A Hundred Collars Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: ABCDEFGHIJKLMDNBOPC QRS TU V W W WXY ZA2 OB2 C C2D2OE2 F2G2 H2I2 J2 I2K2 L2 L2 D D I2M2I2N2I2 B2I2I2I2I2I2I2O2P2Q2 R2S2Z ST2 KT2U2T2V2FI2FW2X2 I2K I2Y2 Z2W A3DDFB3I2C3D3I2 I2O2 FSFFI2 ZF DI2E3F3F3 G3 O2Q2I2I2I2DH3I2O2I2I 2B H3I3X2J3I2 O2 SF K3 BL3M3DQ2N3O3P3KQ3R3S 3Z2I2Q2T3ZKBN3DZU3KV 3I2 I2V2 KI2BW3X3J2SF F A3SY3Z3FFR2 V2 S D3 V2A4B4O2Z3C4B4SI2SZ3 C4K

Lancaster bore him such a little townA
Such a great man It doesn't see him oftenB
Of late years though he keeps the old homesteadC
And sends the children down there with their motherD
To run wild in the summer a little wildE
Sometimes he joins them for a day or twoF
And sees old friends he somehow can't get nearG
They meet him in the general store at nightH
Pre occupied with formidable mailI
Rifling a printed letter as he talksJ
They seem afraid He wouldn't have it soK
Though a great scholar he's a democratL
If not at heart at least on principleM
Lately when coming up to LancasterD
His train being late he missed another trainN
And had four hours to wait at Woodsville JunctionB
After eleven o'clock at night Too tiredO
To think of sitting such an ordeal outP
He turned to the hotel to find a bedC
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No room the night clerk said UnlessQ
Woodsville's a place of shrieks and wandering lampsR
And cars that shook and rattle and one hotelS
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You say 'unless '-
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Unless you wouldn't mindT
Sharing a room with someone elseU
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Who is itV
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A manW
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So I should hope What kind of manW
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I know him he's all right A man's a manW
Separate beds of course you understandX
The night clerk blinked his eyes and dared him onY
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Who's that man sleeping in the office chairZ
Has he had the refusal of my chanceA2
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He was afraid of being robbed or murderedO
What do you sayB2
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I'll have to have a bedC
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The night clerk led him up three flights of stairsC2
And down a narrow passage full of doorsD2
At the last one of which he knocked and enteredO
Lafe here's a fellow wants to share your roomE2
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Show him this way I'm not afraid of himF2
I'm not so drunk I can't take care of myselfG2
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The night clerk clapped a bedstead on the footH2
This will be yours Good night he said and wentI2
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Lafe was the name I thinkJ2
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Yes LayfayetteI2
You got it the first time And yoursK2
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MagoonL2
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Doctor MagoonL2
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A DoctorD
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Well a teacherD
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Professor Square the circle till you're tiredI2
Hold on there's something I don't think of nowM2
That I had on my mind to ask the firstI2
Man that knew anything I happened in withN2
I'll ask you later don't let me forget itI2
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The Doctor looked at Lafe and looked awayB2
A man A brute Naked above the waistI2
He sat there creased and shining in the lightI2
Fumbling the buttons in a well starched shirtI2
I'm moving into a size larger shirtI2
I've felt mean lately mean's no name for itI2
I just found what the matter was to nightI2
I've been a choking like a nursery treeO2
When it outgrows the wire band of its name tagP2
I blamed it on the hot spell we've been havingQ2
'Twas nothing but my foolish hanging backR2
Not liking to own up I'd grown a sizeS2
Number eighteen this is What size do you wearZ
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The Doctor caught his throat convulsivelyS
Oh ah fourteen fourteenT2
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Fourteen You say soK
I can remember when I wore fourteenT2
And come to think I must have back at homeU2
More than a hundred collars size fourteenT2
Too bad to waste them all You ought to have themV2
They're yours and welcome let me send them to youF
What makes you stand there on one leg like thatI2
You're not much furtherer than where Kike left youF
You act as if you wished you hadn't comeW2
Sit down or lie down friend you make me nervousX2
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The Doctor made a subdued dash for itI2
And propped himself at bay against a pillowK
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Not that way with your shoes on Kike's white bedI2
You can't rest that way Let me pull your shoes offY2
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Don't touch me please I say don't touch me pleaseZ2
I'll not be put to bed by you my manW
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Just as you say Have it your own way thenA3
'My man' is it You talk like a professorD
Speaking of who's afraid of who howeverD
I'm thinking I have more to lose than youF
If anything should happen to be wrongB3
Who wants to cut your number fourteen throatI2
Let's have a show down as an evidenceC3
Of good faith There is ninety dollarsD3
Come if you're not afraidI2
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I'm not afraidI2
There's five that's all I carryO2
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I can search youF
Where are you moving over to Stay stillS
You'd better tuck your money under youF
And sleep on it the way I always doF
When I'm with people I don't trust at nightI2
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Will you believe me if I put it thereZ
Right on the counterpane that I do trust youF
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You'd say so Mister Man I'm a collectorD
My ninety isn't mine you won't think thatI2
I pick it up a dollar at a timeE3
All round the country for the Weekly NewsF3
Published in Bow You know the Weekly NewsF3
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Known it since I was youngG3
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Then you know meO2
Now we are getting on together talkingQ2
I'm sort of Something for it at the frontI2
My business is to find what people wantI2
They pay for it and so they ought to have itI2
Fairbanks he says to me he's editorD
Feel out the public sentiment he saysH3
A good deal comes on me when all is saidI2
The only trouble is we disagreeO2
In politics I'm Vermont DemocratI2
You know what that is sort of double dyedI2
The News has always been RepublicanB
Fairbanks he says to me 'Help us this year '-
Meaning by us their ticket 'No ' I saysH3
'I can't and won't You've been in long enoughI3
It's time you turned around and boosted usX2
You'll have to pay me more than ten a weekJ3
If I'm expected to elect Bill TaftI2
I doubt if I could do it anyway '-
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You seem to shape the paper's policyO2
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You see I'm in with everybody know 'em allS
I almost know their farms as well as they doF
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You drive around It must be pleasant workK3
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It's business but I can't say it's not funB
What I like best's the lay of different farmsL3
Coming out on them from a stretch of woodsM3
Or over a hill or round a sudden cornerD
I like to find folks getting out in springQ2
Raking the dooryard working near the houseN3
Later they get out further in the fieldsO3
Everything's shut sometimes except the barnP3
The family's all away in some back meadowK
There's a hay load a coming when it comesQ3
And later still they all get driven inR3
The fields are stripped to lawn the garden patchesS3
Stripped to bare ground the apple treesZ2
To whips and poles There's nobody aboutI2
The chimney though keeps up a good brisk smokingQ2
And I lie back and ride I take the reinsT3
Only when someone's coming and the mareZ
Stops when she likes I tell her when to goK
I've spoiled Jemima in more ways than oneB
She's got so she turns in at every houseN3
As if she had some sort of curvatureD
No matter if I have no errand thereZ
She thinks I'm sociable I maybe amU3
It's seldom I get down except for meals thoughK
Folks entertain me from the kitchen doorstepV3
All in a family row down to the youngestI2
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One would suppose they might not be as gladI2
To see you as you are to see themV2
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OhK
Because I want their dollar I don't wantI2
Anything they've not got I never dunB
I'm there and they can pay me if they likeW3
I go nowhere on purpose I happen byX3
Sorry there is no cup to give you a drinkJ2
I drink out of the bottle not your styleS
Mayn't I offer youF
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No no no thank youF
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Just as you say Here's looking at you thenA3
And now I'm leaving you a little whileS
You'll rest easier when I'm gone perhapsY3
Lie down let yourself go and get some sleepZ3
But first let's see what was I going to ask youF
Those collars who shall I address them toF
Suppose you aren't awake when I come backR2
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Really friend I can't let you You may need themV2
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Not till I shrink when they'll be out of styleS
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But really I I have so many collarsD3
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I don't know who I rather would have have themV2
They're only turning yellow where they areA4
But you're the doctor as the saying isB4
I'll put the light out Don't you wait for meO2
I've just begun the night You get some sleepZ3
I'll knock so fashion and peep round the doorC4
When I come back so you'll know who it isB4
There's nothing I'm afraid of like scared peopleS
I don't want you should shoot me in the headI2
What am I doing carrying off this bottleS
There now you get some sleepZ3
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He shut the doorC4
The Doctor slid a little down the pillowK

Robert Frost



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