A Love Letter To Her Husband Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: AABCDDEEFFGHIIJJAAKK LLMMNNOOAAPPQQRRSSEE| Phoebus make haste the day's too long begone | A |
| The silent night's the fittest time for moan | A |
| But stay this once unto my suit give ear | B |
| And tell my griefs in either Hemisphere | C |
| And if the whirling of thy wheels do n't drown'd | D |
| The woful accents of my doleful sound | D |
| If in thy swift career thou canst make stay | E |
| I crave this boon this errand by the way | E |
| Commend me to the man more lov'd than life | F |
| Show him the sorrows of his widow'd wife | F |
| My dumpish thoughts my groans my brackish tears | G |
| My sobs my longing hopes my doubting fears | H |
| And if he love how can he there abide | I |
| My interest's more than all the world beside | I |
| He that can tell the stars or Ocean sand | J |
| Or all the grass that in the meads do stand | J |
| The leaves in th' woods the hail or drops of rain | A |
| Or in a cornfield number every grain | A |
| Or every mote that in the sunshine hops | K |
| May court my sighs and number all my drops | K |
| Tell him the countless steps that thou dost trace | L |
| That once a day thy spouse thou mayst embrace | L |
| And when thou canst not treat by loving mouth | M |
| Thy rays afar salute her from the south | M |
| But for one month I see no day poor soul | N |
| Like those far situate under the pole | N |
| Which day by day long wait for thy arise | O |
| O how they joy when thou dost light the skies | O |
| O Phoebus hadst thou but thus long from thine | A |
| Restrain'd the beams of thy beloved shine | A |
| At thy return if so thou couldst or durst | P |
| Behold a Chaos blacker than the first | P |
| Tell him here's worse than a confused matter | Q |
| His little world's a fathom under water | Q |
| Naught but the fervor of his ardent beams | R |
| Hath power to dry the torrent of these streams | R |
| Tell him I would say more but cannot well | S |
| Opressed minds abrupted tales do tell | S |
| Now post with double speed mark what I say | E |
| By all our loves conjure him not to stay | E |
Anne Bradstreet
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