Astrophel And Stella - Sonnet Lxxiv Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABABABABCDCDEE| I neuer dranke of Aganippe well | A |
| Nor euer did in shade of Tempe sit | B |
| And Muses scorne with vulgar brains to dwell | A |
| Poore Layman I for sacred rites vnfit | B |
| Some doe I heare of Poets fury tell | A |
| But God wot wot not what they meane by it | B |
| And this I sweare by blackest brooke of hell | A |
| I am no pick purse of anothers wit | B |
| How falles it then that with so smooth an ease | C |
| My thoughts I speake and what I speake doth flow | D |
| In verse and that my verse best wits doth please | C |
| Ghesse we the cause What is it this Fie no | D |
| Or so Much lesse How then Sure thus it is | E |
| My lips are sweet inspir'd with Stellas kisse | E |
Philip Sidney (sir)
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