Bring Wine Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: A BCDEFGHIJKLMNOPQJNRS TUUUUVNWHNXNDYZA2JB2| A | |
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| Bring wine for I am suffering crop sickness from the vintage | B |
| God has seized me and I am thus held fast | C |
| By love s soul bring me a cup of wine that is the envy of the | D |
| sun for I care aught but love | E |
| Bring that which if I were to call it soul would be a shame | F |
| for the reason that I am pained in the head because of the soul | G |
| Bring that whose name is not contained in this mouth through | H |
| which the fissures of my speech split asunder | I |
| Bring that which when it is not present I am stupid and ig | J |
| norant but when I am with it I am the king of the subtle and | K |
| crafty ones | L |
| Bring that which the moment it is void of my head I become | M |
| black and dark you might say I am of the infidels | N |
| Bring that which delivers out of this bring and do not | O |
| bring bring quickly and repel me not saying Whence shall | P |
| I bring it | Q |
| Bring and deliver the roof of the heavens through the long | J |
| night from my abundant smoke and lamentations | N |
| Bring that which after my death even out of my dust will | R |
| restore me to speech and thanksgiving even as Najjar | S |
| Bring me wine for I am guardian of wine like a goblet for | T |
| whatever has gone into my stomach I deliver back completely | U |
| Najjar said After my death would that my people might be | U |
| open eyed to the ecstasy within me | U |
| They would not regard my bones and blood in spirit I ama | U |
| mighty king even though in body I am vile | V |
| What a ladder I the Carpenter have chiseled My going has | N |
| reached the roof of the seventh heaven | W |
| I journeyed like the Messiah my ass remained below I do | H |
| no grieve for my ass nor am I asslike of ears | N |
| Do not like Eblis see in Adam only water and clay see that | X |
| behind the clay are my hundred thousand rose bowers | N |
| Shams e Tabrizi rose up from this flesh saying I am the | D |
| sun Bring up my head from this mire | Y |
| Err not when I enter the mire once more for I am at rest | Z |
| and am ashamed of this veil | A2 |
| Every morning I will rise up despite the blind for the sake | J |
| of the blind I will not cease to rise and set | B2 |
Mewlana Jalaluddin Rumi
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