Sweet thief, whence didst thou steal thy sweet that smells, If not from my love's breath? The purple pride Which on thy soft cheek for complexion dwells In my love's veins thou hast too grossly dyed.
Volta: The poet is talking about how a man stole his mistress from him and he talks about the things the man stole about his mistress.
More flowers I noted, yet I none could see But sweet or colour it had stol'n from thee.
Volta: But by the end of the poem he talks about how the man didn't steal her bueaty from her.
More flowers I noted, yet I none could see But sweet or colour it had stol'n from thee.
Rhyme Scheme: see G thee G
Sweet thief, whence didst thou steal thy sweet that smells, If not from my love's breath? The purple pride Which on thy soft cheek for complexion dwells In my love's veins thou hast too grossly dyed.
Rhyme scheme: smells A pride B dwells A dyed B
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Definition: scold or rebuke
A third, nor red nor white, had stol'n of both 10 And to his robbery had annex'd thy breath; But, for his theft, in pride of all his growth A vengeful canker eat him up to death.
Rhyme Scheme: both E breath F growth E death F
The lily I condemned for thy hand, And buds of marjoram had stol'n thy hair: The roses fearfully on thorns did stand, One blushing shame, another white despair;
Rhyme Scheme: hand C hair D stand C despair D
Shakespeare spoke to the first Americans in other ways, too.