That Night When I Came To The Grange Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABBABB CDDCDD EFFEFF AFFAFF GHHIHH JKKJJJ JJJJJJ IAAIAA ALLALL JJJJJJ JJJJJJ MIIMII ANNANN OIIOII GAAGAA PJJPJJ JA JAA JAAJAA NQQNQQ RSTRTS JUUJUU AAAAAA VGGVGG WJJWJJ JAAJAA XNNXNN JJJJJJ IJJIJJ JBBJBB| The trees took on fantastic shapes | A |
| That night when I came to the grange | B |
| The very bushes seemed to change | B |
| This seemed a hag's head that an ape's | A |
| The road itself seemed darkly strange | B |
| That night when I came to the grange | B |
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| The storm had passed but still the night | C |
| Cloaked with deep clouds its true intent | D |
| And moody on its way now went | D |
| With muttered thunder and the light | C |
| Torch like of lightning that was spent | D |
| Flickering the mask of its intent | D |
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| Like some hurt thing that bleeds to death | E |
| Yet never moves nor heaves a sigh | F |
| Some last drops shuddered from the sky | F |
| The darkness seemed to hold its breath | E |
| To see the sullen tempest die | F |
| That never moved nor heaved a sigh | F |
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| Within my path among the weeds | A |
| The glow worm like an evil eye | F |
| Glared malice and the boughs on high | F |
| Flung curses at me menaced deeds | A |
| Of darkness if I passed them by | F |
| They and the glow worm's glaring eye | F |
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| The night wind rose and raved at me | G |
| Hung in the tree beside the gate | H |
| The gate that snarled its iron hate | H |
| Above the gravel grindingly | I |
| And set its teeth to make me wait | H |
| Beside the one tree near the gate | H |
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| The next thing that I knew a bat | J |
| Out of the rainy midnight swept | K |
| An evil blow and then there crept | K |
| Malignant with its head held flat | J |
| A hiss before me as I stept | J |
| A fang that from the midnight swept | J |
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| I drew my dagger then the blade | J |
| That never failed me in my need | J |
| 'Twere well to be prepared indeed | J |
| Who knew what waited there what shade | J |
| Or substance banded to impede | J |
| My entrance of which there was need | J |
| - | |
| The blade at least was tangible | I |
| Among the shadows I must face | A |
| Its touch was real and in case | A |
| Hate waylaid me would serve me well | I |
| I needed something in that place | A |
| Among the shadows I must face | A |
| - | |
| The dead thorn took me by surprise | A |
| A hag like thing with twisted clutch | L |
| From o'er the wall I felt it touch | L |
| My brow with talons at my eyes | A |
| It seemed to wave a knotted crutch | L |
| A hag like thing with twisted clutch | L |
| - | |
| A hound kept howling in the night | J |
| He and the wind were all I heard | J |
| The wind that maundered some dark word | J |
| Of wrong that nothing would make right | J |
| To every rain dropp that it stirred | J |
| The hound and wind were all I heard | J |
| - | |
| The grange was silent as the dead | J |
| I looked at the dark face of it | J |
| Nowhere was any candle lit | J |
| It looked like some huge nightmare head | J |
| With death's head eyes I paused a bit | J |
| To study the dark face of it | J |
| - | |
| And then I rang and knocked I gave | M |
| The great oak door loud blow on blow | I |
| No servant answered wild below | I |
| The echoes clanged as in a cave | M |
| The evil mansion seemed to know | I |
| Who struck the door with blow on blow | I |
| - | |
| Silence no chink of light to say | A |
| That he and his were living there | N |
| That sinful man with snow white hair | N |
| That creature I had come to slay | A |
| That wretched thing who did not dare | N |
| Reveal that he was hiding there | N |
| - | |
| I broke my dagger on the door | O |
| Yet woke but echoes in the hall | I |
| Then set my hands unto the wall | I |
| And clomb the ivy as before | O |
| In boyhood to a window tall | I |
| That was my room's once in that hall | I |
| - | |
| At last I stood again where he | G |
| That vile man with the sneering face | A |
| That fiend that foul spot on our race | A |
| Had sworn none of our family | G |
| Should ever stand again the place | A |
| Was dark as his own devil's face | A |
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| I stood and felt as if some crime | P |
| Closed in on me hedged me around | J |
| It clutched at me from closets bound | J |
| Its arms around me time on time | P |
| I turned and grasped but nothing found | J |
| Only the blackness all around | J |
| - | |
| The darkness took me by the throat | J |
| I could not hear but felt it hiss | A |
| 'Take this you hound and this and this ' | - |
| Then all at once afar remote | J |
| I heard a door clang Murder is | A |
| More cautious yet whose was that hiss | A |
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| Oh for a light The blackness jeered | J |
| And mouthed at me its sullen face | A |
| Was as a mask on all the place | A |
| From which two sinister sockets leered | J |
| A death's head that my eyes could trace | A |
| That stared me sullen in the face | A |
| - | |
| Then silence packed the hall and stair | N |
| And crammed the rooms from attic down | Q |
| Since that far door had clanged its frown | Q |
| Upon the darkness everywhere | N |
| Had settled like a graveyard gown | Q |
| It clothed the house from attic down | Q |
| - | |
| And then I heard a groan and one | R |
| Long sigh then silence Who was near | S |
| Was it the darkness at my ear | T |
| That mocked me with a deed undone | R |
| Or was it he who waited here | T |
| To kill me when I had drawn near | S |
| - | |
| I drew my sword then stood and stared | J |
| Into the night that was a mask | U |
| To all the house that made my task | U |
| A hopeless one Ah had it bared | J |
| Its teeth at me what more to ask | U |
| My sword had gone through teeth and mask | U |
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| It was not fair to me my cause | A |
| The villain darkness bound my eyes | A |
| Why even the moon refused to rise | A |
| It might have helped me in that pause | A |
| Before I groped the room whose size | A |
| Seemed monstrous to my night bound eyes | A |
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| What was it that I stumbled on | V |
| God for a light that I might see | G |
| There something sat that stared at me | G |
| Some loathsome twisted thing the spawn | V |
| Of hell and midnight Was it he | G |
| God for a light that I might see | G |
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| And then the moon thank Heaven the moon | W |
| Broke through the clouds a face chalk white | J |
| Now then at last I had a light | J |
| And then I saw the thing seemed hewn | W |
| From marble at the moment's sight | J |
| Bathed in the full moon's wistful white | J |
| - | |
| He sat or rather crouched there dead | J |
| Her dagger in his heart that girl's | A |
| His open eyes as white as pearls | A |
| Malignant staring overhead | J |
| One hand clutched full of torn out curls | A |
| Her dagger in his heart that girl's | A |
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| I knew the blade Why I had seen | X |
| The thing stuck in her gipsy hair | N |
| Worn as they wear them over there | N |
| In Spain its gold hilt crusted green | X |
| With jade like gems of cruel glare | N |
| She wore it in her gipsy hair | N |
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| She called it her'green wasp ' and smiled | J |
| As if of some such deed she dreamed | J |
| And yet to me she always seemed | J |
| A child a little timid child | J |
| Who at a mouse has often screamed | J |
| And yet of deeds like this she dreamed | J |
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| Where was she now Some pond or pool | I |
| Would yield her body up some day | J |
| Poor little waif that'd gone astray | J |
| And I oh God how great a fool | I |
| To know so long and yet delay | J |
| Some pond would yield her up some day | J |
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| The world was phantomed with the mist | J |
| That night when I came from the grange | B |
| So she had stabbed him It was strange | B |
| Who would have thought that she who kiss'd | J |
| Would kill him too Well women change | B |
| Their curse is on the lonely grange | B |
Madison Julius Cawein
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