Her Epitaph Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: AAAABBCCCCDDEEAACCFF AA| Happy Grave thou dost enshrine | A |
| That which makes thee a rich mine | A |
| Remember yet 'tis but a loane | A |
| And wee must have it back Her owne | A |
| The very same Marke mee the same | B |
| Thou canst not cheat us with a lame | B |
| Deformed Carcase Shee was fayre | C |
| Fresh as Morning sweete as Ayre | C |
| Purer than other flesh as farre | C |
| As other Soules than Bodies are | C |
| And that thou mayst the better see | D |
| To finde her out two stars there bee | D |
| Eclipsed now uncloude but those | E |
| And they will poynt thee to the Rose | E |
| That dyde each cheeke now pale and wan | A |
| But will bee when shee wakes againe | A |
| Fresher than ever And howere | C |
| Her long sleepe may alter Her | C |
| Her Soule will know her Body streight | F |
| Twas made so fitt for't Noe deceite | F |
| Can suite another to it none | A |
| Cloath it so neatly as its owne | A |
William Strode
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