The Suicide Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: ABBAABBA CDDCCD EDC FGGFFGGF HIIHHIIH HJJHHKKH ALFAALL MFFMMFFM NLLONLLN

Last was the wealth I carried in life's packA
Youth health ambition hope and trust but TimeB
And Fate those robbers fit for any crimeB
Stole all and left me but the empty sackA
Before me lay a long and lonely trackA
Of darkling hills and barren steeps to climbB
Behind me lay in shadows the sublimeB
Lost lands of Love's delight Alack AlackA
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Unwearied and with springing steps elateC
I had conveyed my wealth along the roadD
The empty sack proved now a heavier loadD
I was borne down beneath its worthless weightC
I stumbled on and knocked at Death's dark gateC
There was no answer Stung by sorrow's goadD
I-
forcedE
my way into that grim abodeD
And laughed and flung Life's empty sack to FateC
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Unknown and uninvited I passed inF
To that strange land that hangs between two goalsG
Round which a dark and solemn river rollsG
More dread its silence than the loud earth's dinF
And now where was the peace I hoped to winF
Black masted ships slid past me in great shoalsG
Their bloody decks thronged with mistaken soulsG
God punishes mistakes sometimes like sinF
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Not rest and not oblivion I foundH
My suffering self dwelt with me just the sameI
But here no sleep was and no sweet dreams cameI
To give me respite Tyrant Death uncrownedH
By my own hand still King of Terrors frownedH
Upon my shuddering soul that shrank in shameI
Before those eyes where sorrow blent with blameI
And those accusing lips that made no soundH
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What gruesome shapes dawned on my startled sightH
What awful sighs broke on my listening earJ
The anguish of the earth augmented hereJ
A thousand fold made one continuous nightH
The sack I flung away in impious spiteH
Hung yet upon me filled I saw in fearK
With tears that rained from earth's adjacent sphereK
And turned to stones in falling from that heightH
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And close about me pressed a grieving throngA
Each with his heavy sack which bowed him soL
His face was hidden One of these mourned 'KnowF
Who enters here but finds the way more longA
To those fair realms where sounds the angels' songA
There is no man made exit out of woeL
Ye cannot dash the locked door down and goL
To claim thy rightful joy through paths of wrong '-
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He passed into the shadows dim and grayM
And left me to pursue my path aloneF
With terror greater than I yet had knownF
Hard on my soul the awful knowledge layM
Death had not ended life nor found God's wayM
But with my same sad sorrows still my ownF
Where by roads led to by roads thistle sownF
I had but wandered off and gone astrayM
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With earth still near enough to hear its sighsN
With heaven afar and hell but just belowL
Still on and on my lonely soul must goL
Until I earn the right to ParadiseO
We cannot force our way into God's skiesN
Nor rush into the rest we long to knowL
But patiently with bleeding steps and slowL
Toil on to where selfhood in Godhood diesN

Ella Wheeler Wilcox



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