Sonnet 133: Beshrew That Heart That Makes My Heart To Groan Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: ABABCDCEFGHGBB

Beshrew that heart that makes my heart to groanA
For that deep wound it gives my friend and meB
Is't not enough to torture me aloneA
But slave to slavery my sweet'st friend must beB
Me from my self thy cruel eye hath takenC
And my next self thou harder hast engrossedD
Of him myself and thee I am forsakenC
A torment thrice threefold thus to be crossedE
Prison my heart in thy steel bosom's wardF
But then my friend's heart let my poor heart bailG
Whoe'er keeps me let my heart be his guardH
Thou canst not then use rigour in my jailG
And yet thou wilt for I being pent in theeB
Perforce am thine and all that is in meB

William Shakespeare



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