Sonnet 54 Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: ABABBCBCDEDEFF

Of this worlds theatre in which we stayA
My love like the spectator ydly sitsB
Beholding me that all the pageants playA
Disguysing diversly my troubled witsB
Sometimes I joy when glad occasion fitsB
And mask in myrth lyke to a comedyC
Soone after when my joy to sorrow flitsB
I waile and make my woes a tragedyC
Yet she beholding me with constant eyeD
Delights not in my merth nor rues my smartE
But when I laugh she mocks and when I cryD
She laughs and hardens evermore her heartE
What then can move her if nor merth nor moneF
She is no woman but a senceless stoneF

Edmund Spenser



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