Guy And Amarant Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: ABBBBB BCBCDD EFEFG HIHIBB HJHJJ JIJIB KBKBKK ILILLL MJMJN BHBHJ BOBOJJ IOIOB BJBJJ JHJHJJ BLBLBB P PBM HLHLII OQOQ K BRBRJJ BOBOB SBSBBB KBKBM QLQLOO OTOTBB LBLBQQ BBBBBB BJBJJJ PBPBBB HJHJBB JJK

Guy journeyes towards that sanctifyed groundA
Whereas the Jewes fayre citye sometime stoodB
Wherin our Saviours sacred head was crowndB
And where for sinfull man he shed his bloodB
To see the sepulcher was his intentB
The tombe that Joseph unto Jesus lentB
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With tedious miles he tyred his wearye feetB
And passed desart places full of dangerC
At last with a most woefull wight did meetB
A man that unto sorrow was noe strangerC
For he had fifteen sonnes made captives allD
To slavish bondage in extremest thrallD
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A gyant called Amarant detaind themE
Whom noe man durst encounter for his strengthF
Who in a castle which he held had chaind themE
Guy questions where and understands at lengthF
The place not farr 'Lend me thy sword ' quoth heeG
'Ile lend my manhood all thy sonnes to free '-
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With that he goes and lays upon the doreH
Like one that sayes I must and will come inI
The gyant never was soe rowz'd beforeH
For noe such knocking at his gate had binI
Soe takes his keyes and clubb and cometh outB
Staring with ireful countenance aboutB
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'Sirra ' quoth hee 'what busines hast thou heereH
Art come to feast the crowes about my wallsJ
Didst never heare noe ransome can him cleereH
That in the compasse of my furye fallsJ
For making me to take a porters painesJ
With this same clubb I will dash out thy braines '-
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'Gyant ' quoth Guy 'y'are quarrelsome I seeJ
Choller and you seem very neere of kinI
Most dangerous at the clubb belike you beeJ
I have bin better armd though nowe goe thinI
But shew thy utmost hate enlarge thy spightB
Keene is my weapon and shall doe me right '-
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Soe draws his sword salutes him with the sameK
About the head the shoulders and the sideB
Whilst his erected clubb doth death proclaimeK
Standinge with huge Colossus' spacious strideB
Putting such vigour to his knotty beameK
That like a furnace he did smoke extreameK
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But on the ground he spent his strokes in vaineI
For Guy was nimble to avoyde them stillL
And ever ere he heav'd his clubb againeI
Did brush his plated coat against his willL
At such advantage Guy wold never fayleL
To bang him soundlye in his coate of mayleL
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Att last through thirst the gyant feeble greweM
And sayd to Guy 'As thou'rt of humane raceJ
Show itt in this give natures wants their deweM
Let me but goe and drinke in yonder placeJ
Thou canst not yeeld to 'me' a smaller thingN
Than to graunt life thats given by the spring '-
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'I graunt thee leave ' quoth Guye 'goe drink thy lastB
Go pledge the dragon and the salvage boreH
Succeed the tragedyes that they have pastB
But never thinke to taste cold water moreH
Drinke deepe to Death and unto him carouseJ
Bid him receive thee in his earthen house '-
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Soe to the spring he goes and slakes his thirstB
Takeing the water in extremely likeO
Some wracked shipp that one a rocke is burstB
Whose forced hulke against the stones does strykeO
Scooping it in soe fast with both his handsJ
That Guy admiring to behold it standsJ
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'Come on ' quoth Guy 'let us to work againeI
Thou stayest about thy liquor overlongO
The fish which in the river doe remaineI
Will want thereby thy drinking doth them wrongO
But I will see their satisfaction madeB
With gyants blood they must and shall be payd '-
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'Villaine ' quoth Amarant 'Ile crush thee streightB
Thy life shall pay thy daring toungs offenceJ
This clubb which is about some hundred weightB
Is deathes commission to dispatch thee henceJ
Dresse thee for ravens dyett I must needesJ
And breake thy bones as they were made of reedes '-
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Incensed much by these bold pagan bostesJ
Which worthye Guy cold ill endure to heareH
He hewes upon those bigg supporting postesJ
Which like two pillars did his body beareH
Amarant for those wounds in choller growesJ
And desperatelye att Guy his clubb he throwesJ
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Which did directly on his body lightB
Soe violent and weighty therewithallL
That downe to ground on sudden came the knightB
And ere he cold recover from the fallL
The gyant gott his clubb againe in fistB
And aimd a stroke that wonderfullye mistB
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'Traytor ' quoth Guy 'thy falshood Ile repayP
This coward act to intercept my bloode '-
Sayes Amarant 'Ile murther any wayP
With enemyes all vantages are goodB
O could I poyson in thy nostrills bloweM
Besure of it I wold dispatch thee soe '-
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'Its well ' said Guy 'thy honest thoughts appeareH
Within that beastlye bulke where devills dwellL
Which are thy tenants while thou livest heareH
But will be landlords when thou comest in hellL
Vile miscreant prepare thee for their denI
Inhumane monster hatefull unto menI
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'But breathe thy selfe a time while I goe drinkeO
For flameing Phoebus with his fyerye eyeQ
Torments me soe with burning heat I thinkeO
My thirst wolde serve to drinke an ocean dryeQ
Forbear a litle as I delt with thee '-
Quoth Amarant 'Thou hast noe foole of meeK
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'Noe sillye wretch my father taught more wittB
How I shold use such enemyes as thouR
By all my gods I doe rejoice at ittB
To understand that thirst constraines thee nowR
For all the treasure that the world containesJ
One drop of water shall not coole thy vainesJ
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'Releeve my foe why 'twere a madmans partB
Refresh an adversarye to my wrongO
If thou imagine this a child thou artB
Noe fellow I have known the world too longO
To be soe simple now I know thy wantB
A minutes space of breathing I'll not grant '-
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And with these words heaving aloft his clubbS
Into the ayre he swings the same aboutB
Then shakes his lockes and doth his temples rubbS
And like the Cyclops in his pride doth stroutB
'Sirra ' says hee 'I have you at a liftB
Now you are come unto your latest shiftB
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'Perish forever with this stroke I send theeK
A medicine that will doe thy thirst much goodB
Take noe more care for drinke before I end theeK
And then wee'll have carouses of thy bloodB
Here's at thee with a butcher's downright blowM
To please my furye with thine overthrow '-
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'Infernall false obdurate feend ' said GuyQ
'That seemst a lumpe of crueltye from hellL
Ungratefull monster since thou dost denyQ
The thing to mee wherein I used thee wellL
With more revenge than ere my sword did makeO
On thy accursed head revenge Ile takeO
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'The gyants longitude shall shorter shrinkeO
Except thy sun scorcht skin be weapon proofT
Farewell my thirst I doe disdaine to drinkeO
Streames keepe your waters to your owne behoofT
Or let wild beasts be welcome thereuntoB
With those pearle drops I will not have to doB
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'Here tyrant take a taste of my good willL
For thus I doe begin my bloodye boutB
You cannot chuse but like the greeting illL
It is not that same clubb will beare you outB
And take this payment on thy shaggye crowne'Q
A blowe that brought him with a vengeance downeQ
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Then Guy sett foot upon the monsters brestB
And from his shoulders did his head divideB
Which with a yawninge mouth did gape unblestB
Noe dragons jawes were ever seene soe wideB
To open and to shut till life was spentB
Then Guy tooke keyes and to the castle wentB
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Where manye woefull captives he did findB
Which had beene tyred with extremityesJ
Whom he in friendly manner did unbindB
And reasoned with them of their miseryesJ
Eche told a tale with teares and sighes and cryesJ
All weeping to him with complaining eyesJ
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There tender ladyes in darke dungeons layP
That were surprised in the desart woodB
And had noe other dyett everye dayP
But flesh of humane creatures for their foodB
Some with their lovers bodyes had beene fedB
And in their wombes their husbands buryedB
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Now he bethinkes him of his being thereH
To enlarge the wronged brethren from their woesJ
And as he searcheth doth great clamours heareH
By which sad sound's direction on he goesJ
Untill he findes a darksome obscure gateB
Arm'd strongly ouer all with iron plateB
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That he unlockes and enters where appearesJ
The strangest object that he ever sawJ
MK

Anonymous Olde English



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