Sonnet 145: Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: ABABCDEDFGHGIJ

Those lips that Love's own hand did makeA
Breath'd forth the sound that said I hateB
To me that languish'd for her sakeA
But when she saw my woeful stateB
Straight in her heart did mercy comeC
Chiding that tongue that ever sweetD
Was used in giving gentle doomE
And taught it thus anew to greetD
'I hate' she alter'd with an endF
That follow'd it as gentle dayG
Doth follow night who like a fiendH
From heaven to hell is flown awayG
'I hate' from hate away she threwI
And sav'd my life saying 'not you'J

William Shakespeare



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