Sonnet Xvii Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: ABABBCBCCDCDDD

THe glorious portraict of that Angels faceA
Made to amaze weake mens confused skilB
and this worlds worthlesse glory to embaseA
what pen what pencill can expresse her fillB
For though he colours could deuize at willB
and eke his learned hand at pleasure guideC
least trembling it his wormanship should spillB
yet many wondrous things there are besideC
The sweet eye glaunces that like arrowes glideC
the charming smiles that rob sence from the hartD
the louely pleasance and the lofty prideC
cannot expressed be by any artD
A greater craftesmans hand thereto doth needeD
that can expresse the life of things indeedD

Edmund Spenser



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