Sonnet Xxxviii Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: A B CDDCCDDCEFGEFG G HAAHIAAHFJFJKK J| L' oro e le perle e i fior vermigli e i bianchi | A |
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| HE INVEIGHS AGAINST LAURA'S MIRROR BECAUSE IT MAKES HER FORGET HIM | B |
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| Those golden tresses teeth of pearly white | C |
| Those cheeks' fair roses blooming to decay | D |
| Do in their beauty to my soul convey | D |
| The poison'd arrows from my aching sight | C |
| Thus sad and briefly must my days take flight | C |
| For life with woe not long on earth will stay | D |
| But more I blame that mirror's flattering sway | D |
| Which thou hast wearied with thy self delight | C |
| Its power my bosom's sovereign too hath still'd | E |
| Who pray'd thee in my suit now he is mute | F |
| Since thou art captured by thyself alone | G |
| Death's seeds it hath within my heart instill'd | E |
| For Lethe's stream its form doth constitute | F |
| And makes thee lose each image but thine own | G |
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| WOLLASTON | G |
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| The gold and pearls the lily and the rose | H |
| Which weak and dry in winter wont to be | A |
| Are rank and poisonous arrow shafts to me | A |
| As my sore stricken bosom aptly shows | H |
| Thus all my days now sadly shortly close | I |
| For seldom with great grief long years agree | A |
| But in that fatal glass most blame I see | A |
| That weary with your oft self liking grows | H |
| It on my lord placed silence when my suit | F |
| He would have urged but seeing your desire | J |
| End in yourself alone he soon was mute | F |
| 'Twas fashion'd in hell's wave and o'er its fire | J |
| And tinted in eternal Lethe thence | K |
| The spring and secret of my death commence | K |
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| MACGREGOR | J |
Francesco Petrarca (petrarch)
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