O'er Thee, Misfortune, I Have Ceased To Wail Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABBA ABBA CDC DCD| O'er thee Misfortune I have ceased to wail | A |
| I'll utter no reproaches any more | B |
| Thank God I'm used to griefs thou hast in store | B |
| And to the sufferings in life's strong jail | A |
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| No burden can now hurt my shoulders frail | A |
| My lips are used to bitter drinks of yore | B |
| My feet like leather are no longer sore | B |
| I dread no thorny path no irksome trail | A |
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| Stiff are my limbs and joints as if confined | C |
| My heart once sensitive is hard as stone | D |
| The claims of sorrow have subdued my mind | C |
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| All fear is fled with it all hopes have flown | D |
| Should Fate caress or beat me it will find | C |
| Insensibility of flesh and bone | D |
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