Mary Ambree Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: AABB AACB ADEB AAEB AABB AA B FFB GGBB CC B BBEB AAEB AABB BBEB AABB AABB HI B A B AAB BBB JJBB CCBB JJBB| When captaines couragious whom death cold not daunte | A |
| Did march to the siege of the citty of Gaunt | A |
| They mustred their souldiers by two and by three | B |
| And the formost in battle was Mary Ambree | B |
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| When brave Sir John Major was slaine in her sight | A |
| Who was her true lover her joy and delight | A |
| Because he was slaine most treacherouslie | C |
| Then vowd to revenge him Mary Ambree | B |
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| She clothed herselfe from the top to the toe | A |
| In buffe of the bravest most seemelye to showe | D |
| A faire shirt of male then slipped on shee | E |
| Was not this a brave bonny lasse Mary Ambree | B |
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| A helmett of proofe shee strait did provide | A |
| A strong arminge sword shee girt by her side | A |
| On her hand a goodly faire gauntlett put shee | E |
| Was not this a brave bonny lasse Mary Ambree | B |
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| Then tooke shee her sworde and her targett in hand | A |
| Bidding all such as wold bee of her band | A |
| To wayte on her person came thousand and three | B |
| Was not this a brave bonny lasse Mary Ambree | B |
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| 'My soldiers ' she saith 'soe valiant and bold | A |
| Nowe followe your captaine whom you doe beholde | A |
| Still formost in battel myselfe will I bee ' | - |
| Was not this a brave bonny lasse Mary Ambree | B |
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| Then cryed out her souldiers and loude they did say | F |
| 'Soe well thou becomest this gallant array | F |
| Thy harte and thy weapons soe well do agree | B |
| Noe mayden was ever like Mary Ambree ' | - |
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| Shee cheared her souldiers that foughten for life | G |
| With ancyent and standard with drum and with fife | G |
| With brave clanging trumpets that sounded so free | B |
| Was not this a brave bonny lasse Mary Ambree | B |
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| 'Before I will see the worst of you all | C |
| To come into danger of death or of thrall | C |
| This hand and this life I will venture so free ' | - |
| Was not this a brave bonny lasse Mary Ambree | B |
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| Shee led upp her souldiers in battaile array | B |
| Gainst three times theyr number by breake of the daye | B |
| Seven howers in skirmish continued shee | E |
| Was not this a brave bonny lasse Mary Ambree | B |
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| She filled the skyes with the smoke of her shott | A |
| And her enemyes bodyes with bullets soe hott | A |
| For one of her owne men a score killed shee | E |
| Was not this a brave bonny lasse Mary Ambree | B |
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| And when her false gunner to spoyle her intent | A |
| Away all her pellets and powder had sent | A |
| Straight with her keen weapon shee slasht him in three | B |
| Was not this a brave bonny lasse Mary Ambree | B |
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| Being falselye betrayed for lucre of hyre | B |
| At length she was forced to make a retyre | B |
| Then her souldiers into a strong castle drew shee | E |
| Was not this a brave bonny lasse Mary Ambree | B |
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| Her foes they besett her on everye side | A |
| As thinking close siege shee cold never abide | A |
| To beate down the walles they all did decree | B |
| But stoutlye deffyd them brave Mary Ambree | B |
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| Then tooke shee her sword and her targett in hand | A |
| And mounting the walls all undaunted did stand | A |
| There daring their captaines to match any three | B |
| O what a brave captaine was Mary Ambree | B |
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| 'Now saye English Captaine what woldest thou give | H |
| To ransome thy selfe which else must not live | I |
| Come yield thy selfe quicklye or slaine thou must bee ' | - |
| Then smiled sweetlye brave Mary Ambree | B |
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| 'Ye captaines couragious of valour so bold | A |
| Whom thinke you before you now you doe behold ' | - |
| 'A knight sir of England and captaine soe free | B |
| Who shortelye with us a prisoner must bee ' | - |
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| 'No captaine of England behold in your sight | A |
| Two brests in my bosome and therfore no knight | A |
| Noe knight sirs of England or captaine you see | B |
| But a poor simple mayden called Mary Ambree ' | - |
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| 'But art thou a woman as thou dost declare | B |
| Whose valor hath proved so undaunted in warre | B |
| If England doth yield such brave maydens as thee | B |
| Full well may they conquer faire Mary Ambree ' | - |
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| The prince of Great Parma heard of her renowne | J |
| Who long had advanced for Englands faire crowne | J |
| Hee wooed her and sued her his mistress to bee | B |
| And offerd rich presents to Mary Ambree | B |
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| But this virtuous mayden despised them all | C |
| 'Ile nere sell my honour for purple nor pall | C |
| A mayden of England sir never will bee | B |
| The whore of a monarcke ' quoth Mary Ambree | B |
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| Then to her owne country shee backe did returne | J |
| Still holding the foes of faire England in scorne | J |
| Therfore English captaines of every degree | B |
| Sing forth the brave valours of Mary Ambree | B |
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