The Baffled Knight, Or Lady's Policy Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABAB CDC EBE FGF HBH IDI JBJ JBJB KDKD LBL MDN CDCD OBOB PDP QBQB RHQ FBF FBF FFFF BBB FDF SFS FQF QDQD BHB TDU FHFH FBF FBF VWV FXF XFQF SBSB XYX FDFD JDJD FFF XFXF ZBZ BHBH A2BB2 C2DC2 FBFB QBQ QBQB| There was a knight was drunk with wine | A |
| A riding along the way sir | B |
| And there he met with a lady fine | A |
| Among the cocks of hay sir | B |
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| 'Shall you and I O lady faire | C |
| Among the grass lye down a | D |
| And I will have a special care | C |
| Of rumpling of your gown a ' | - |
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| 'Upon the grass there is a dewe | E |
| Will spoil my damask gown sir | B |
| My gowne and kirtle they are newe | E |
| And cost me many a crowne sir ' | - |
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| 'I have a cloak of scarlet red | F |
| Upon the ground I'll throwe it | G |
| Then lady faire come lay thy head | F |
| We'll play and none shall knowe it ' | - |
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| 'O yonder stands my steed so free | H |
| Among the cocks of hay sir | B |
| And if the pinner should chance to see | H |
| He'll take my steed away sir ' | - |
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| 'Upon my finger I have a ring | I |
| It's made of finest gold a | D |
| And lady it thy steed shall bring | I |
| Out of the pinner's fold a ' | - |
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| 'O go with me to my father's hall | J |
| Fair chambers there are three sir | B |
| And you shall have the best of all | J |
| And I'll your chamberlaine bee sir ' | - |
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| He mounted himself on his steed so tall | J |
| And her on her dapple gray sir | B |
| And there they rode to her father's hall | J |
| Fast pricking along the way sir | B |
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| To her father's hall they arrived strait | K |
| 'Twas moated round about a | D |
| She slipt herself within the gate | K |
| And lockt the knight without a | D |
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| 'Here is a silver penny to spend | L |
| And take it for your pain sir | B |
| And two of my father's men I'll send | L |
| To wait on you back again sir ' | - |
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| He from his scabbard drew his brand | M |
| And wiped it upon his sleeve a | D |
| 'And cursed ' he said 'be every man | N |
| That will a maid believe a ' | - |
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| She drew a bodkin from her haire | C |
| And whip'd it pon her gown a | D |
| 'And curs'd be every maiden faire | C |
| That will with men lye down a | D |
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| 'A herb there is that lowly grows | O |
| And some do call it rue sir | B |
| The smallest dunghill cock that crows | O |
| Would make a capon of you sir | B |
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| 'A flower there is that shineth bright | P |
| Some call it mary gold a | D |
| He that wold not when he might | P |
| He shall not when he wold a ' | - |
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| The knight was riding another day | Q |
| With cloak and hat and feather | B |
| He met again with that lady gay | Q |
| Who was angling in the river | B |
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| 'Now lady faire I've met with you | R |
| You shall no more escape me | H |
| Remember how not long agoe | Q |
| You falsely did intrap me ' | - |
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| The lady blushed scarlet red | F |
| And trembled at the stranger | B |
| 'How shall I guard my maidenhead | F |
| From this approaching danger ' | - |
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| He from his saddle down did light | F |
| In all his riche attyer | B |
| And cryed 'As I am a noble knight | F |
| I do thy charms admyer ' | - |
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| He took the lady by the hand | F |
| Who seemlingly consented | F |
| And would no more disputing stand | F |
| She had a plot invented | F |
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| 'Looke yonder good Sir Knight I pray | B |
| Methinks I now discover | B |
| A riding upon his dapple gray | B |
| My former constant lover ' | - |
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| On tip toe peering stood the knight | F |
| Fast by the river's brink a | D |
| The lady pusht with all her might | F |
| 'Sir Knight now swim or sink a ' | - |
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| O'er head and ears he plunged in | S |
| The bottom faire he sounded | F |
| Then rising up he cried amain | S |
| 'Help helpe or else I'm drownded ' | - |
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| 'Now fare you well Sir Knight adieu | F |
| You see what comes of fooling | Q |
| That is the fittest place for you | F |
| Your courage wanted cooling ' | - |
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| Ere many days in her father's park | Q |
| Just at the close of eve a | D |
| Again she met with her angry sparke | Q |
| Which made this lady grieve a | D |
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| 'False lady here thou'rt in my powre | B |
| And no one now can hear thee | H |
| And thou shalt sorely rue the hour | B |
| That e'er thou dar'dst to jeer me ' | - |
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| 'I pray Sir Knight be not so warm | T |
| With a young silly maid a | D |
| I vow and swear I thought no harm | U |
| 'Twas a gentle jest I playd a ' | - |
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| 'A gentle jest in soothe ' he cryd | F |
| 'To tumble me in and leave me | H |
| What if I had in the river dy'd | F |
| That fetch will not deceive me | H |
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| 'Once more I'll pardon thee this day | F |
| Tho' injur'd out of measure | B |
| But then prepare without delay | F |
| To yield thee to my pleasure ' | - |
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| 'Well then if I must grant your suit | F |
| Yet think of your boots and spurs sir | B |
| Let me pull off both spur and boot | F |
| Or else you cannot stir sir ' | - |
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| He set him down upon the grass | V |
| And begg'd her kind assistance | W |
| 'Now ' smiling thought this lovely lass | V |
| 'I'll make you keep your distance ' | - |
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| Then pulling off his boots half way | F |
| 'Sir Knight now I'm your betters | X |
| You shall not make of me your prey | F |
| Sit there like a knave in fetters ' | - |
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| The knight when she had served soe | X |
| He fretted fum'd and grumbled | F |
| For he could neither stand nor goe | Q |
| But like a cripple tumbled | F |
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| 'Farewell Sir Knight the clock strikes ten | S |
| Yet do not move nor stir sir | B |
| I'll send you my father's serving men | S |
| To pull of your boots and spurs sir | B |
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| 'This merry jest you must excuse | X |
| You are but a stingless nettle | Y |
| You'd never have stood for boots and shoes | X |
| Had you been a man of mettle ' | - |
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| All night in grievous rage he lay | F |
| Rolling upon the plain a | D |
| Next morning a shepherd past that way | F |
| Who set him right again a | D |
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| Then mounting upon his steed so tall | J |
| By hill and dale he swore a | D |
| 'I'll ride at once to her father's hall | J |
| She shall escape no more a | D |
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| 'I'll take her father by the beard | F |
| I'll challenge all her kindred | F |
| Each dastard soul shall stand affeard | F |
| My wrath shall no more be hindred ' | - |
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| He rode unto her father's house | X |
| Which every side was moated | F |
| The lady heard his furious vows | X |
| And all his vengeance noted | F |
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| Thought shee 'Sir Knight to quench your rage | Z |
| Once more I will endeavour | B |
| This water shall your fury 'swage | Z |
| Or else it shall burn for ever ' | - |
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| Then faining penitence and feare | B |
| She did invite a parley | H |
| 'Sir Knight if you'll forgive me heare | B |
| Henceforth I'll love you dearly | H |
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| 'My father he is now from home | A2 |
| And I am all alone sir | B |
| Therefore a cross the water come | B2 |
| And I am all your own sir ' | - |
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| 'False maid thou canst no more deceive | C2 |
| I scorn the treacherous bait a | D |
| If thou would'st have me thee believe | C2 |
| Now open me the gate a ' | - |
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| 'The bridge is drawn the gate is barr'd | F |
| My father he has the keys sir | B |
| But I have for my love prepar'd | F |
| A shorter way and easier | B |
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| 'Over the moate I've laid a plank | Q |
| Full seventeen feet in measure | B |
| Then step a cross to the other bank | Q |
| And there we'll take our pleasure ' | - |
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| These words she had no sooner spoke | Q |
| But strait he came tripping over | B |
| The plank was saw'd it snapping broke | Q |
| And sous'd the unhappy lover | B |
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