Sonnet Xiv: Alas, Have I Not Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABBA ABCA DED EEF| Alas have I not pain enough my friend | A |
| Upon whose breast a fiercer gripe doth tire | B |
| Than did on him who first stole down the fire | B |
| While Love on me doth all his quiver spend | A |
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| But with your rhubarb words you must contend | A |
| To grieve me worse in saying that desire | B |
| Doth plunge my well form'd soul even in the mire | C |
| Of sinful thoughts which do in ruin end | A |
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| If that be sin which doth the manners frame | D |
| Well stayed with truth in word and faith of deed | E |
| Ready of wit and fearing nought but shame | D |
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| If that be sin which in fix'd hearts doth breed | E |
| A loathing of all loose unchastity | E |
| Then love is sin and let me sinful be | F |
Sir Philip Sidney
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