Sin's Round Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABCBDE EFGFHH HIHIBCASorry I am my God sorry I am | A |
That my offences course it in a ring | B |
My thoughts are working like a busy flame | C |
Until their cockatrice they hatch and bring | B |
And when they once have perfected their draughts | D |
My words take fire from my inflamed thoughts | E |
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My words take fire fro m my inflamed thoughts | E |
Which spit it forth like the Sicilian hill | F |
They vent their wares and pass them with their faults | G |
And by their breathing ventilate the ill | F |
But words suffice not where are lewd intentions | H |
My hands do join to finish the inventions | H |
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My hands do join to finish the inventions | H |
And so my sins ascend three stories high | I |
As Babel grew before there were dissentions | H |
Let ill deeds loiter not for they supply | I |
New thoughts of sinning | B |
wherefore to my shame | C |
Sorry I am my God sorry I am | A |
George Herbert
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