The Self-seeker Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABCDEFGHICGJKCLCMNOP QRSAATRQGURUVWGXYZA2 B2C2D2E2RF2G2H2DI2J2 NK2J2DBL2L2M2N2O2P2B Q2J2R2CS2T2U2U2IBV2W 2V2X2L2Y2G2Z2A3B3BC3 D3RAQ2D3E3D3D3NL2F3G 3L2H3L2L2BI3BJ3K3L3L 3BD3QL3QM3D3RY2N3O2L 2O3P3BQ3VU2P2BBR3S3T 3BU3V3Y2W3X3BGY3TD3D 3L2Z3B2L2D3D3L2L2D3U 2A4B4DC4BD4Z3U2R3E4D 3D3F4T2BU2G4H4F3X3D3 I4D3BON3L2J4L2BD3D3D 3A2Q2K4D3D3B2L4M4DQB N4RVQ2D3BBO4D3U2Y2VP 4P3D3E2AQ4QNQBDR4BS4 D3DH3BD3RQ2T4D3U4V4D 2U2U2D3T2| Willis I didn't want you here to day | A |
| The lawyer's coming for the company | B |
| I'm going to sell my soul or rather feet | C |
| Five hundred dollars for the pair you know | D |
| With you the feet have nearly been the soul | E |
| And if you're going to sell them to the devil | F |
| I want to see you do it Whens he coming | G |
| I half suspect you knew and came on purpose | H |
| To try to help me drive a better bargain | I |
| Well if it's true Yours are no common feet | C |
| The lawyer don't know what it is he's buying | G |
| So many miles you might have walked you won't walk | J |
| You haven't run your forty orchids down | K |
| What does he think How are the blessed feet | C |
| The doctor's sure you're going to walk again | L |
| He thinks I'll hobble It's both legs and feet | C |
| They must be terrible I mean to look at | M |
| I haven't dared to look at them uncovered | N |
| Through the bed blankets I remind myself | O |
| Of a starfish laid out with rigid points | P |
| The wonder is it hadn't been your head | Q |
| It's hard to tell you how I managed it | R |
| When I saw the shaft had me by the coat | S |
| I didn't try too long to pull away | A |
| Or fumble for my knife to cut away | A |
| I just embraced the shaft and rode it out | T |
| Till Weiss shut off the water in the wheel pit | R |
| That's how I think I didn't lose my head | Q |
| But my legs got their knocks against the ceiling | G |
| Awful Why didn't they throw off the belt | U |
| Instead of going clear down in the wheel pit | R |
| They say some time was wasted on the belt | U |
| Old streak of leather doesn't love me much | V |
| Because I make him spit fire at my knuckles | W |
| The way Ben Franklin used to make the kite string | G |
| That must be it Some days he won't stay on | X |
| That day a woman couldn't coax him off | Y |
| He's on his rounds now with his tail in his mouth | Z |
| Snatched right and left across the silver pulleys | A2 |
| Everything goes the same without me there | B2 |
| You can hear the small buzz saws whine the big saw | C2 |
| Caterwaul to the hills around the village | D2 |
| As they both bite the wood It's all our music | E2 |
| One ought as a good villager to like it | R |
| No doubt it has a sort of prosperous sound | F2 |
| And it's our life | G2 |
| Yes when it's not our death | H2 |
| You make that sound as if it wasn't so | D |
| With everything What we live by we die by | I2 |
| I wonder where my lawyer is His train's in | J2 |
| I want this over with I'm hot and tired | N |
| You're getting ready to do something foolish | K2 |
| Watch for him will you Will You let him in | J2 |
| I'd rather Mrs Corbin didn't know | D |
| I've boarded here so long she thinks she owns me | B |
| You're bad enough to manage without her | L2 |
| And I'm going to be worse instead of better | L2 |
| You've got to tell me how far this is gone | M2 |
| Have you agreed to any price | N2 |
| Five hundred | O2 |
| Five hundred five five One two three four five | P2 |
| You needn't look at me | B |
| I don't believe you | Q2 |
| I told you Willis when you first came in | J2 |
| Don't you be hard on me I have to take | R2 |
| What I can get You see they have the feet | C |
| Which gives them the advantage in the trade | S2 |
| I can't get back the feet in any case | T2 |
| But your flowers man you're selling out your flowers | U2 |
| Yes that's one way to put it all the flowers | U2 |
| Of every kind everywhere in this region | I |
| For the next forty summers call it forty | B |
| But I'm not selling those I'm giving them | V2 |
| They never earned me so much as one cent | W2 |
| Money can't pay me for the loss of them | V2 |
| No the five hundred was the sum they named | X2 |
| To pay the doctor's bill and tide me over | L2 |
| It's that or fight and I don't want to fight | Y2 |
| I just want to get settled in my life | G2 |
| Such as it's going to be and know the worst | Z2 |
| Or best it may not be so bad The firm | A3 |
| Promise me all the shooks I want to nail | B3 |
| But what about your flora of the valley | B |
| You have me there But that you didn't think | C3 |
| That was worth money to me Still I own | D3 |
| It goes against me not to finish it | R |
| For the friends it might bring me By the way | A |
| I had a letter from Burroughs did I tell you | Q2 |
| About my Cyprepedium regin | D3 |
| He says it's not reported so far north | E3 |
| There there's the bell He's rung But you go down | D3 |
| And bring him up and don't let Mrs Corbin | D3 |
| Oh well we'll soon be through with it I'm tired | N |
| Willis brought up besides the Boston lawyer | L2 |
| A little barefoot girl who in the noise | F3 |
| Of heavy footsteps in the old frame house | G3 |
| And baritone importance of the lawyer | L2 |
| Stood for a while unnoticed with her hands | H3 |
| Shyly behind her | L2 |
| Well and how is Mister | L2 |
| The lawyer was already in his satchel | B |
| As if for papers that might bear the name | I3 |
| He hadn't at command You must excuse me | B |
| I dropped in at the mill and was detained | J3 |
| Looking round I suppose said Willis | K3 |
| Yes | L3 |
| Well yes | L3 |
| Hear anything that might prove useful | B |
| The Broken One saw Anne Why here is Anne | D3 |
| What do you want dear Come stand by the bed | Q |
| Tell me what is it Anne just wagged her dress | L3 |
| With both hands held behind her Guess she said | Q |
| Oh guess which hand My my Once on a time | M3 |
| I knew a lovely way to tell for certain | D3 |
| By looking in the ears But I forget it | R |
| Er let me see I think I'll take the right | Y2 |
| That's sure to be right even if it's wrong | N3 |
| Come hold it out Don't change A Ram's Horn orchid | O2 |
| A Ram's Horn What would I have got I wonder | L2 |
| If I had chosen left Hold out the left | O3 |
| Another Ram's Horn Where did you find those | P3 |
| Under what beech tree on what woodchuck's knoll | B |
| Anne looked at the large lawyer at her side | Q3 |
| And thought she wouldn't venture on so much | V |
| Were there no others | U2 |
| There were four or five | P2 |
| I knew you wouldn't let me pick them all | B |
| I wouldn't so I wouldn't You're the girl | B |
| You see Anne has her lesson learned by heart | R3 |
| I wanted there should be some there next year | S3 |
| Of course you did You left the rest for seed | T3 |
| And for the backwoods woodchuck You're the girl | B |
| A Ram's Horn orchid seedpod for a woodchuck | U3 |
| Sounds something like Better than farmer's beans | V3 |
| To a discriminating appetite | Y2 |
| Though the Ram's Horn is seldom to be had | W3 |
| In bushel lots doesn't come on the market | X3 |
| But Anne I'm troubled have you told me all | B |
| You're hiding something That's as bad as lying | G |
| You ask this lawyer man And it's not safe | Y3 |
| With a lawyer at hand to find you out | T |
| Nothing is hidden from some people Anne | D3 |
| You don't tell me that where you found a Ram's Horn | D3 |
| You didn't find a Yellow Lady's Slipper | L2 |
| What did I tell you What I'd blush I would | Z3 |
| Don't you defend yourself If it was there | B2 |
| Where is it now the Yellow Lady's Slipper | L2 |
| Well wait it's common it's too common | D3 |
| Common | D3 |
| The Purple Lady's Slipper's commoner | L2 |
| I didn't bring a Purple Lady's Slipper | L2 |
| To You to you I mean they're both too common | D3 |
| The lawyer gave a laugh among his papers | U2 |
| As if with some idea that she had scored | A4 |
| I've broken Anne of gathering bouquets | B4 |
| It's not fair to the child It can't be helped though | D |
| Pressed into service means pressed out of shape | C4 |
| Somehow I'll make it right with her she'll see | B |
| She's going to do my scouting in the field | D4 |
| Over stone walls and all along a wood | Z3 |
| And by a river bank for water flowers | U2 |
| The floating Heart with small leaf like a heart | R3 |
| And at the sinus under water a fist | E4 |
| Of little fingers all kept down but one | D3 |
| And that thrust up to blossom in the sun | D3 |
| As if to say 'You You're the Heart's desire ' | F4 |
| Anne has a way with flowers to take the place | T2 |
| Of that she's lost she goes down on one knee | B |
| And lifts their faces by the chin to hers | U2 |
| And says their names and leaves them where they are | G4 |
| The lawyer wore a watch the case of which | H4 |
| Was cunningly devised to make a noise | F3 |
| Like a small pistol when he snapped it shut | X3 |
| At such a time as this He snapped it now | D3 |
| Well Anne go dearie Our affair will wait | I4 |
| The lawyer man is thinking of his train | D3 |
| He wants to give me lots and lots of money | B |
| Before he goes because I hurt myself | O |
| And it may take him I don't know how long | N3 |
| But put our flowers in water first Will help her | L2 |
| The pitcher's too full for her There's no cup | J4 |
| Just hook them on the inside of the pitcher | L2 |
| Now run Get out your documents You see | B |
| I have to keep on the good side of Anne | D3 |
| I'm a great boy to think of number one | D3 |
| And you can't blame me in the place I'm in | D3 |
| Who will take care of my necessities | A2 |
| Unless I do | Q2 |
| A pretty interlude | K4 |
| The lawyer said I'm sorry but my train | D3 |
| Luckily terms are all agreed upon | D3 |
| You only have to sign your name Right there | B2 |
| You Will stop making faces Come round here | L4 |
| Where you can't make them What is it you want | M4 |
| I'll put you out with Anne Be good or go | D |
| You don't mean you will sign that thing unread | Q |
| Make yourself useful then and read it for me | B |
| Isn't it something I have seen before | N4 |
| You'll find it is Let your friend look at it | R |
| Yes but all that takes time and I'm as much | V |
| In haste to get it over with as you | Q2 |
| But read it read it That's right draw the curtain | D3 |
| Half the time I don't know what's troubling me | B |
| What do you say Will Don't you be a fool | B |
| You crumpling folkses legal documents | O4 |
| Out with it if you've any real objection | D3 |
| Five hundred dollars | U2 |
| What would you think right | Y2 |
| A thousand wouldn't be a cent too much | V |
| You know it Mr Lawyer The sin is | P4 |
| Accepting anything before he knows | P3 |
| Whether he's ever going to walk again | D3 |
| It smells to me like a dishonest trick | E2 |
| I think I think from what I heard to day | A |
| And saw myself he would be ill advised | Q4 |
| What did you hear for instance Willis said | Q |
| Now the place where the accident occurred | N |
| The Broken One was twisted in his bed | Q |
| This is between you two apparently | B |
| Where I come in is what I want to know | D |
| You stand up to it like a pair of cocks | R4 |
| Go outdoors if you want to fight Spare me | B |
| When you come back I'll have the papers signed | S4 |
| Will pencil do Then please your fountain pen | D3 |
| One of you hold my head up from the pillow | D |
| Willis flung off the bed I wash my hands | H3 |
| I'm no match no and don't pretend to be | B |
| The lawyer gravely capped his fountain pen | D3 |
| You're doing the wise thing you won't regret it | R |
| We're very sorry for you | Q2 |
| Willis sneered | T4 |
| Who's we some stockholders in Boston | D3 |
| I'll go outdoors by gad and won't come back | U4 |
| Willis bring Anne back with you when you come | V4 |
| Yes Thanks for caring Don't mind Will he's savage | D2 |
| He thinks you ought to pay me for my flowers | U2 |
| You don't know what I mean about the flowers | U2 |
| Don't stop to try to now You'll miss your train | D3 |
| Good bye He flung his arms around his face | T2 |
Robert Lee Frost
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