Sin's Round Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABCBDE EFGFHH HIHIBCA| Sorry 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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