The Generations Of Men Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABBCDEFGHIJKLMNOPQRQ BJSTNQUVQDQWBQQNXJJY ZA2B2C2D2BE2VQF2G2D2 QRNZVH2BI2RJ2K2L2J2M 2N2ZRTYHO2QJ2DP2QG2Q 2QZR2A2S2T2QQTZVG2U2 V2W2BYS2VVZZN2U2X2RY 2VD2ZYZYZZZZ2A3B3K2C 3ZBVY2BJ2D3E3F3ZG3H3 I3VYJ3K3VL3J3VU2M3MA 3VBU2VB3VG3VYN3VYVVL 3RVG3I2UVVBVVO3VVU2V I3VL3YVP3P3Q3P3BHVVY ADRVR3YP3VP3VBVJ2R3S 3P3VP3RRYRRP3P3P3MBR U2HRRP3V| A governor it was proclaimed this time | A |
| When all who would come seeking in New Hampshire | B |
| Ancestral memories might come together | B |
| And those of the name Stark gathered in Bow | C |
| A rock strewn town where farming has fallen off | D |
| And sprout lands flourish where the axe has gone | E |
| Someone had literally run to earth | F |
| In an old cellar hole in a by road | G |
| The origin of all the family there | H |
| Thence they were sprung so numerous a tribe | I |
| That now not all the houses left in town | J |
| Made shift to shelter them without the help | K |
| Of here and there a tent in grove and orchard | L |
| They were at Bow but that was not enough | M |
| Nothing would do but they must fix a day | N |
| To stand together on the crater's verge | O |
| That turned them on the world and try to fathom | P |
| The past and get some strangeness out of it | Q |
| But rain spoiled all The day began uncertain | R |
| With clouds low trailing and moments of rain that misted | Q |
| The young folk held some hope out to each other | B |
| Till well toward noon when the storm settled down | J |
| With a swish in the grass What if the others | S |
| Are there they said It isn't going to rain | T |
| Only one from a farm not far away | N |
| Strolled thither not expecting he would find | Q |
| Anyone else but out of idleness | U |
| One and one other yes for there were two | V |
| The second round the curving hillside road | Q |
| Was a girl and she halted some way off | D |
| To reconnoitre and then made up her mind | Q |
| At least to pass by and see who he was | W |
| And perhaps hear some word about the weather | B |
| This was some Stark she didn't know He nodded | Q |
| No f te to day he said | Q |
| It looks that way | N |
| She swept the heavens turning on her heel | X |
| I only idled down | J |
| I idled down | J |
| Provision there had been for just such meeting | Y |
| Of stranger cousins in a family tree | Z |
| Drawn on a sort of passport with the branch | A2 |
| Of the one bearing it done in detail | B2 |
| Some zealous one's laborious device | C2 |
| She made a sudden movement toward her bodice | D2 |
| As one who clasps her heart They laughed together | B |
| Stark he inquired No matter for the proof | E2 |
| Yes Stark And you | V |
| I'm Stark He drew his passport | Q |
| You know we might not be and still be cousins | F2 |
| The town is full of Chases Lowes and Baileys | G2 |
| All claiming some priority in Starkness | D2 |
| My mother was a Lane yet might have married | Q |
| Anyone upon earth and still her children | R |
| Would have been Starks and doubtless here to day | N |
| You riddle with your genealogy | Z |
| Like a Viola I don't follow you | V |
| I only mean my mother was a Stark | H2 |
| Several times over and by marrying father | B |
| No more than brought us back into the name | I2 |
| One ought not to be thrown into confusion | R |
| By a plain statement of relationship | J2 |
| But I own what you say makes my head spin | K2 |
| You take my card you seem so good at such things | L2 |
| And see if you can reckon our cousinship | J2 |
| Why not take seats here on the cellar wall | M2 |
| And dangle feet among the raspberry vines | N2 |
| Under the shelter of the family tree | Z |
| Just so that ought to be enough protection | R |
| Not from the rain I think it's going to rain | T |
| It's raining | Y |
| No it's misting let's be fair | H |
| Does the rain seem to you to cool the eyes | O2 |
| The situation was like this the road | Q |
| Bowed outward on the mountain half way up | J2 |
| And disappeared and ended not far off | D |
| No one went home that way The only house | P2 |
| Beyond where they were was a shattered seedpod | Q |
| And below roared a brook hidden in trees | G2 |
| The sound of which was silence for the place | Q2 |
| This he sat listening to till she gave judgment | Q |
| On father's side it seems we're let me see | Z |
| Don't be too technical You have three cards | R2 |
| Four cards one yours three mine one for each branch | A2 |
| Of the Stark family I'm a member of | S2 |
| D'you know a person so related to herself | T2 |
| Is supposed to be mad | Q |
| I may be mad | Q |
| You look so sitting out here in the rain | T |
| Studying genealogy with me | Z |
| You never saw before What will we come to | V |
| With all this pride of ancestry we Yankees | G2 |
| I think we're all mad Tell me why we're here | U2 |
| Drawn into town about this cellar hole | V2 |
| Like wild geese on a lake before a storm | W2 |
| What do we see in such a hole I wonder | B |
| The Indians had a myth of Chicamoztoc | Y |
| Which means The Seven Caves that We Came out of | S2 |
| This is the pit from which we Starks were digged | V |
| You must be learned That's what you see in it | V |
| And what do you see | Z |
| Yes what do I see | Z |
| First let me look I see raspberry vines | N2 |
| Oh if you're going to use your eyes just hear | U2 |
| What I see It's a little little boy | X2 |
| As pale and dim as a match flame in the sun | R |
| He's groping in the cellar after jam | Y2 |
| He thinks it's dark and it's flooded with daylight | V |
| He's nothing Listen When I lean like this | D2 |
| I can make out old Grandsir Stark distinctly | Z |
| With his pipe in his mouth and his brown jug | Y |
| Bless you it isn't Grandsir Stark it's Granny | Z |
| But the pipe's there and smoking and the jug | Y |
| She's after cider the old girl she's thirsty | Z |
| Here's hoping she gets her drink and gets out safely | Z |
| Tell me about her Does she look like me | Z |
| She should shouldn't she you're so many times | Z2 |
| Over descended from her I believe | A3 |
| She does look like you Stay the way you are | B3 |
| The nose is just the same and so's the chin | K2 |
| Making allowance making due allowance | C3 |
| You poor dear great great great great Granny | Z |
| See that you get her greatness right Don't stint her | B |
| Yes it's important though you think it isn't | V |
| I won't be teased But see how wet I am | Y2 |
| Yes you must go we can't stay here for ever | B |
| But wait until I give you a hand up | J2 |
| A bead of silver water more or less | D3 |
| Strung on your hair won't hurt your summer looks | E3 |
| I wanted to try something with the noise | F3 |
| That the brook raises in the empty valley | Z |
| We have seen visions now consult the voices | G3 |
| Something I must have learned riding in trains | H3 |
| When I was young I used the roar | I3 |
| To set the voices speaking out of it | V |
| Speaking or singing and the band music playing | Y |
| Perhaps you have the art of what I mean | J3 |
| I've never listened in among the sounds | K3 |
| That a brook makes in such a wild descent | V |
| It ought to give a purer oracle | L3 |
| It's as you throw a picture on a screen | J3 |
| The meaning of it all is out of you | V |
| The voices give you what you wish to hear | U2 |
| Strangely it's anything they wish to give | M3 |
| Then I don't know It must be strange enough | M |
| I wonder if it's not your make believe | A3 |
| What do you think you're like to hear to day | V |
| From the sense of our having been together | B |
| But why take time for what I'm like to hear | U2 |
| I'll tell you what the voices really say | V |
| You will do very well right where you are | B3 |
| A little longer I mustn't feel too hurried | V |
| Or I can't give myself to hear the voices | G3 |
| Is this some trance you are withdrawing into | V |
| You must be very still you mustn't talk | Y |
| I'll hardly breathe | N3 |
| The voices seem to say | V |
| I'm waiting | Y |
| Don't The voices seem to say | V |
| Call her Nausicaa the unafraid | V |
| Of an acquaintance made adventurously | L3 |
| I let you say that on consideration | R |
| I don't see very well how you can help it | V |
| You want the truth I speak but by the voices | G3 |
| You see they know I haven't had your name | I2 |
| Though what a name should matter between us | U |
| I shall suspect | V |
| Be good The voices say | V |
| Call her Nausicaa and take a timber | B |
| That you shall find lies in the cellar charred | V |
| Among the raspberries and hew and shape it | V |
| For a door sill or other corner piece | O3 |
| In a new cottage on the ancient spot | V |
| The life is not yet all gone out of it | V |
| And come and make your summer dwelling here | U2 |
| And perhaps she will come still unafraid | V |
| And sit before you in the open door | I3 |
| With flowers in her lap until they fade | V |
| But not come in across the sacred sill | L3 |
| I wonder where your oracle is tending | Y |
| You can see that there's something wrong with it | V |
| Or it would speak in dialect Whose voice | P3 |
| Does it purport to speak in Not old Grandsir's | P3 |
| Nor Granny's surely Call up one of them | Q3 |
| They have best right to be heard in this place | P3 |
| You seem so partial to our great grandmother | B |
| Nine times removed Correct me if I err | H |
| You will be likely to regard as sacred | V |
| Anything she may say But let me warn you | V |
| Folks in her day were given to plain speaking | Y |
| You think you'd best tempt her at such a time | A |
| It rests with us always to cut her off | D |
| Well then it's Granny speaking 'I dunnow | R |
| Mebbe I'm wrong to take it as I do | V |
| There ain't no names quite like the old ones though | R3 |
| Nor never will be to my way of thinking | Y |
| One mustn't bear too hard on the new comers | P3 |
| But there's a dite too many of them for comfort | V |
| I should feel easier if I could see | P3 |
| More of the salt wherewith they're to be salted | V |
| Son you do as you're told You take the timber | B |
| It's as sound as the day when it was cut | V |
| And begin over' There she'd better stop | J2 |
| You can see what is troubling Granny though | R3 |
| But don't you think we sometimes make too much | S3 |
| Of the old stock What counts is the ideals | P3 |
| And those will bear some keeping still about | V |
| I can see we are going to be good friends | P3 |
| I like your 'going to be ' You said just now | R |
| It's going to rain | R |
| I know and it was raining | Y |
| I let you say all that But I must go now | R |
| You let me say it on consideration | R |
| How shall we say good bye in such a case | P3 |
| How shall we | P3 |
| Will you leave the way to me | P3 |
| No I don't trust your eyes You've said enough | M |
| Now give me your hand up Pick me that flower | B |
| Where shall we meet again | R |
| Nowhere but here | U2 |
| Once more before we meet elsewhere | H |
| In rain | R |
| It ought to be in rain Sometime in rain | R |
| In rain to morrow shall we if it rains | P3 |
| But if we must in sunshine So she went | V |
Robert Lee Frost
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