The Heretical Origins of the Sonnet
This essay was published in: Daily JStor, April 21, 2021 Of variable rhyme scheme and meter, sonnets are sometimes structured into stanzas of an octet and a sestet or of…
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The Heretical Origins of the Sonnet
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