Sonnet Xxv Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: AAABCDEEEFEFEE

HOw long shall this lyke dying lyfe endureA
And know no end of her owne myseryA
but wast and weare away in termes vnsureA
twixt feare and hope depending doubtfullyB
Yet better were attonce to let me dieC
and shew the last ensample of your prideD
then to torment me thus with crueltyE
to proue your powre which I too wel haue trideE
But yet if in your hardned brest ye hideE
a close intent at last to shew me graceF
then all the woes and wrecks which I abideE
as meanes of blisse I gladly wil embraceF
And wish that more and greater they might beE
that greater meede at last may turne to meeE

Edmund Spenser



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