A Hundred Collars Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: ABCDEFGHIJKLMDNBOPCQ RSTUVWXXXYZA2B2OC2CD 2E2OF2G2H2I2J2K2J2L2 M2M2DDJ2N2J2O2J2C2J2 J2J2J2J2J2P2Q2R2S2T2 A2SU2KU2V2U2W2FJ2FX2 Y2J2KJ2Z2A3XB3DDFC3J 2D3E3J2J2P2FSFFJ2A2F DJ2F3G3G3H3P2R2J2J2J 2DI3J2P2J2J2BTI3J3Y2 K3J2TP2SFL3BM3N3DR2O 3P3Q3KR3S3T3A3J2R2U3 A2KBO3DA2V3KW3J2J2W2 KJ2BX3Y3K2SFFB3SZ3A4 FFS2W2SE3W2B4C4P2A4D 4C4SJ2SA4D4K

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
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
You say 'unless 'T
Unless you wouldn't mindU
Sharing a room with someone elseV
Who is itW
A manX
So I should hope What kind of manX
I know him he's all right A man's a manX
Separate beds of course you understandY
The night clerk blinked his eyes and dared him onZ
Who's that man sleeping in the office chairA2
Has he had the refusal of my chanceB2
He was afraid of being robbed or murderedO
What do you sayC2
I'll have to have a bedC
The night clerk led him up three flights of stairsD2
And down a narrow passage full of doorsE2
At the last one of which he knocked and enteredO
Lafe here's a fellow wants to share your roomF2
Show him this way I'm not afraid of himG2
I'm not so drunk I can't take care of myselfH2
The night clerk clapped a bedstead on the footI2
This will be yours Good night he said and wentJ2
Lafe was the name I thinkK2
Yes LayfayetteJ2
You got it the first time And yoursL2
MagoonM2
Doctor MagoonM2
A DoctorD
Well a teacherD
Professor Square the circle till you're tiredJ2
Hold on there's something I don't think of nowN2
That I had on my mind to ask the firstJ2
Man that knew anything I happened in withO2
I'll ask you later don't let me forget itJ2
The Doctor looked at Lafe and looked awayC2
A man A brute Naked above the waistJ2
He sat there creased and shining in the lightJ2
Fumbling the buttons in a well starched shirtJ2
I'm moving into a size larger shirtJ2
I've felt mean lately mean's no name for itJ2
I just found what the matter was to nightJ2
I've been a choking like a nursery treeP2
When it outgrows the wire band of its name tagQ2
I blamed it on the hot spell we've been havingR2
'Twas nothing but my foolish hanging backS2
Not liking to own up I'd grown a sizeT2
Number eighteen this is What size do you wearA2
The Doctor caught his throat convulsivelyS
Oh ah fourteen fourteenU2
Fourteen You say soK
I can remember when I wore fourteenU2
And come to think I must have back at homeV2
More than a hundred collars size fourteenU2
Too bad to waste them all You ought to have themW2
They're yours and welcome let me send them to youF
What makes you stand there on one leg like thatJ2
You're not much furtherer than where Kike left youF
You act as if you wished you hadn't comeX2
Sit down or lie down friend you make me nervousY2
The Doctor made a subdued dash for itJ2
And propped himself at bay against a pillowK
Not that way with your shoes on Kike's white bedJ2
You can't rest that way Let me pull your shoes offZ2
Don't touch me please I say don't touch me pleaseA3
I'll not be put to bed by you my manX
Just as you say Have it your own way thenB3
'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 wrongC3
Who wants to cut your number fourteen throatJ2
Let's have a show down as an evidenceD3
Of good faith There is ninety dollarsE3
Come if you're not afraidJ2
I'm not afraidJ2
There's five that's all I carryP2
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 nightJ2
Will you believe me if I put it thereA2
Right on the counterpane that I do trust youF
You'd say so Mister Man I'm a collectorD
My ninety isn't mine you won't think thatJ2
I pick it up a dollar at a timeF3
All round the country for the Weekly NewsG3
Published in Bow You know the Weekly NewsG3
Known it since I was youngH3
Then you know meP2
Now we are getting on together talkingR2
I'm sort of Something for it at the frontJ2
My business is to find what people wantJ2
They pay for it and so they ought to have itJ2
Fairbanks he says to me he's editorD
Feel out the public sentiment he saysI3
A good deal comes on me when all is saidJ2
The only trouble is we disagreeP2
In politics I'm Vermont DemocratJ2
You know what that is sort of double dyedJ2
The News has always been RepublicanB
Fairbanks he says to me 'Help us this year 'T
Meaning by us their ticket 'No ' I saysI3
'I can't and won't You've been in long enoughJ3
It's time you turned around and boosted usY2
You'll have to pay me more than ten a weekK3
If I'm expected to elect Bill TaftJ2
I doubt if I could do it anyway 'T
You seem to shape the paper's policyP2
You see I'm in with everybody know 'em allS
I almost know their farms as well as they doF
You drive around It must be pleasant workL3
It's business but I can't say it's not funB
What I like best's the lay of different farmsM3
Coming out on them from a stretch of woodsN3
Or over a hill or round a sudden cornerD
I like to find folks getting out in springR2
Raking the dooryard working near the houseO3
Later they get out further in the fieldsP3
Everything's shut sometimes except the barnQ3
The family's all away in some back meadowK
There's a hay load a coming when it comesR3
And later still they all get driven inS3
The fields are stripped to lawn the garden patchesT3
Stripped to bare ground the apple treesA3
To whips and poles There's nobody aboutJ2
The chimney though keeps up a good brisk smokingR2
And I lie back and ride I take the reinsU3
Only when someone's coming and the mareA2
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 houseO3
As if she had some sort of curvatureD
No matter if I have no errand thereA2
She thinks I'm sociable I maybe amV3
It's seldom I get down except for meals thoughK
Folks entertain me from the kitchen doorstepW3
All in a family row down to the youngestJ2
One would suppose they might not be as gladJ2
To see you as you are to see themW2
OhK
Because I want their dollar I don't wantJ2
Anything they've not got I never dunB
I'm there and they can pay me if they likeX3
I go nowhere on purpose I happen byY3
Sorry there is no cup to give you a drinkK2
I drink out of the bottle not your styleS
Mayn't I offer youF
No no no thank youF
Just as you say Here's looking at you thenB3
And now I'm leaving you a little whileS
You'll rest easier when I'm gone perhapsZ3
Lie down let yourself go and get some sleepA4
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 backS2
Really friend I can't let you You may need themW2
Not till I shrink when they'll be out of styleS
But really I I have so many collarsE3
I don't know who I rather would have have themW2
They're only turning yellow where they areB4
But you're the doctor as the saying isC4
I'll put the light out Don't you wait for meP2
I've just begun the night You get some sleepA4
I'll knock so fashion and peep round the doorD4
When I come back so you'll know who it isC4
There's nothing I'm afraid of like scared peopleS
I don't want you should shoot me in the headJ2
What am I doing carrying off this bottleS
There now you get some sleepA4
He shut the doorD4
The Doctor slid a little down the pillowK

Robert Lee Frost



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