Label the rhyme scheme of the poem, beginning with a. xxv a heavy heart, beloved, have i borne from year to year until i saw thy face, and sorrow after sorrow took the place of all those natural joys as lightly worn as the stringed pearls, each lifted in its turn by a beating heart at dance-time. hopes apace were changed to long despairs, till god's own grace could scarcely lift above the world forlorn my heavy heart. then thou didst bid me bring and let it drop adown thy calmly great deep being! fast it sinketh, as a thing which its own nature doth precipitate, while thine doth close above it, mediating betwixt the stars and the unaccomplished fate. elizabeth barrett browning