Amour 43 Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: ABBBCDCDEFGFBB

Why doe I speake of ioy or write of loueA
When my hart is the very Den of horrorB
And in my soule the paynes of hell I proueB
With all his torments and infernall terrorB
Myne eyes want teares thus to bewayle my woeC
My brayne is dry with weeping all too longD
My sighes be spent with griefe and sighing soC
And I want words for to expresse my wrongD
But still distracted in loues lunacyE
And Bedlam like thus rauing in my griefeF
Now rayle vpon her hayre now on her eyeG
Now call her Goddesse then I call her thiefeF
Now I deny her then I doe confesse herB
Now I doe curse her then againe I blesse herB

Michael Drayton



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