The Fyftene Loyes Of Maryage Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

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Somer passed and wynter well begoneA
The dayes shorte the darke nyghtes longeB
Haue taken season and brynghtnes of the sonneA
Is lytell sene and small byrdes songeB
Seldon is herde in feldes or wodes rongeB
All strength and ventue of trees and herbes soteC
Dyscendynge be from croppe in to the roteC
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And euery creature by course of kyndeC
For socoure draweth to that countre and placeD
Where for a tyme they may purchace and fyndeC
Conforte and rest abydynge after graceD
That clere Appolo with bryghtnes of his faceD
Wyll sende whan lusty ver shall come to towneA
And gyue the grounde of grene a goodly gowneA
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And Flora goddesse bothe of whyte and greneA
Her mantell large ouer all the erthe shall spredeC
Shewynge her selfe apparayled lyke a queneA
As well in feldes wodes as in medeC
Hauynge so ryche a croune vpon her hedeC
The whiche of floures shall be so fayre and bryghtC
That all the worlde shall take therof a lyghtC
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So now it is of late I was desyredC
Out of the trenche to drawe a lytell bokeE
Of xv Ioyes of whiche though I were hyredC
I can not tell and yet I vndertokeE
This entrepryse with a full pyteous lokeE
Remembrynge well the case that stode inA
Lyuynge in hope this wynter to begynA
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Some Ioyes to fynde that be in maryageB
For in my youth yet neuer acquayntaunceD
Had of them but now in myn olde aegeB
I trust my selfe to forther and auaunceD
If that in me there lacke no suffysaunceD
Whiche may dyspleasyr clerely set a parteC
I wante but all that longeth to that arteC
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yet wyll I speke though I may do no moreF
Fully purposynge in all these Ioyes to treteC
Accordynge to my purpose made to foreF
All be it so I can not well forgeteC
The payne trauayle besynes and heteC
That some men haue after they wedded beG
Because theyr wyues want humylyteC
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Who shall I pray to helpe me to endyteC
Cupyde or Uenus whiche haue me in dysdayneA
And for my feblenes in grete dyspyteC
For yeres passed may not retorne agayneA
Now may I speke and shewe in wordes playneA
Whan youth is gone and comen is stoupynge ageB
Then worldly Ioyes must go on pylgrymageB
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If I sholde praye vnto ymeneusD
The god of weddynge to helpe me in this chargeB
Then wyll he bydde me go to MorpleusD
The god of slepe for he hath wayes largeB
Whiche with his rodde of leed dooth stere his bargeB
To brynge forthe age vnto his slepy caueE
Pray hym of rest and nothynge elles craueF
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I knowe ryght well it is but vanyteC
All worldly Ioye medled with bytternesD
Therfore these fayned goddes I lete them beG
And me betake to god whose stedfastnesD
May neuer fayle neyther his sothfastnesD
Besechynge hym that for his moders sakeE
He wyll me teche his lytell boke to makeE
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And with good wyll I shall me soone applyH
This treatyse out of frenche to translateC
Of xv Ioyes and yf I myght therbyG
Purchace but one my selfe though it be lateC
I wolde be gladde for olde paynes I hateC
Trustyge to Ioye now somwhat in myn aegeB
As dooth a byrde that syngeth in a cageB
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Now to the effecte of this translacyonA
With grete desyre shortly well I procedeC
But speke I must by protestacyonA
Touchynge this mater or elles gode forbedeC
Whome I beseche lowely to be my spedeC
Praynge also eche other maner wyghtC
Take no dyspleasure with my wordes lyghtC
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Here endeth the prologue of the translatoureF
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And the prohemye of the auctour begynnethI
Myn auctour wryteth in this prohemyeJ
That many men haue trauayled here toforeF
To shewe by reason and auctoryteC
That it is grete wytte and wysdome moreF
For euery maner wyght of woman boreF
To lyue in fraunchyse at his lyberteC
Than seruaunt to hym selfe and thrall to beG
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Without constraynt but of his neclygenceD
His wyll to folowe and his vnclene delyteC
As lusty folke in theyr adolescenceD
Haue suche desyre and so grete appetyteC
On Uenus brydle for to champe and byteC
Tyll they with loue be stryken to the herteC
Wherby full oft they suffre paynes smerteC
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Unto whose reason and opynyonA
It may be sayd and answered thus agayneA
Man hath no good wytte ne entencyonA
In his yonge tyme whan nature dooth constrayneA
Sauynge in Ioyes and delytes vayneA
Of this frayle worlde vnsure and transytoryF
None other thynge is in his memoryF
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As thus whan men in youth couragyousD
With frewyll endewed and lustynesD
Of theyr desyre and mynde outragyousD
Withouten nede but of theyr folysshenesD
Frome wele to wo frome Ioye to heuynesD
Conuey them selfe from all theyr lyberteC
Nothynge content with theyr felycyteC
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For where as they may frely ryde or goE
And at theyr choyse dysporte them ouer allK
I you ensure these yonge men wyll not soE
Whan they leest wene than sodanly they fallK
And vnconstrayned make theyr bodyes thrallK
Lyke to a wyght that in to pryson depeL
Without cause all hastely dooth crepeL
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So do they oft for lacke of kyndely wytteC
And whan they be within this pryson strayteC
The gayler cometh and fast the dore dooth shytteC
Whiche is of yren stronge and in a wayteC
Helyeth oft for drede that thrugh desayteC
By nyght or day some sholde escape outC
Ryght besyly he pryeth all aboutC
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He barreth dores and maketh sure all the lockesE
The stronge boltes the fettres and the chayneA
He sercheth well the holes and the stockesE
That wo be they that lyeth in the payneA
And out therof they shall not go agayneA
But euer endure in wepynge care and soroweM
For good ne prayer shall them neuer boroweM
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And specyally men may call hym assotedC
Ferre frome reason of wysdome desolateC
That thus his tyme mysse vsed hath and dotedC
Whan he had herde suche prysoners but lateC
Wepynge waylynge and with them selfe debateC
Lyenge in pryson as he hath passed byG
And put hym selfe therin so folysshelyK
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This auctour sayth by cause mankynde delytethI
Alway to haue fraunchyse and lyberteC
Without the whiche nature of man dyspytethI
Ryght thus in playne wordes speketh heF
That many lordes grete the whiche haue beF
And lordshyppes haue be loste and ouerthroweM
For takynge fredomes frome theyr subgets loweM
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He sheweth eke in maner semblableK
That grete cytees with many an other touneA
And comyn people of mynde vnreasonableK
Haue ben dystroyed and sodaynly cast douneA
Agaynst theyr prynces takynge opynyonA
Desyrynge fredomes mo than here toforeF
Theyr elders had and thus they haue be loreF
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By reason wherof batayles grete and werreF
Haue ben and many folkes also slayneA
Syth Ihesus deyed was neuer thynge bought derreF
Whan poore subgettes on foly wyll pretayneA
Agaynst theyr prynce or elles theyr souerayneA
To moue maters not beynge obedyngeB
Suche by the lawe ben execute and shentC
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Somtyme the noble realme and men of FraunceE
Exempte were and vtterly made freF
By theyr grete prowes and valyaunceE
Of the emperours of Rome the cyteC
As of trybutes for whiche batayles haue beF
Betwene them and the Romayns longe agoM
In whiche dayes I fynde it happed soM
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Upon a tyme for cause that they ne wereF
Of fraunce in puyssaunce able to withstondeC
The grete army and the myghty powereF
Of an emperour entred in theyr londeC
But for as moche as they ne wolde be bondeC
Them were leuer go from that regyonA
Than to remayne vnder subgeccyonA
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Seruynge this emperour and trybute payL
So of hygh courage and theyr grete noblesE
All sodaynly these nobles wente awayL
Conquerynge coutrees suche was theyr worthynesE
And afterwarde retorned neuerthelesE
Home to theyr lande in grete prosperyteC
Whiche they tyll now haue holde in lyberteC
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Unto theyr owne vse prouffyte and auayleK
Wherfore folkes of many a nacyonA
Lyuynge in seruage constreyned with trauayleK
Desyred to haue theyr habytacyonA
In fraunce and there vnder domynacyonA
To lyue in wele lyberte and restC
Wherby it grewe somtyme the noblestC
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Realme of the worlde that knowen were or foundeC
Moost fayre in buyldynge and inhabyte bestC
The whiche in treasure and scyence dyde haboundeC
Then for asmoche as they be fre at leestC
Prudent in fayth in lyuynge holyestC
They sholde theyr subgets in frauchyse kepe vseE

Anonymous Olde English



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