The Legend Of The Stone Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

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The year was dying and the dayA
Was almost deadB
The West beneath a sombre grayA
Was sombre redB
The gravestones in the ghostly lightC
'Mid trees half bareD
Seemed phantoms clothed in glimmering whiteC
That haunted thereD
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I stood beside the grave of oneE
Who here in lifeF
Had wronged my home who had undoneE
My child and wifeF
I stood beside his grave untilG
The moon came upH
As if the dark unhallowed hillG
Lifted a cupH
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No stone was there to mark his graveI
No flower to graceJ
'T was meet that weeds alone should waveI
In such a placeJ
I stood beside his grave untilG
The stars swam highK
And all the night was iron stillG
From sky to skyK
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What cared I if strange eyes seemed brightC
Within the gloomL
If evil blue a wandering lightC
Burnt by each tombL
Or that each crook d thorn tree seemedM
A witch hag cloakedN
Or that the owl above me screamedM
The raven croakedM
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For I had cursed him when the dayM
Was sullen redM
Had cursed him when the West was grayM
And day was deadM
And now when night made dark the poleO
Both soon and lateM
I cursed his body yea and soulO
With the hate of hateM
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Once in my soul I seemed to hearP
A low voice sayM
'T were better to forgive and fearQ
Thy God and prayM
I laughed and from pale lips of stoneR
On sculptured tombsS
A mocking laugh replied aloneR
Deep in the gloomsS
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And then I felt I felt as ifT
Some force should seizeS
The body and its limbs stretch stiffT
And fastening freezeS
Down downward deeper than the kneesS
Into the earthU
While still among the twisted treesS
That voice made mirthU
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And in my Soul was fear despairD
Like lost ones feelV
When knotted in their pitch stiff hairD
They feel the steelV
Of devils' forks lift up through sleetM
Of hell's slant fireW
Then plunge as white from head to feetM
I grew entireW
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A voice without me yet withinX
As still as frostM
Intoned Thy sin is thrice a sinX
Thrice art thou lostM
Behold how God would punish theeY
For this thy crimeZ
Thy crime of hate and blasphemyY
Through endless timeZ
-
O'er him whom thou wouldst not forgiveA2
Record what goodM
He did on earth and let him liveB2
Loved understoodM
Be memory thine of all the worstM
He did thine ownR
There at the head of him I cursedM
I stood a stoneR

Madison Julius Cawein



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