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<name>Sir Thomas <index>Wyatt</index></name>
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<title>Sonnet XV</title>
<source>Clipped from <uri>http://sonnets.org/wyatt.htm#007</uri>.</source>
<remark>This from Wyatt shows his characteristic combination of pure sentiment with a sometimes odd meter, somehow very personal, due perhaps to a reader's uncertainty as to whether this is merely archaic and ungainly, or whether on the contrary, his is a deft wit that knows meter better than we do. Interestingly, although the form (ungainly meter aside) is quite strict — close to Petrarchan — the major rhetorical break occurs after line 7, not line 8 (or maybe it's after line 9), and the final <called>couplet</called> is a tercet. This gives the poem a sense of shifting moodiness that accords with its theme. In the final line, a <quote>gleed</quote> is a glowing coal.</remark>
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