Shakespeare uses the rhyme scheme ABAB CDCD EFEF GG.Spencer uses ABAB BCBC CDCD EE.Spencer uses his rhyme scheme as a "hook".When one line ends he hooks that line to the next one.
In Shakesphere he is saying that he could compare her to summer but the winds are rough and summer only lasts for a short time.Sometimes the sun shines and dimmmed and his lady is dimmed.Nature is always changing.his lady shall never lose possession or die.She will never die because he wrote this poem.He is saying that when she dies she will continue to live on because he wrote that poem.
Spencer is saying that his love is like ice and he is like fire.She treats him cold while he is like fire.He is wanting to know why she is like ice and he is like fire. How come the ice doesn't melt or that the fire doesn't get put out.He is asking why doesn't the ice put the fire out.Even though she is like ice and he is like fire their love has grown stronger.
Sonnet 75 Edmund Spenser
One day I wrote her name upon the strand, A
But came the waves and washed it away; B
Again I wrote it with a second hand, A
But came the tide,and made my pains his prey. B
"Vain man," said she,"that doest in vain assay, B
A moral thing so to immortalize, C
For myself shall like to this decay, B
And eke my name be wiped out likewise." c
"Not so,"quod I,"let baser things devise C
To die in dust,but you shall live by fame;D
My verse your virtues rare shall eternize,C
And in the heavens write your glorious name.D
Where whenas death shall all the world subdue,E
Our love shall live,and later life renew." E
He wrote her name in the sand and the tide came and washed it away.It made his pains his prey.He is afaid that she might go away.Even if you die you shall live by fame.That their love shall live on forever.
Sonnet 130 William Shakespheare
My mistress'eyes are nothing like the sun, A
Coral is far more red than her lips'red B
If snow be white,why then her breasts are dun,A
If hairs be wires,black wires grow on her head.B
I have seen roses'damasked,red and white,C
But no such roses see I in her cheeks.D
And in some perfumes is there more delight C
Than in the breath that from my mistress reeks,D
I love to hear her speak,yet well i know E
That music hath a far more pleasing sound.F
I grant I never saw a goddess go,E
My mistress,when she walks,treads on the ground.F
And yet,by heaven,I think my love as rare G
As any she belied with false compare.G
He is describing his girlfriend.Her eyes are like the sun.Her lips are red.Snowballs are like her breasts.Her hair is like black wires growing out of her head.Her cheeks are like roses.Her breath is like perfume exhaled form her mouth.He loves to hear her speak and to see her walk by.He thinks that his love is rare beyond anything that he can compare.
About my daughter
She is like the sun,her hair so golden.
Her eyes are like the sky
Her skin is so fair
Money can not buy.
Shes tall like the trees
Her hands are so neat
Her hair is golden like yellow bees
Shes got a good beat
Her behavior is not so great
Even though shes bad,she means well
Its always hard for me to wait
There are days when she yells
I know shes my child sincerely
I love her dearly
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This looks great. I like the sonnet about your daughter.
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