Sonnet 58: That God Forbid, That Made Me First Your Slave Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: ABABCDCDEFEFGG

That god forbid that made me first your slaveA
I should in thought control your times of pleasureB
Or at your hand th' account of hours to craveA
Being your vassal bound to stay your leisureB
O let me suffer being at your beckC
Th' imprisoned absence of your libertyD
And patience tame to sufferance bide each checkC
Without accusing you of injuryD
Be where you list your charter is so strongE
That you your self may privilage your timeF
To what you will to you it doth belongE
Your self to pardon of self doing crimeF
I am to wait though waiting so be hellG
Not blame your pleasure be it ill or wellG

William Shakespeare



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