Hym To God, My God In My Sickness Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: ABCBB DEDFE GHIHH JCKLL FMFMM NOPD

Since I am coming to that holy roomA
Where with thy choir of saints for evermoreB
I shall be made thy music as I comeC
I tune the instrument here at the doorB
And what I must do then think here beforeB
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Whilst my physicians by their love are grownD
Cosmographers and I their map who lieE
Flat on this bed that by them may be shownD
That this is my south west discoveryF
lang l Per fretum febris lang e by these straits to dieE
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I joy that in these straits I see my westG
For though their currents yield return to noneH
What shall my west hurt me As west and eastI
In all flat maps and I am one are oneH
So death doth touch the resurrectionH
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Is the Pacific Sea my home Or areJ
The eastern riches Is JerusalemC
Anyan and Magellan and GibraltarK
All straits and none but straits are ways to themL
Whether where Japhet dwelt or Cham or ShemL
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We think that Paradise and CalvaryF
Christ's cross and Adam's tree stood in one placeM
Look Lord and find both Adams met in meF
As the first Adam's sweat surrounds my faceM
May the last Adam's blood my soul embraceM
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So in his purple wrapp'd receive me LordN
By these his thorns give me his other crownO
And as to others' souls I preach'd thy wordP
Be this my text my sermon to mine ownD
'Therefore that he may raise the Lord throws down '-

John Donne



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