The Libelle Of Englyshe Polycye Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

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Here beginneth the Prologe of the processe of the Libelle of Englyshe polycye exhortynge alle Englande to kepe the see enviroun and namelye the narowe see shewynge whate profete commeth thereof and also whate worshype and salvacione to Englande and to alle Englyshe menneA
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The trewe processe of Englysh polycyeB
Of utterwarde to kepe thys regne in restC
Of oure England that no man may denyeB
Ner say of soth but it is one the bestC
Is thys as who seith south north est and westC
Cheryshe marchandyse kepe thamyralteC
That we bee maysteres of the narowe seeD
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For Sigesmonde the grete EmperoureE
Whyche yet regneth whan he was in this londeC
Wyth kynge Herry the vte prince of honoureE
Here moche glorye as hym thought he foundeC
A myghty londe whyche hadde take on hondeC
To werre in Fraunce and make mortaliteC
And ever well kept rounde aboute the seeD
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And to the kynge thus he seyde 'My brothere'E
Whan he perceyved too townes Calys and DovereE
'Of alle youre townes to chese of one and otherE
To kepe the see and sone for to come overeE
To werre oughtwardes and youre regne to recovereE
Kepe these too townes sure to youre magesteC
As youre tweyne eyne to kepe the narowe see'D
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For if this see be kepte in tyme of werreE
Who cane here passe withought daunger and wooF
Who may eschape who may myschef dyfferreE
What marchaundy may forby be agooG
For nedes hem muste take truse every fooF
Flaundres and Spayne and othere trust to meD
Or ellis hyndered alle for thys narowe seeD
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Therfore I caste me by a lytell wrytingeH
To shewe att eye thys conclusioneA
For concyens and for myne acquytyngeH
Ayenst God and ageyne abusyonA
And cowardyse and to oure enmyes confusioneA
For iiij thynges oure noble sheueth to meD
Kyng shype and swerde and pouer of the seeD
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Where bene oure shippes where bene oure swerdes becomeI
Owre enmyes bid for the shippe sette a shepeJ
Allas oure reule halteth hit is benomeI
Who dare weel say that lordeshype shulde take kepeJ
I wolle asaye thoughe myne herte gynne to wepeJ
To do thys werke yf we wole ever theK
For verry shame to kepe aboute the seeD
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Shall any prynce what so be hys nameI
Wheche hathe nobles moche lyche to ouresD
Be lorde of see and Flemmynges to oure blameI
Stoppe us take us and so make fade the flouresD
Of Englysshe state and disteyne oure honnouresD
For cowardyse allas hit shulde so beD
Therfore I gynne to wryte now of the seeD
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Of the commodytees of Spayne and of Flaundres The fyrste chapitleL
Knowe welle all men that profites in certayneA
Commodytes called commynge oute of SpayneA
And marchandy who so wyll wete what that isD
Bene fygues raysyns wyne bastarde and datesD
And lycorys Syvyle oyle and also grayneA
Whyte Castell sope and wax is not in vayneA
Iren wolle wadmole gotefel kydefel alsoD
For poyntmakers full nedefull be the ijH
Saffron quiksilver wheche Spaynes marchandyC
Is into Flaundres shypped full craftylyeB
Unto Bruges as to here staple fayreE
The havene of Sluse they have for here repayreE
Wheche is cleped the Swyne thro shyppes gydyngeH
Where many wessell and fayre arne abydyngeH
But these merchandes wyth there shyppes greetC
And suche chaffare as they bye and getteC
By the weyes most nede take one hondeC
By the costes to passe of oure EnglondeC
Betwyxt Dover and Calys thys is no douteC
Who can weell ellis suche matere bringe abouteC
And whenne these seyde marchauntz discharged beD
Of marchaundy in Flaundres neere the seeD
Than they be charged agayn wyth marchaundyC
That to Flaundres longeth full rychelyeB
Fyne clothe of Ipre that named is better than ouresD
Cloothe of Curtryke fyne cloothe of all coloursD
Moche fustyane and also lynen clootheK
But ye Flemmyngis yf ye be not wrotheK
The grete substaunce of youre cloothe at the fulleL
Ye wot ye make hit of oure Englissh wolleL
Thanne may hit not synke in mannes brayneA
But that hit most this marchaundy of SpayneA
Bothe oute and inne by oure coostes passeD
He that seyth nay in wytte is lyche an asseD
Thus if thys see werre kepte I dare well sayneA
Wee shulde have pease with tho growndes tweyneA
For Spayne and Flaundres is as yche othere brothereE
And nethere may well lyve wythowghten othereE
They may not lyven to mayntene there degreesD
Wythoughten oure Englysshe commodyteesD
Wolle and tynne for the wolle of EnglondeC
Susteyneth the comons Flemmynges I understondeC
Thane yf Englonde wolde hys wolle restreyneA
Frome Flaundres thys foloweth in certayneA
Flaundres of nede muste wyth us have peaseD
Or ellis he is distroyde wythowghten leesD
Also yef Flaundres thus distroyed beeD
Some marchaundy of Spayne wolle nevere itheK
For distroyed hit is and as in cheffeF
The wolle of Spayne hit cometh not to preffeF
But if it be tosed and menged wellL
Amonges Englysshe wolle the gretter delleL
For Spayneshe wolle in Flaundres draped isD
And evere hath be that mene have mynde of thisD
And yet woll is one the cheffe marchaundyC
That longeth to Spayne who so woll aspyeB
Hit is of lytell valeue trust unto meD
Wyth Englysshe woll but if it menged beD
Thus if the see be kepte then herkene hedereE
Yf these ij londes comene not togedereE
So that the flete of Flaundres passe noughtC
That in the narowe see it be not broughtC
Into the Rochell to feche the fumose wyneA
Nere into Britounse bay for salt so fyneA
What is than Spayne what is Flaundres alsoD
As who seyth nought there thryfte is alle agoD
For the lytell londe of Flaundres isD
But a staple to other londes iwysD
And all that groweth in Flaundres greyn and sedeC
May not a moneth fynde hem mete of bredeC
What hath thenne Flaundres be Flemmynges leffe or lotheK
But a lytell madere and Flemmyshe clootheK
By draperinge of oure wolle in substaunceD
Lyvene here comons this is here governaunceD
Wythoughten whyche they may not leve at easeD
Thus moste hem sterve or wyth us most have peasseD
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Of the commoditees of Portingalle The ij capitleL
The marchaundy also of PortyngaleL
To dyverse londes torneth into saleL
Portyngalers wyth us have trought on handeC
Whose marchaundy cometh muche into EnglandeC
They bene oure frendes wyth there commoditezD
And wee Englysshe passen into there countreesD
Here londe hathe oyle wyne osey wex and greyneA
Fygues reysyns hony and cordeweyneA
Dates and salt hydes and suche marchaundyC
And if they wolde to Flaundres passe forth byeB
They schulde not be suffrede ones ner twyesD
For supportynge of oure cruell enmyesD
That is to saye Flemmynges wyth here gyleL
For chaungeable they are in lytel whyleL
Than I conclude by resons many mooI
Yf wee sufferede nethere frende nere fooI
What for enmyes and so supportyngeH
To passe forby us in tyme of werryngeH
Sethe oure frendys woll not bene in causseD
Of oure hyndrenge yf reason lede thys clausseD
Than nede frome Flaundres pease of us be soughtC
And othere londes shulde seche pease doute noughtC
For Flaundres is staple as men tell meD
To alle nacyons of CrystianteC
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The commodytes of Pety Brytayne wyth here revers on the see The iij capitleL
Forthermore to wryten I hame fayneA
Somwhate spekynge of the Lytell BretayneA
Commodite therof there is and wasD
Salt and wynes crestclothe and canvasseD
And the londe of Flaunderes sekerlyL
Is the staple of there marchaundyC
Wheche marchaundy may not passe aweyF
But by the coste of Englonde this is no nayA
And of thys Bretayn who so trewth levysD
Are the gretteste rovers and the gretteste thevysD
That have bene in the see many a yereE
And that oure marchauntes have bowght alle to dereE
For they have take notable gode of ouresD
On thys seyde see these false coloured peloursD
Called of Seynt Malouse and elles whereE
Wheche to there duke none obeysaunce woll bereE
Wyth suche colours we have bene hindred soreE
And fayned pease is called no werre hereforeE
Thus they have bene in dyverse costes manyeB
Of oure England mo than reherse can IB
In Northfolke coostes and othere places abouteC
And robbed and brente and slayne by many a routteC
And they have also raunsouned toune by touneA
That into theK

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