The Thanksgiving Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: AABBCCDDEBBBFFGHIJCK BBLLMMNOLLOOPPLLQRSS BBQRJIBBTU| Oh King of grief a title strange yet true | A |
| To thee of all kings only due | A |
| Oh King of wounds how shall I grieve for thee | B |
| Who in all grief preventest me | B |
| Shall I weep blood why thou has wept such store | C |
| That all thy body was one door | C |
| Shall I be scourged flouted boxed sold | D |
| 'Tis but to tell the tale is told | D |
| 'My God my God why dost thou part from me ' | E |
| Was such a grief as cannot be | B |
| Shall I then sing skipping thy doleful story | B |
| And side with thy triumphant glory | B |
| Shall thy strokes be my stroking thorns my flower | F |
| Thy rod my posy cross my bower | F |
| But how then shall I imitate thee and | G |
| Copy thy fair though bloody hand | H |
| Surely I will revenge me on thy love | I |
| And try who shall victorious prove | J |
| If thou dost give me wealth I will restore | C |
| All back unto thee by the poor | K |
| If thou dost give me honour men shall see | B |
| The honour doth belong to thee | B |
| I will not marry or if she be mine | L |
| She and her children shall be thine | L |
| My bosom friend if he blaspheme thy name | M |
| I will tear thence his love and fame | M |
| One half of me being gone the rest I give | N |
| Unto some Chapel die or live | O |
| As for thy passion But of that anon | L |
| When with the other I have done | L |
| For thy predestination I'll contrive | O |
| That three years hence if I survive | O |
| I'll build a spittle or mend common ways | P |
| But mend mine own without delays | P |
| Then I will use the works of thy creation | L |
| As if I us'd them but for fashion | L |
| The world and I will quarrel and the year | Q |
| Shall not perceive that I am here | R |
| My music shall find thee and ev'ry string | S |
| Shall have his attribute to sing | S |
| That all together may accord in thee | B |
| And prove one God one harmony | B |
| If thou shalt give me wit it shall appear | Q |
| If thou hast giv'n it me 'tis here | R |
| Nay I will read thy book and never move | J |
| Till I have found therein thy love | I |
| Thy art of love which I'll turn back on thee | B |
| O my dear Saviour Victory | B |
| Then for thy passion I will do for that | T |
| Alas my God I know not what | U |
George Herbert
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