that hard betrayal made meD
Pity at first all breathing creaturesB2
On this bewildered earth I studiedY
Their faces and made for myself the storyD
Of all their scattered lives Like brothersB2
And sisters they seemed to me then and I nourishedY
A stranger friendship wrought in my fancyD
Between those people and me But somehowL2
As time went on there came queer glancesZ
Out of their eyes and the shame that stung meD
Harassed my pride with a crazed impressionA
That every face in the surging cityD
Was turned to me and I saw sly whispersB2
Now and then as I walked and weariedY
My wasted life twice over in bearingM
With all my sorrow the sorrows of othersB2
Till I found myself their fool Then I trembledY
A poor scared thing and their prying facesK2
Told me the ghastly truth they were laughingM
At me and my fate My God I could feel itY
That laughter And then the children caught itY
And I like a struck dog crept and listenedY
And then when I met the man who had weakenedY
A woman's love to his own desireG
It seemed to me that all hell were laughingM
In fiendish concert I was their victimR
And his and hate's And there was the struggleS
As long as the earth we tread holds somethingM
A tortured heart can love the meaningM
Of life is not wholly blurred but afterG
The last loved thing in the world has left usA2
We know the triumph of hate The gloryD
Of good goes out forever the beaconA
Of sin is the light that leads us downwardY
Down to the fiery end The road runsF2
Right through hell and the souls that followF
The cursed ways where its windings lead themD2
Suffer enough I say to meritY
All grace that a God can give The fashionA
Of our belief is to lift all beingsM2
Born for a life that knows no struggleS
In sin's tight snares to eternal gloryD
All apart from the branded millionsF2
Who carry through life their faces gravenA
With sure brute scars that tell the storyD
Of their foul fated passions ScienceX
Has yet no salve to smooth or softenA
The cradle scars of a tyrant's visageT
No drug to purge from the vital essenceX
Of souls the sleeping venom VirtueP
May flower in hell when its roots are twistedY
And wound with the roots of vice but the strongerG
Never is known till there comes that battleS
With sin to prove the victor PerilousA2
Things are these demons we call our passionsF2
Slaves are we of their roving fanciesJ
Fools of their devilish glee You think meD
I know in this maundering way designingM
To lighten the load of my guilt and cast itY
Half on the shoulders of God But hear meD
I'm partly a man for all my weaknessA2
If weakness it were to stand and murderG
Before men's eyes the man who had murderedY
Me and driven my burning foreheadY
With horns for the world to laugh at Trust meD
And try to believe my words but a portionA
Of what God's purpose made me The cowardY
Within me cries for this and I beg youP
Now as I come to the end to rememberG
That women and men are on earth to travelS
All on a different road HereafterG
The roads may meet I trust in somethingM
I know not whatY
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Well this was the way of itY
Stung with the shame and the secret furyD
That comes to the man who has thrown his pittanceX
Of self at a traitor's feet I wanderedY
Weeks and weeks in a baffled frenzyD
Till at last the devil spoke I heard himQ
And laughed at the love that strove to touch meD
The dead lost love and I gripped the demonA
Close to my breast and held him praisingM
The fates and the furies that gave me the courageT
To follow his wild command ForgetfulS
Of all to come when the work was overG
There came to me then no stony visionA
Of these three hundred days I cherishedY
An awful joy in my brain I ponderedY
And weighed the thing in my mind and gloriedY
In life to think that I was to conquerG
Death at his own dark door and chuckledY
To think of it done so cleanly One eveningM
I knew that my time had come I shudderedY
A little but rather for doubt than terrorG
And followed him led by the nameless devilS
I worshipped and called my brother The cityY
Shone like a dream that night the windowsJ2
Flashed with a piercing flame and the pavementsI2
Pulsed and swayed with a warmth or somethingM
That seemed so then to my feet and thrilled meY
With a quick dizzy joy and the womenA
And men like marvellous things of magicG2
Floated and laughed and sang by my shoulderG
Sent with a wizard motion Through itY
And over and under it all there soundedY
A murmur of life like bees and I listenedY
And laughed again to think of the flowerG
That grew blood red for me This fellowF
Was one of the popular sort who flourishN2
Unruffled where gods would fall For a conscienceX
He carried a snug deceit that made himQ
The man of the time and the place whateverG
The time or the place might be Were he soundingM
With a genial craft that cloaked its purposeA2
Nigh to itself the depth of a womanA
Fooled with his brainless art or sendingM
The midnight home with songs and bottlesO2
The cad was there and his ease foreverG
Shone with the smooth and slippery polishN2
That tells the snake That night he driftedY
Into an up town haunt and orderedY
Whatever it was with a soft assuranceX
That made me mad as I stood behind himQ
Gripping his death and waited CowardY
I think is the name the world has givenA
To men like me but I'll swear I neverG
Thought of my own disgrace when I shot himQ
Yes in the back I know it I know itY
Now but what if I do As I watched himQ
Lying there dead in the scattered sawdustY
Wet with a day's blown froth I notedY
That things were still that the walnut tablesO2
Where men but a moment before were sittingM
Were gone that a screen of something around meY
Shut them out of my sight But the gildedY
Signs of a hundred beers and whiskeysJ
Flashed from the walls above and the mirrorsB2
And glasses behind the bar were lightedY
In some strange way and into my spiritY
A thousand shafts of terrible fireG
Burned like death and I fell The storyY
Of what came then you knowF
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But tell meY
What does the whole thing mean What are weY
Slaves of an awful ignorance puppetsP2
Pulled by a fiend or gods without knowing itY
Do we shut from ourselves our own salvationA
Or what do we do I tell you DominieA
There are times in the lives of us poor devilsO2
When heaven and hell get mixed Though conscienceX
May come like a whisper of Christ to warn usA2
Away from our sins it is lost or laughed atY
And then we fall And for all who have fallenA
Even for him I hold no maliceA2
Nor much compassion a mightier mercyY
Than mine must shrive him And I I am goingM
Into the light or into the darknessA2
Why do I sit through these sickening hoursB2
And hope Good God are they hours hoursB2
Yes I am done with days And to morrowF
We two may meet To morrow To morrowF

Edwin Arlington Robinson



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