My Throat Is Sore Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: ABABAA

My throat is sore my voice is hoarse with skrikingA
My rests are sighs deep from the heart s root fetchedB
My song runs all on sharps and with oft strikingA
Time on my breast I shrink with hands outstretchedB
Thus still and still I sing and ne er am linningA
For still the close points to my first beginningA

John Wilbye



Rate:
(1)



Poem topics: , Print This Poem , Rhyme Scheme

Submit Spanish Translation
Submit German Translation
Submit French Translation
Previous Poem Change Me, O Heav'ns Poem>>

About My Throat Is Sore

My Throat Is Sore is a poem by John Wilbye. This page includes the poem text, poet information, related topics, comments, and similar poems.



Write your comment about My Throat Is Sore poem by John Wilbye


 

Recent Interactions*

This poem was read 79 times,

This poem was added to the favorite list by 0 members,

This poem was voted by 0 members.

(* Interactions only in the last 7 days)

New Poems

Popular Poets