The Maniac Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: ABABCDED FFFFGHGH IHIHJHDH EBCBKBKB LBLBIBI MB IMIMNONO PBPBQRSABG TBTBUMUM

I saw them sitting in the shadeA
The long green vines hung overB
But could not hide the gold haired maidA
And Earl my dark eyed loverB
His arm was clasped so close so closeC
Her eyes were softly liftedD
While his eyes drank the cheek of roseE
And breasts like snowflakes driftedD
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A strange noise sounded in my brainF
I was a guest unbiddenF
I stole away but came againF
With two knives snugly hiddenF
I stood behind them Close they kissedG
While eye to eye was speakingH
I aimed my steels and neither missedG
The heart I sent it seekingH
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There were two death shrieks mingled soI
It seemed like one voice cryingH
I laughed it was such bliss you knowI
To hear and see them dyingH
I laughed and shouted while I stoodJ
Above the lovers gazingH
Upon the trickling rills of bloodD
And frightened eyes fast glazingH
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It was such joy to see the roseE
Fade from her cheek foreverB
To know the lips he kissed so closeC
Could answer never neverB
To see his arm grow stark and coldK
And know it could not hold herB
To know that while the world grew oldK
His eyes could not behold herB
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A crowd of people thronged aboutL
Brought thither by my laughterB
I gave one last triumphant shoutL
Then darkness followed afterB
That was a thousand years agoI
Each hour I live it overB
For there just out of reach you knowI
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SheM
lies with Earl my loverB
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They lie there staring staring soI
With great glazed eyes to taunt meM
Will no one bury them down lowI
Where they shall cease to haunt meM
He kissed her lips not mine the flowersN
And vines hung all about themO
Sometimes I sit and laugh for hoursN
To think just how I found themO
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And then I sometimes stand and shriekP
In agony of terrorB
I see the red warm in her cheekP
Then laugh loud at my errorB
My cheek was all too pale he thoughtQ
He deemed hers far the brightestR
Ha but my dagger touched a spotS
That madeA
herB
face the whitestG
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But oh the days seem very longT
Without my Earl my loverB
And something in my head seems wrongT
The more I think it overB
Ah look she is not dead look thereU
She's standing close beside meM
Her eyes are open how they stareU
Oh hide me hide me hide meM

Ella Wheeler Wilcox



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