Elegy Xiii: His Parting From Her Poem Rhyme Scheme

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SINCE she must go and I must mourn come night	A
Environ me with darkness whilst I write	A
Shadow that hell unto me which alone	B
I am to suffer when my love is gone	C
Alas the darkest magic cannot do it	D
Thou and great hell to boot are shadows to it	D
Should Cynthia quit thee Venus and each star	E
It would not form one thought dark as mine are	E
I could lend them obscureness now and say	F
Out of my self there should be no more day	F
Such is already my self want of sight	A
Did not the fire within me force a light	A
O Love that fire and darkness should be mix'd	G
Or to thy triumphs such strange torments fix'd	G
Is it because thou thyself art blind that we	H
Thy martyrs must no more each other see	H
Or takest thou pride to break us on the wheel	I
And view old Chaos in the pains we feel	I
Or have we left undone some mutual rite	A
That thus with parting thou seek'st us to spite	A
No no The fault is mine impute it to me	H
Or rather to conspiring destiny	H
Which since I loved in jest before decreed	J
That I should suffer when I loved indeed	J
And therefore sooner now than I can say	F
I saw the golden fruit 'tis rapt away	F
Or as I'd watch'd one drop in the vast stream	K
And I left wealthy only in a dream	K
Yet Love thou'rt blinder than myself in this	L
To vex my dove like friend for my amiss	L
And where one sad truth may expiate	M
Thy wrath to make her fortune run my fate	M
So blinded justice doth when favourites fall	N
Strike them their house their friends their favourites all	N
Was't not enough that thou didst dart thy fires	O
Into our bloods inflaming our desires	O
And madest us sigh and blow and pant and burn	P
And then thyself into our flames didst turn	P
Was't not enough that thou didst hazard us	Q
To paths in love so dark and dangerous	Q
And those so ambush'd round with household spies	R
And over all thy husband's towering eyes	R
Inflamed with th' ugly sweat of jealousy	H
Yet went we not still on in constancy	H
Have we for this kept guards like spy on spy	S
Had correspondence whilst the foe stood by	S
Stolen more to sweeten them our many blisses	H
Of meetings conference embracements kisses	H
Shadow'd with negligence our best respects	H
Varied our language through all dialects	H
Of becks winks looks and often under boards	H
Spoke dialogues with our feet far from our words	H
Have we proved all the secrets of our art	T
Yea thy pale inwards and thy panting heart	T
And after all this passed purgatory	H
Must sad divorce make us the vulgar story	H
First let our eyes be riveted quite through	U
Our turning brain and both our lips grow to	U
Let our arms clasp like ivy and our fear	V
Freeze us together that we may stick here	W
Till Fortune that would ruin us with the deed	J
Strain his eyes open and yet make them bleed	J
For Love it cannot be whom hitherto	U
I have accused should such a mischief do	U
O Fortune thou'rt not worth my least exclaim	X
And plague enough thou hast in thy own name	X
Do thy great worst my friend and I have charms	H
Though not against thy strokes against thy harms	H
Rend us in sunder thou canst not divide	Y
Our bodies so but that our souls are tied	Y
And we can love by letters still and gifts	H
And thoughts and dreams love never wanteth shifts	H
I will not look upon the quickening sun	Z
But straight her beauty to my sense shall run	Z
The air shall note her soft the fire most pure	A2
Waters suggest her clear and the earth sure	A2
Time shall not lose our passages the spring	B2
How fresh our love was in the beginning	B2
The summer how it ripen'd in the year	V
And autumn what our golden harvests were	C2
The winter I'll not think on to spite thee	H
But count it a lost season so shall she	H
And dearest friend since we must part drown night	A
With hope of day burdens well borne are light	A
The cold and darkness longer hang somewhere	D2
Yet Phoebus equally lights all the sphere	V
And what we cannot in like portion pay	F
The world enjoys in mass and so we may	F
Be then ever yourself and let no woe	E2
Win on your health your youth your beauty so	E2
Declare yourself base Fortune's enemy	H
No less be your contempt than her inconstancy	H
That I may grow enamour'd on your mind	F2
When mine own thoughts I here neglected find	F2
And this to the comfort of my dear I vow	G2
My deeds shall still be what my deeds are now	G2
The poles shall move to teach me ere I start	T
And when I change my love I'll change my heart	T
Nay if I wax but cold in my desire	C2
Think heaven hath motion lost and the world fire	C2
Much more I could but many words have made	H2
That oft suspected which men most persuade	H2
Take therefore all in this I love so true	U
As I will never look for less in you	U

John Donne

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