Sonnets. Vii Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: ABBCABBADEFEDF

How soon hath Time the suttle theef of youthA
Stoln on his wing my three and twentith yeerB
My hasting dayes flie on with full careerB
But my late spring no bud or blossom shew'thC
Perhaps my semblance might deceive the truthA
That I to manhood am arriv'd so nearB
And inward ripenes doth much less appearB
That som more timely happy spirits indu'thA
Yet be it less or more or soon or slowD
It shall be still in strictest measure eev'nE
To that same lot however mean or highF
Toward which Time leads me and the will of Heav'nE
All is if I have grace to use it soD
As ever in my great task Masters eyeF

John Milton



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