The Dream Of Eugene Aram.[1] Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

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'Twas in the prime of summer timeB
An evening calm and coolC
And four and twenty happy boysD
Came bounding out of schoolC
There were some that ran and some that leaptE
Like troutlets in a poolC
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Away they sped with gamesome mindsF
And souls untouch'd by sinG
To a level mead they came and thereH
They drave the wickets inG
Pleasantly shone the setting sunI
Over the town of LynnG
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Like sportive deer they coursed aboutJ
And shouted as they ranK
Turning to mirth all things of earthL
As only boyhood canK
But the Usher sat remote from allM
A melancholy manK
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His hat was off his vest apartO
To catch heaven's blessed breezeP
For a burning thought was in his browQ
And his bosom ill at easeP
So he lean'd his head on his hands and readR
The book between his kneesP
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Leaf after leaf he turn'd it o'erS
Nor ever glanced asideT
For the peace of his soul he read that bookU
In the golden eventideT
Much study had made him very leanV
And pale and leaden eyedT
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At last he shut the ponderous tomeW
With a fast and fervent graspX
He strain'd the dusky covers closeY
And fix'd the brazen haspX
Oh God could I so close my mindT
And clasp it with a claspX
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Then leaping on his feet uprightT
Some moody turns he tookU
Now up the mead then down the meadT
And past a shady nookU
And lo he saw a little boyZ
That pored upon a bookU
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My gentle lad what is't you readT
Romance or fairy fableA2
Of is it some historic pageB2
Or kings and crowns unstableA2
The young boy gave an upward glanceC2
It is 'The Death of Abel '-
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The Usher took six hasty stridesC2
As smit with sudden painD2
Six hasty strides beyond the placeC2
Then slowly back againE2
And down he sat beside the ladT
And talk'd with him of CainD2
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And long since then of bloody menE2
Whose deeds tradition savesC2
Of lonely folk cut off unseenV
And hid in sudden gravesC2
Of horrid stabs in groves forlornF2
And murders done in cavesC2
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And how the sprites of injured menE2
Shriek upward from the sodT
Ay how the ghostly hand will pointT
To show the burial clodT
And unknown facts of guilty actsC2
Are seen in dreams from GodT
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He told how murderers walk the earthL
Beneath the curse of CainD2
With crimson clouds before their eyesC2
And flames about their brainD2
For blood has left upon their soulsC2
Its everlasting stainD2
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And well quoth he I know for truthG2
Their pangs must be extremeH2
Woe woe unutterable woeI2
Who spill life's sacred streamH2
For why Methought last night I wroughtT
A murder in a dreamH2
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One that had never done me wrongJ2
A feeble man and oldT
I led him to a lonely fieldT
The moon shone clear and coldT
Now here said I this man shall dieT
And I will have his goldT
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Two sudden blows with a ragged stickK2
And one with a heavy stoneL2
One hurried gash with a hasty knifeN
And then the deed was doneI
There was nothing lying at my footT
But lifeless flesh and boneL2
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Nothing but lifeless flesh and boneL2
That could not do me illM2
And yet I feared him all the moreN2
For lying there so stillM2
There was a manhood in his lookU
That murder could not killM2
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And lo the universal airH
Seemed lit with ghastly flameO2
Ten thousand thousand dreadful eyesC2
Were looking down in blameO2
I took the dead man by his handT
And called upon his nameO2
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Oh God it made me quake to seeC2
Such sense within the slainD2
But when I touched the lifeless clayP2
The blood gush'd out amainD2
For every clot a burning spotT
Was scorching in my brainD2
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My head was like an ardent coalQ2
My heart as solid iceC2
My wretched wretched soul I knewD2
Was at the Devil's priceC2
A dozen times I groan'd the deadT
Had never groan'd but twiceC2
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And now from forth the frowning skyT
From the Heaven's topmost heightT
I heard a voice the awful voiceC2
Of the blood avenging SpriteT
Thou guilty man take up thy deadT
And hide it from my sightT
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I took the dreary body upX
And cast it in a streamH2
A sluggish water black as inkR2
The depth was so extremeH2
My gentle Boy remember thisC2
Is nothing but a dreamH2
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Down went the corse with a hollow plungeS2
And vanish'd in the poolC
Anon I cleansed my bloody handsC2
And wash'd my forehead coolC
And sat among the urchins youngT2
That evening in the schoolC
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Oh Heaven to think of their white soulsC2
And mine so black and grimU2
I could not share in childish prayerH
Nor join in Evening HymnU2
Like a Devil of the Pit I seem'dT
'Mid holy CherubimU2
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And peace went with them one and allM
And each calm pillow spreadT
But Guilt was my grim ChamberlainD2
That lighted me to bedT
And drew my midnight curtains roundT
With fingers bloody redT
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All night I lay in agonyD2
In anguish dark and deepX
My fever'd eyes I dared not closeC2
But stared aghast at SleepX
For Sin had render'd unto herS
The keys of Hell to keepX
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All night I lay in agonyD2
From weary chime to chimeU2
With one besetting horrid hintT
That rack'd me all the timeU2
A mighty yearning like the firstT
Fierce impulse unto crimeU2
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One stern tyrannic thought that madeT
All other thoughts its slaveN
Stronger and stronger every pulseC2
Did that temptation craveN
Still urging me to go and seeD2
The Dead Man in his graveN
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Heavily I rose up as soonD2
As light was in the skyT
And sought the black accursed poolC
With a wild misgiving eyeT
And I saw the Dead in the river bedT
For the faithless stream was dryT
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Merrily rose the lark and shookU
The dew drop from its wingV2
But I never mark'd its morning flightT
I never heard it singV2
For I was stooping once againD2
Under the horrid thingV2
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With breathless speed like a soul in chaseD2
I took him up and ranD2
There was no time to dig a graveN
Before the day beganD2
In a lonesome wood with heaps of leavesD2
I hid the murder'd manD2
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And all that day I read in schoolC
But my thought was other whereH
As soon as the mid day task was doneD2
In secret I was thereH
And a mighty wind had swept the leavesD2
And still the corse was bareH
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Then down I cast me on my faceD2
And first began to weepX
For I knew my secret then was oneD2
That earth refused to keepX
Or land or sea though he should beD2
Ten thousand fathoms deepX
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So wills the fierce avenging SpriteT
Till blood for blood atonesD2
Ay though he's buried in a caveN
And trodden down with stonesD2
And years have rotted off his fleshW2
The world shall see his bonesD2
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Oh God that horrid horrid dreamU2
Besets me now awakeX2
Again again with dizzy brainD2
The human life I takeX2
And my red right hand grows raging hotT
Like Cranmer's at the stakeX2
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And still no peace for the restless clayP2
Will wave or mould allowQ
The horrid thing pursues my soulQ2
It stands before me nowQ
The fearful Boy look'd up and sawD2
Huge drops upon his browQ
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That very night while gentle sleepX
The urchin eyelids kiss'dT
Two stern faced men set out from LynnD2
Through the cold and heavy mistT
And Eugene Aram walk'd betweenD2
With gyves upon his wristT

Thomas Hood



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