Grief Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: ABCACDEDEFGFGDHDHIIJ

O who will give me tears Come all ye springsA
Dwell in my head and eyes come cloudsB
and rainC
My grief hath need of all the watery thingsA
That nature hath produced let every veinC
Suck up a river to supply mine eyesD
My weary weeping eyes too dry for meE
Unless they get new conduits new suppliesD
To bear them out and with my state agreeE
What are two shallow fords two little spoutsF
Of a less world the greater is but smallG
A narrow cupboard for my griefs and doubtsF
Which want provision in the midst of allG
Verses ye are too fine a thing too wiseD
For my rough sorrows cease be dumb and muteH
Give up your feet and running to mine eyesD
And keep your measures for some lover's luteH
Whose grief allows him music and a rhymeI
For mine excludes both measure tune and timeI
Alas my GodJ

George Herbert



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