Poem 9 Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: ABACDDEDEDDFEEFGGHH

LOe where she comes along with portly paceA
Lyke Phoebe from her chamber of the EastB
Arysing forth to run her mighty raceA
Clad all in white that seemes a virgin bestC
So well it her beseemes that ye would weeneD
Some angell she had beeneD
Her long loose yellow locks lyke golden wyreE
Sprinckled with perle and perling flowres a tweeneD
Doe lyke a golden mantle her attyreE
And being crowned with a girland greeneD
Seeme lyke some mayden QueeneD
Her modest eyes abashed to beholdF
So many gazers as on her do stareE
Vpon the lowly ground affixed areE
Ne dare lift vp her countenance too boldF
But blush to heare her prayses sung so loudG
So farre from being proudG
Nathlesse doe ye still loud her prayses singH
That all the woods may answer and your eccho ringH

Edmund Spenser



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