He Cries Out Against Love Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABCDEBFBGHIJKLMN| There are three fine devils eating my heart | A |
| They left me my grief without a thing | B |
| Sickness wrought and Love wrought | C |
| And an empty pocket my ruin and my woe | D |
| Poverty left me without a shirt | E |
| Barefooted barelegged without any covering | B |
| Sickness left me with my head weak | F |
| And my body miserable an ugly thing | B |
| Love left me like a coal upon the floor | G |
| Like a half burned sod that is never put out | H |
| Worse than the cough worse than the fever itself | I |
| Worse than any curse at all under the sun | J |
| Worse than the great poverty | K |
| Is the devil that is called Love by the people | L |
| And if I were in my young youth again | M |
| I would not take or give or ask for a kiss | N |
Isabella Augusta, Lady Gregory
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