The Funerall Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABABCDCECFCFEGEG AAHAAIAJ| Who ever comes to shroud me do not harme | A |
| Nor question much | B |
| That subtile wreath of haire which crowns my arme | A |
| The mystery the signe you must not touch | B |
| For'tis my outward Soule | C |
| Viceroy to that which then to heaven being gone | D |
| Will leave this to controule | C |
| And keep these limbes her Provinces from dissolution | E |
| For if the sinewie thread my braine lets fall | C |
| Through every part | F |
| Can tye those parts and make mee one of all | C |
| These haires which upward grew and strength and art | F |
| Have from a better braine | E |
| Can better do'it Except she meant that I | G |
| By this should know my pain | E |
| As prisoners then are manacled when they'are condemn'd to die | G |
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| What ere shee meant by'it bury it with me | A |
| For since I am | A |
| Loves martyr it might breed idolatrie | H |
| If into others hands these Reliques came | A |
| As'twas humility | A |
| To afford to it all that a Soule can doe | I |
| So 'tis some bravery | A |
| That since you would save none of mee I bury some of you | J |
John Donne
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