Holy Sonnet Vii: At The Round Earth's Imagined Corners Blow Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: ABBAABBABCBCDE

At the round earth's imagined corners blowA
Your trumpets angels and arise ariseB
From death you numberless infinitiesB
Of souls and to your scattered bodies goA
All whom the flood did and fire shall overthrowA
All whom war dearth age agues tyranniesB
Despair law chance hath slain and you whose eyesB
Shall behold God and never taste death's woeA
But let them sleep Lord and me mourn a spaceB
For if above all these my sins aboundC
'Tis late to ask abundance of Thy graceB
When we are there Here on this lowly groundC
Teach me how to repent for that's as goodD
As if Thou'dst sealed my pardon with Thy bloodE

John Donne



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