Poor Devil! Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABACBCDE EFGHIJGKKLLMMNNM| Well I was tired of life the silly folk | A |
| The tiresome noises all the common things | B |
| I loved once crushed me with an iron yoke | A |
| I longed for the cool quiet and the dark | C |
| Under the common sod where louts and kings | B |
| Lie down serene unheeding careless stark | C |
| Never to rise or move or feel again | D |
| Filled with the ecstasy of being dead | E |
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| I put the shining pistol to my head | E |
| And pulled the trigger hard I felt no pain | F |
| No pain at all the pistol had missed fire | G |
| I thought then looking at the floor I saw | H |
| My huddled body lying there and awe | I |
| Swept over me I trembled and looked up | J |
| About me was not that my heart's desire | G |
| That small and dark abode of death and peace | K |
| But all from which I sought a vain release | K |
| The sky the people and the staring sun | L |
| Glared at me as before I was undone | L |
| My last state ten times worse than was my first | M |
| Helpless I stood befooled betrayed accursed | M |
| Fettered to Life forever horribly | N |
| Caught in the meshes of Eternity | N |
| No further doors to break or bars to burst | M |
Stephen Vincent Benet
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