Sonnet 021: So Is It Not With Me As With That Muse Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: ABCBDEDEFDFDGG

So is it not with me as with that museA
Stirred by a painted beauty to his verseB
Who heaven it self for ornament doth useC
And every fair with his fair doth rehearseB
Making a couplement of proud compareD
With sun and moon with earth and sea's rich gemsE
With April's first born flowers and all things rareD
That heaven's air in this huge rondure hemsE
O let me true in love but truly writeF
And then believe me my love is as fairD
As any mother's child though not so brightF
As those gold candles fixed in heaven's airD
Let them say more that like of hearsay wellG
I will not praise that purpose not to sellG

William Shakespeare



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