A Complaint On The Miseries Of Life Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: ABACDDEFEGHHIJIJKKLM LMFGNONOPQRSRSEE

I loathe O Lord this life belowA
And all its fading fleeting joysB
'Tis a short space that's fill'd with woeA
Which all our bliss by far outweighsC
When will the everlasting mornD
With dawning light the skies adornD
Fitly this life's compared to nightE
When gloomy darkness shades the skyF
Just like the morn's our glimmering lightE
Reflected from the DeityG
When will celestial morn dispelH
These dark surrounding shades of hellH
I'm sick of this vexatious stateI
Where cares invade my peaceful hoursJ
Strike the last blow O courteous fateI
I'll smiling fall like mowed flowersJ
I'll gladly spurn this clogging clayK
And sweetly singing soar awayK
What's money but refined dustL
What's honours but an empty nameM
And what is soft enticing lustL
But a consuming idle flameM
Yea what is all beneath the skyF
But emptiness and vanityG
With thousand ills our life's oppress'dN
There's nothing here worth living forO
In the lone grave I long to restN
And be harass'd here no moreO
Where joy's fantastic grief's sincereP
And where there's nought for which I careQ
Thy word O Lord shall be my guideR
Heaven where thou dwellest is my goalS
Through corrupt life grant I may glideR
With an untainted upward soulS
Then may this life this dreary nightE
Dispelled be by morning lightE

James Thomson



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