Elegy Xx (alternate) Love's War Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: AABBCCDDEECCEEEEFGHH CCCCDDIIIIJJAAKKDDII EEEEAA| Till I have peace with thee warr other Men | A |
| And when I have peace can I leave thee then | A |
| All other Warrs are scrupulous Only thou | B |
| fayr free Citty maist thyselfe allow | B |
| To any one In Flanders who can tell | C |
| Whether the Master presse or men rebell | C |
| Only we know that which all Ideots say | D |
| They beare most blows which come to part the fray | D |
| France in her lunatique giddines did hate | E |
| Ever our men yea and our God of late | E |
| Yet she relyes upon our Angels well | C |
| Which nere returne no more than they which fell | C |
| Sick Ireland is with a strange warr possest | E |
| Like to an Ague now raging now at rest | E |
| Which time will cure yet it must doe her good | E |
| If she were purg'd and her head vayne let blood | E |
| And Midas joyes our Spanish journeys give | F |
| We touch all gold but find no food to live | G |
| And I should be in the hott parching clime | H |
| To dust and ashes turn'd before my time | H |
| To mew me in a Ship is to inthrall | C |
| Mee in a prison that weare like to fall | C |
| Or in a Cloyster save that there men dwell | C |
| In a calme heaven here in a swaggering hell | C |
| Long voyages are long consumptions | D |
| And ships are carts for executions | D |
| Yea they are Deaths Is't not all one to flye | I |
| Into an other World as t'is to dye | I |
| Here lett mee warr in these armes lett mee lye | I |
| Here lett mee parle batter bleede and dye | I |
| Thyne armes imprison me and myne armes thee | J |
| Thy hart thy ransome is take myne for mee | J |
| Other men war that they their rest may gayne | A |
| But wee will rest that wee may fight agayne | A |
| Those warrs the ignorant these th'experienc'd love | K |
| There wee are alwayes under here above | K |
| There Engins farr off breed a just true feare | D |
| Neere thrusts pikes stabs yea bullets hurt not here | D |
| There lyes are wrongs here safe uprightly ly | I |
| Tltere men kill men we'will make one by and by | I |
| Thou nothing I not halfe so much shall do | E |
| In these Warrs as they may which from us two | E |
| Shall spring Thousands wee see which travaile not | E |
| To warrs But stay swords armes and shott | E |
| To make at home And shall not I do then | A |
| More glorious service staying to make men | A |
John Donne
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