Sonnet 21 Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABCDEBEBFGFGHH| A witlesse Gallant a young Wench that woo'd | A |
| Yet his dull Spirit her not one iot could moue | B |
| Intreated me as e'r I wish'd his good | C |
| To write him but one Sonnet to his Loue | D |
| When I as fast as e'r my Penne could trot | E |
| Powr'd out what first from quicke Inuention came | B |
| Nor neuer stood one word thereof to blot | E |
| Much like his Wit that was to vse the same | B |
| But with my Verses he his Mistres wonne | F |
| Who doted on the Dolt beyond all measure | G |
| But soe for you to Heau'n for Phraze I runne | F |
| And ransacke all APOLLO'S golden Treasure | G |
| Yet by my Troth this Foole his Loue obtaines | H |
| And I lose you for all my Wit and Paines | H |
Michael Drayton
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