To God: On His Sickness. Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: AABCDDEE

What though my harp and viol beA
Both hung upon the willow treeA
What though my bed be now my graveB
And for my house I darkness haveC
What though my healthful days are fledD
And I lie number'd with the deadD
Yet I have hope by Thy great powerE
To spring though now a wither'd flowerE

Robert Herrick



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