The Sun Hath Twice Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABABCBDECEFEFGFHIGIB IBJBJKJKLKLBLBMBNONO POPQPFRFRSRSASA| The sun hath twice brought forth the tender green | A |
| And clad the earth in lively lustiness | B |
| Once have the winds the trees despoiled clean | A |
| And now again begins their cruelness | B |
| Since I have hid under my breast the harm | C |
| That never shall recover healthfulness | B |
| The winter's hurt recovers with the warm | D |
| The parched green restored is with shade | E |
| What warmth alas may serve for to disarm | C |
| The frozen heart that mine in flame hath made | E |
| What cold again is able to restore | F |
| My fresh green years that wither thus and fade | E |
| Alas I see nothing to hurt so sore | F |
| But time sometime reduceth a return | G |
| Yet time my harm increaseth more and more | F |
| And seem to have my cure always in scorn | H |
| Strange kind of death in life that I do try | I |
| At hand to melt far off in flame to burn | G |
| And like as time list to my cure apply | I |
| So doth each place my comfort clean refuse | B |
| Each thing alive that sees the heaven with eye | I |
| With cloak of night may cover and excuse | B |
| Himself from travail of the day's unrest | J |
| Save I alas against all others use | B |
| That then stir up the torment of my breast | J |
| To curse each star as causer of my fate | K |
| And when the sun hath eke the dark repressed | J |
| And brought the day it doth nothing abate | K |
| The travail of my endless smart and pain | L |
| For then as one that hath the light in hate | K |
| I wish for night more covertly to plain | L |
| And me withdraw from every haunted place | B |
| Lest in my cheer my chance should 'pear too plain | L |
| And with my mind I measure pace by pace | B |
| To seek that place where I myself had lost | M |
| That day that I was tangled in that lace | B |
| In seeming slack that knitteth ever most | N |
| But never yet the travail of my thought | O |
| Of better state could catch a cause to boast | N |
| For if I find that sometime that I have sought | O |
| Those stars by whom I trusted of the port | P |
| My sails do fall and I advance right naught | O |
| As anchored fast my sprites do all resort | P |
| To stand atgaas and sink in more and more gazing | Q |
| The deadly harm which she doth take in sport | P |
| Lo if I seek how I do find my sore | F |
| And if I fly I carry with me still | R |
| The venomed shaft which doth his force restore | F |
| By haste of flight And I may plain my fill | R |
| Unto myself unless this careful song | S |
| Print in your heart some parcel of my will | R |
| For I alas in silence all too long | S |
| Of mine old hurt yet feel the wound but green | A |
| Rue on my life or else your cruel wrong | S |
| Shall well appear and by my death be seen | A |
Henry Howard
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