The Pale Operator Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: ABAB CDCD EFEF CGCG HIHJ KLKL

If but with my pen I could draw himA
With terror you'd look in his faceB
For he since the first day I saw himA
Has sat there and sewed in his placeB
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Years pass in procession unendingC
And ever the pale one is seenD
As over his work he sits bendingC
And fights with the soulless machineD
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I feel as I gaze at each featureE
Perspiring and grimy and wanF
It is not the strength of the creatureE
The will only urges him onF
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And ever the sweat drops are flowingC
They fall o'er his thin cheek in streamsG
They water the stuff he is sewingC
And soak themselves into the seamsG
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How long shall the wheel yet I pray youH
Be chased by the pale artisanI
And what shall the ending be say youH
Resolve the dark riddle who canJ
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I know that it cannot be reckonedK
But one thing the future will showL
When this man has vanished a secondK
Will sit in his place there and sewL

Morris Rosenfeld



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