Sonnet Xxxi: Methinks I See Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: A BCDCEFEGHDHIJJ| To the Critic | A |
| - | |
| Methinks I see some crooked mimic jeer | B |
| And tax my Muse with this fantastic grace | C |
| Turning my papers asks What have we here | D |
| Making withal some filthy antic face | C |
| I fear no censure nor what thou canst say | E |
| Nor shall my spirit one jot of vigor lose | F |
| Think'st thou my wit shall keep the pack horse way | E |
| That every dudgen low invention goes | G |
| Since sonnets thus in bundles are imprest | H |
| And every drudge doth dull our satiate ear | D |
| Think'st thou my love shall in those rags be drest | H |
| That every dowdy every trull doth wear | I |
| Up to my pitch no common judgement flies | J |
| I scorn all earthly dung bred scarabies | J |
Michael Drayton
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