The Star Splitter Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: ABCDEFGCHCIJKDDLMCL DLN OPLDLQRLLSF LS TUVWXYZDLLA2B2C2D2E2 F2G2LH2LYLI2LH2F J2K2L2FLLLM2 LYYN2O2LLWMLP2YNLP2P 2Q2RFLR2 LLS2LR2

'You know Orion always comes up sidewaysA
Throwing a leg up over our fence of mountainsB
And rising on his hands he looks in on meC
Busy outdoors by lantern light with somethingD
I should have done by daylight and indeedE
After the ground is frozen I should have doneF
Before it froze and a gust flings a handfulG
Of waste leaves at my smoky lantern chimneyC
To make fun of my way of doing thingsH
Or else fun of Orion's having caught meC
Has a man I should like to ask no rightsI
These forces are obliged to pay respect to 'J
So Brad McLaughlin mingled reckless talkK
Of heavenly stars with hugger mugger farmingD
Till having failed at hugger mugger farmingD
He burned his house down for the fire insuranceL
And spent the proceeds on a telescopeM
To satisfy a lifelong curiosityC
About our place among the infinitiesL
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'What do you want with one of those blame things '-
I asked him well beforehand 'Don't you get one '-
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'Don't call it blamed there isn't anythingD
More blameless in the sense of being lessL
A weapon in our human fight ' he saidN
'I'll have one if I sell my farm to buy it '-
There where he moved the rocks to plow the groundO
And plowed between the rocks he couldn't moveP
Few farms changed hands so rather than spend yearsL
Trying to sell his farm and then not sellingD
He burned his house down for the fire insuranceL
And bought the telescope with what it came toQ
He had been heard to say by severalR
'The best thing that we're put here for's to seeL
The strongest thing that's given us to see with'sL
A telescope Someone in every townS
Seems to me owes it to the town to keep oneF
In Littleton it might as well be me '-
After such loose talk it was no surpriseL
When he did what he did and burned his house downS
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Mean laughter went about the town that dayT
To let him know we weren't the least imposed onU
And he could wait we'd see to him tomorrowV
But the first thing next morning we reflectedW
If one by one we counted people outX
For the least sin it wouldn't take us longY
To get so we had no one left to live withZ
For to be social is to be forgivingD
Our thief the one who does our stealing from usL
We don't cut off from coming to church suppersL
But what we miss we go to him and ask forA2
He promptly gives it back that is if stillB2
Uneaten unworn out or undisposed ofC2
It wouldn't do to be too hard on BradD2
About his telescope Beyond the ageE2
Of being given one for Christmas giftF2
He had to take the best way he knew howG2
To find himself in one Well all we said wasL
He took a strange thing to be roguish overH2
Some sympathy was wasted on the houseL
A good old timer dating back alongY
But a house isn't sentient the houseL
Didn't feel anything And if it didI2
Why not regard it as a sacrificeL
And an old fashioned sacrifice by fireH2
Instead of a new fashioned one at auctionF
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Out of a house and so out of a farmJ2
At one stroke of a match Brad had to turnK2
To earn a living on the Concord railroadL2
As under ticket agent at a stationF
Where his job when he wasn't selling ticketsL
Was setting out up track and down not plantsL
As on a farm but planets evening starsL
That varied in their hue from red to greenM2
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He got a good glass for six hundred dollarsL
His new job gave him leisure for stargazingY
Often he bid me come and have a lookY
Up the brass barrel velvet black insideN2
At a star quaking in the other endO2
I recollect a night of broken cloudsL
And underfoot snow melted down to iceL
And melting further in the wind to mudW
Bradford and I had out the telescopeM
We spread our two legs as we spread its threeL
Pointed our thoughts the way we pointed itP2
And standing at our leisure till the day brokeY
Said some of the best things we ever saidN
That telescope was christened the Star SplitterL
Because it didn't do a thing but splitP2
A star in two or three the way you splitP2
A globule of quicksilver in your handQ2
With one stroke of your finger in the middleR
It's a star splitter if there ever was oneF
And ought to do some good if splitting starsL
'Sa thing to be compared with splitting woodR2
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We've looked and looked but after all where are weL
Do we know any better where we areL
And how it stands between the night tonightS2
And a man with a smoky lantern chimneyL
How different from the way it ever stoodR2

Robert Frost



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