Plain Truth And Blind Ignorance Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: ABCDDEFGH IGGJGBJI ABKIILII IGKEKMGK ABIDILKI IMIKIKMK ALKNKIKK IKMEBBEK ADKKKKII IOMKMKPK AIKQKBBE IKREKKIE AKEKELLL IRKSKKRI AEBRBBTK IBLILBII ADMKMIIK IMIBILKI

TruthA
'God speed you ancient fatherB
And give you a good dayeC
What is the cause I praye youD
So sadly here you stayeD
And that you keep such gazingE
On this decayed placeF
The which for superstitionG
Good princes down did raze 'H
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IgnoranceI
'Chill tell thee by my vazenG
That zometimes che have knowneG
A vair and goodly abbeyJ
Stand here of bricke and stoneG
And many a holy vrierB
As ich may say to theeJ
Within these goodly cloystersI
Che did full often zee '-
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TruthA
'Then I must tell thee fatherB
In truthe and veritieK
A sorte of greater hypocritesI
Thou couldst not likely seeI
Deceiving of the simpleL
With false and feigned liesI
But such an order trulyI
Christ never did devise '-
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IgnoranceI
'Ah ah che zmell the enow manG
Che know well what thou artK
A vellow of mean learningE
Thee was not worth a vartK
Vor when we had the old laweM
A merry world was thenG
And every thing was plentyK
Among all zorts of men '-
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TruthA
'Thou givest me an answerB
As did the Jewes sometimesI
Unto the prophet JeremyeD
When he accus'd their crimesI
' 'Twas mercy ' sayd the peopleL
'And joyfull in our rea'meK
When we did offer spice cakesI
Unto the queen of hea'n ''-
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IgnoranceI
'Chill tell thee what good velloweM
Before the vriers went henceI
A bushell of the best wheateK
Was zold vor vourteen penceI
And vorty egges a pennyK
That were both good and neweM
And this che zay my zelf have zeeneK
And yet ich am no Jewe '-
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TruthA
'Within the sacred bibleL
We find it written plainK
The latter days should troublesomeN
And dangerous be certaineK
That we should be self loversI
And charity wax coldeK
Then 'tis not true religionK
That makes thee grief to holde '-
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IgnoranceI
'Chill tell thee my opinion plaineK
And choul'd that well ye kneweM
Ich care not for the bible bookeE
'Tis too big to be trueB
Our blessed Ladyes psalterB
Zhall for my money goeE
Zuch pretty prayers as there beeK
The bible cannot zhowe '-
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TruthA
'Nowe hast thou spoken trulyeD
For in that book indeedeK
No mention of Our LadyK
Or Romish saint we readK
For by the blessed SpiritK
That book indited wasI
And not by simple personsI
As was the foolish masse '-
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IgnoranceI
'Cham zure they were not voolisheO
That made the masse che troweM
Why man 'tis all in LatineK
And vooles no Latine knoweM
Were not our fathers wise menK
And they did like it wellP
Who very much rejoycedK
To heare the zacring bell '-
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TruthA
'But many kinges and prophetsI
As I may say to theeK
Have wisht the light that you haveQ
And could it never seeK
For what art thou the betterB
A Latin song to heareB
And understandest nothingE
That they sing in the quiere '-
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IgnoranceI
'O hold thy peace che pray theeK
The noise was passing trimR
To heare the vriers zingingE
As we did enter inK
And then to zee the rood loftK
Zo bravely zet with zaintsI
But now to zee them wandringE
My heart with zorrow vaints '-
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TruthA
'The Lord did give commandmentK
No image thou shouldst makeE
Nor that unto idolatryK
You should your self betakeE
The golden calf of IsraelL
Moses did therefore spoileL
And Baal's priests and templeL
Were brought to utter foile '-
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IgnoranceI
'But Our Lady of WalsinghameR
Was a pure and holy zaintK
And many men in pilgrimageS
Did shew to her complaintK
Yea with zweet Thomas BecketK
And many other moeR
The holy maid of Kent likewiseI
Did many wonders zhowe '-
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TruthA
'Such saints are well agreeingE
To your profession sureB
And to the men that made themR
So precious and so pureB
The one for being a traytoureB
Met an untimely deathT
The other eke for treasonK
Did end her hateful breath '-
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IgnoranceI
'Yea yea it is no matterB
Dispraise them how you willeL
But zure they did much goodnesseI
Would they were with us stilleL
We had our holy waterB
And holy bread likewiseI
And many holy reliquesI
We zaw before our eyes '-
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TruthA
'And all this while they fed youD
With vaine and empty showeM
Which never Christ commandedK
As learned doctors knoweM
Search then the holy scripturesI
And thou shalt plainly seeI
That headlong to damnationK
They alway trained thee '-
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IgnoranceI
'If it be true good velloweM
As thou dost zay to meeI
Unto my heavenly FaderB
Alone then will I fleeI
Believing in the GospelL
And passion of his ZonK
And with the zubtil papistesI
Ich have for ever done '-

Anonymous Olde English



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