On Sir Thomas Savill Dying Of The Small Pox Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: AABBCCDDEEAADD| Take greedy death a body here entomd | A |
| That by a thousand stroakes was made one wound | A |
| Where all thy shafts were stuck with fatall ayme | B |
| Untill a quiver this thy marke became | B |
| Had C sar fifty wounds to let in thee | C |
| Because a troop of men might seeme to bee | C |
| Comprised in that great Spirit this had more | D |
| Whose deaths were equalld with the fruitfull store | D |
| Of hopefull vertues though each wound did reach | E |
| The very heart yet none could make a breach | E |
| Into his soule a soule more fully drest | A |
| With vertuous gemmes than was his body prest | A |
| With hatefull spotts and therefore every scarr | D |
| When death itselfe is dead shall be a starre | D |
William Strode
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