Sonnet Xlviii Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: A B CDEDCDCCFACFGC H CCCCAHHAFIJFHH H| Padre del ciel dopo i perduti giorni | A |
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| CONSCIOUS OF HIS FOLLY HE PRAYS GOD TO TURN HIM TO A BETTER LIFE | B |
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| Father of heaven after the days misspent | C |
| After the nights of wild tumultuous thought | D |
| In that fierce passion's strong entanglement | E |
| One for my peace too lovely fair had wrought | D |
| Vouchsafe that by thy grace my spirit bent | C |
| On nobler aims to holier ways be brought | D |
| That so my foe spreading with dark intent | C |
| His mortal snares be foil'd and held at nought | C |
| E'en now th' eleventh year its course fulfils | F |
| That I have bow'd me to the tyranny | A |
| Relentless most to fealty most tried | C |
| Have mercy Lord on my unworthy ills | F |
| Fix all my thoughts in contemplation high | G |
| How on the cross this day a Saviour died | C |
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| DACRE | H |
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| Father of heaven despite my days all lost | C |
| Despite my nights in doting folly spent | C |
| With that fierce passion which my bosom rent | C |
| At sight of her too lovely for my cost | C |
| Vouchsafe at length that by thy grace I turn | A |
| To wiser life and enterprise more fair | H |
| So that my cruel foe in vain his snare | H |
| Set for my soul may his defeat discern | A |
| Already Lord the eleventh year circling wanes | F |
| Since first beneath his tyrant yoke I fell | I |
| Who still is fiercest where we least rebel | J |
| Pity my undeserved and lingering pains | F |
| To holier thoughts my wandering sense restore | H |
| How on this day his cross thy Son our Saviour bore | H |
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| MACGREGOR | H |
Francesco Petrarca (petrarch)
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