Annie Of Tharaw. (from The Low German Of Simon Dach) Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: AA BC DE FF CC GG HH II JJ KK LL LL MM NN OO LL PP| Annie of Tharaw my true love of old | A |
| She is my life and my goods and my gold | A |
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| Annie of Tharaw her heart once again | B |
| To me has surrendered in joy and in pain | C |
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| Annie of Tharaw my riches my good | D |
| Thou O my soul my flesh and my blood | E |
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| Then come the wild weather come sleet or come snow | F |
| We will stand by each other however it blow | F |
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| Oppression and sickness and sorrow and pain | C |
| Shall be to our true love as links to the chain | C |
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| As the palm tree standeth so straight and so tall | G |
| The more the hail beats and the more the rains fall | G |
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| So love in our hearts shall grow mighty and strong | H |
| Through crosses through sorrows through manifold wrong | H |
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| Shouldst thou be torn from me to wander alone | I |
| In a desolate land where the sun is scarce known | I |
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| Through forests I'll follow and where the sea flows | J |
| Through ice and through iron through armies of foes | J |
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| Annie of Tharaw my light and my sun | K |
| The threads of our two lives are woven in one | K |
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| Whate'er I have bidden thee thou hast obeyed | L |
| Whatever forbidden thou hast not gainsaid | L |
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| How in the turmoil of life can love stand | L |
| Where there is not one heart and one mouth and one hand | L |
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| Some seek for dissension and trouble and strife | M |
| Like a dog and a cat live such man and wife | M |
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| Annie of Tharaw such is not our love | N |
| Thou art my lambkin my chick and my dove | N |
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| Whate'er my desire is in thine may be seen | O |
| I am king of the household and thou art its queen | O |
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| It is this O my Annie my heart's sweetest rest | L |
| That makes of us twain but one soul in one breast | L |
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| This turns to a heaven the hut where we dwell | P |
| While wrangling soon changes a home to a hell | P |
Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
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