Weep Not Too Much Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABCBDEFECGHGABII AGAGJKLK MBNBNNON PQCQABRB CSASTNUN VBCBAW W SBXBJ B B| Weep not too much my darling | A |
| Sigh not too oft for me | B |
| Say not the face of Nature | C |
| Has lost its charm for thee | B |
| I have enough of anguish | D |
| In my own breast alone | E |
| Thou canst not ease the burden Love | F |
| By adding still thine own | E |
| I know the faith and fervour | C |
| Of that true heart of thine | G |
| But I would have it hopeful | H |
| As thou wouldst render mine | G |
| At night when I lie waking | A |
| More soothing it will be | B |
| To say 'She slumbers calmly now ' | I |
| Than say 'She weeps for me ' | I |
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| When through the prison grating | A |
| The holy moonbeams shine | G |
| And I am wildly longing | A |
| To see the orb divine | G |
| Not crossed deformed and sullied | J |
| By those relentless bars | K |
| That will not show the crescent moon | L |
| And scarce the twinkling stars | K |
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| It is my only comfort | M |
| To think that unto thee | B |
| The sight is not forbidden | N |
| The face of heaven is free | B |
| If I could think Zerona | N |
| Is gazing upward now | N |
| Is gazing with a tearless eye | O |
| A calm unruffled brow | N |
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| That moon upon her spirit | P |
| Sheds sweet celestial balm | Q |
| The thought like Angel's whisper | C |
| My misery would calm | Q |
| And when at early morning | A |
| A faint flush comes to me | B |
| Reflected from those glowing skies | R |
| I almost weep to see | B |
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| Or when I catch the murmur | C |
| Of gently swaying trees | S |
| Or hear the louder swelling | A |
| Of the soul inspiring breeze | S |
| And pant to feel its freshness | T |
| Upon my burning brow | N |
| Or sigh to see the twinkling leaf | U |
| And watch the waving bough | N |
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| If from these fruitless yearnings | V |
| Thou wouldst deliver me | B |
| Say that the charms of Nature | C |
| Are lovely still to thee | B |
| While I am thus repining | A |
| O let me but believe | W |
| 'These pleasures are not lost to her ' | - |
| And I will cease to grieve | W |
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| O scorn not Nature's bounties | S |
| My soul partakes with thee | B |
| Drink bliss from all her fountains | X |
| Drink for thyself and me | B |
| Say not 'My soul is buried | J |
| In dungeon gloom with thine ' | - |
| But say 'His heart is here with me | B |
| His spirit drinks with mine ' | - |
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| A E | B |
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