Sonnets: Idea Xxiv Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: ABCBDEDEFGFGHH

I hear some say This man is not in loveA
Who can he love a likely thing they sayB
Read but his verse and it will easily proveC
O judge not rashly gentle Sir I prayB
Because I loosely trifle in this sortD
As one that fain his sorrows would beguileE
You now suppose me all this time in sportD
And please yourself with this conceit the whileE
Ye shallow cens'rers sometimes see ye notF
In greatest perils some men pleasant beG
Where fame by death is only to be gotF
They resolute So stands the case with meG
Where other men in depth of passion cryH
I laugh at fortune as in jest to dieH

Michael Drayton



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