Sonnet
A fourteen-line poem in iambic pentameter that follows a strict rhyme scheme.
Iambic Pentameter:
pentameter: five feet
foot: one stressed syllable plus one or more unstressed syllables in a repeating pattern
iambic: an unstressed syllable followed by a stressed syllable: ˘ ´
Iambic Words
˘ ´ | ˘ ´ | ˘ ´ | ˘ ´ | ˘ ´ |
belief | arise | defend | prepare | conceive |
Iambic Pentameter Lines
Shall I compare thee to a summer’s day? (William Shakespeare, Sonnet 18)
˘ ´ | ˘ ´ | ˘ ´ | ˘ ´ | ˘ ´ |
Shall I | compare | thee to | a sum- | mer’s day? |
When I consider how my light is spent (John Milton)
˘ ´ | ˘ ´ | ˘ ´ | ˘ ´ | ˘ ´ |
When I | consid- | er how | my light | is spent |
Italian Sonnet Rhyme Scheme
- Octave: 8 lines with 2 rhyme sounds {A/B}
Usually follows 1 of 2 set patterns: abbaabba or abababab - Turn (or volta)
- Sestet: 6 lines with 2 (or 3) new rhyme sounds {c/d/e}
May follow several different patterns: cdecde, cdcdcd, cddcee
Dear, cherish this and with it my soul’s will, A Nor for it ran away do it abuse. B Alas, it left poor me your breast to choose B As the blest shrine where it would harbor still. A Then favor show and not unkindly kill A The heart which fled to you, but do excuse B That which for better did the worse refuse, B And pleased I’ll be, though heartless my life spill. A But if you will be kind and just indeed, c Send me your heart, which in mine’s place shall feed c On faithful love to your devotion bound. d There shall it see the sacrifices made e Of pure and spotless love, which shall not fade e While soul and body are together found. d
English Sonnet Rhyme Scheme
- Three quatrains: 4 lines with 2 rhyme sounds
- Closing couplet: a pair of rhyming lines
- abab cdcd efef gg
Dear, why should you command me to my rest A When now the night doth summon all to sleep? B Methinks this time becometh lovers best; A Night was ordained together friends to keep. B How happy are all other living things C Which, though the day disjoin by several flight, D The quiet evening yet together brings, C And each returns unto his love at night. D O thou, that art so courteous else to all, E Why shouldst thou, Night, abuse me only thus, F That every creature to his kind doth call E And yet ’tis thou dost only sever us. F Well could I wish it would be ever day g If when night comes you bid me go away. g