Here Follows Some Verses Upon The Burning Of Our House Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: AABCDDEEFFFFAAGGHHII JJEEKKEELLMMNNENOOGG EEPPQRSSHHTTUU| In silent night when rest I took | A |
| For sorrow near I did not look | A |
| I waked was with thund'ring noise | B |
| And piteous shrieks of dreadful voice | C |
| That fearful sound of Fire and Fire | D |
| Let no man know is my desire | D |
| I starting up the light did spy | E |
| And to my God my heart did cry | E |
| To strengthen me in my distress | F |
| And not to leave me succorless | F |
| Then coming out beheld a space | F |
| The flame consume my dwelling place | F |
| And when I could no longer look | A |
| I blest His name that gave and took | A |
| That laid my goods now in the dust | G |
| Yea so it was and so 'twas just | G |
| It was His own it was not mine | H |
| Far be it that I should repine | H |
| He might of all justly bereft | I |
| But yet sufficient for us left | I |
| When by the ruins oft I past | J |
| My sorrowing eyes aside did cast | J |
| And here and there the places spy | E |
| Where oft I sat and long did lie | E |
| Here stood that trunk and there that chest | K |
| There lay that store I counted best | K |
| My pleasant things in ashes lie | E |
| And them behold no more shall I | E |
| Under thy roof no guest shall sit | L |
| Nor at thy table eat a bit | L |
| No pleasant tale shall e'er be told | M |
| Nor things recounted done of old | M |
| No candle e'er shall shine in thee | N |
| Nor bridegroom's voice e'er heard shall be | N |
| In silence ever shall thou lie | E |
| Adieu Adieu all's vanity | N |
| Then straight I 'gin my heart to chide | O |
| And did thy wealth on earth abide | O |
| Didst fix thy hope on mold'ring dust | G |
| The arm of flesh didst make thy trust | G |
| Raise up thy thoughts above the sky | E |
| That dunghill mists away may fly | E |
| Thou hast an house on high erect | P |
| Framed by that mighty Architect | P |
| With glory richly furnished | Q |
| Stands permanent though this be fled | R |
| It's purchased and paid for too | S |
| By Him who hath enough to do | S |
| A price so vast as is unknown | H |
| Yet by His gift is made thine own | H |
| There's wealth enough I need no more | T |
| Farewell my pelf farewell my store | T |
| The world no longer let me love | U |
| My hope and treasure lies above | U |
Anne Bradstreet
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