Sonnet Xxviii: Weak Is The Sophistry Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABBAABBACDCECE| Weak is the sophistry and vain the art | A |
| That whispers patience to the mind's despair | B |
| That bids reflection bathe the wounds of care | B |
| While Hope with pleasing phantoms soothes their smart | A |
| For mem'ry still reluctant to depart | A |
| From the dear spot once rich in prospects fair | B |
| Bids the fond soul enamour'd there | B |
| And its least charm is grateful to the heart | A |
| He never lov'd who could not muse and sigh | C |
| Spangling the sacred turf with frequent tears | D |
| Where the small rivulet that ripples by | C |
| Recalls the scenes of past and happier years | E |
| When on its banks he watch'd the speaking eye | C |
| And one sweet smile o'erpaid an age of fears | E |
Mary Darby Robinson
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