The Not-browne Mayd Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: ABCBDBBBCBEF GGHGCGBGIBG CJCJBJKJGBC K DCLCMCLCJBG K GLGLKLLLGBL K CBGBGGLGJGG K NGGGOGGGGGL K KGGGLGGGPGG K GGGGDGGGKGL K QMQMRMGMGGG K LLGLJLRLLGL K GJOGJKJGGG K LGKGGGLGGGL K KGGGJGGGRGG K GGGGGGRGRGL K JGLGJGGGKGG K JGGGGGGGGGL K JKGGJKGKLGG K JKJGGKGGGGL K LGJGJGLGGGG K LLGSKGJKGGL K G

'Be it ryght or wrong these men amongA
On women do complayneB
Affyrmynge this how that it isC
A labour spent in vayneB
To love them wele for never a deleD
They love a man agayneB
For late a man do what he canB
Theyr favour to attayneB
Yet yf a newe do them persueC
Theyr furst true lover thanB
Laboureth for nought for from her thoughtE
He is a banyshed man 'F
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'I say nat nay but that all dayG
It is bothe writ and saydG
That woman's faith is as who saythH
All utterly decaydG
But neverthelesse ryght good wytnesseC
In this case might be laydG
That they love true and continueB
Recorde the Not Brown MaydeG
Which when her love came her to proveI
To her to make his moneB
Wolde nat depart for in her hartG
She loved but hym alone '-
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'Than betwaine us late us dyscusC
What was all the manereJ
Betwayne them two we wyll alsoC
Telle all the payne and fereJ
That she was in Nowe I begynB
So that ye me answereJ
Wherefore all ye that present beK
I pray you gyve an eareJ
I am the knyght I come by nyghtG
As secret as I canB
Sayinge 'Alas thus standeth the caseC
I am a banyshed man ''-
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SheK
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And I your wyll for to fulfyllD
In this wyll nat refuseC
Trustyng to shewe in wordes feweL
That men have an yll useC
To theyr own shame women to blameM
And causelesse them accuseC
Therfore to you I answere noweL
All women to excuseC
'Myn own hart dere with you what chereJ
I pray you telle anoneB
For in my mynde of al mankyndeG
I love but you alone '-
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'It standeth so a dede is doG
Whereof grete harme shall groweL
My destiny is for to dyG
A shamefull deth I troweL
Or elles to fle the one must beK
None other way I knoweL
But to withdrawe as an outlaweL
And take me to my boweL
Wherefore adue my owne hart trueG
None other rede I canB
For I must to the grene wode goL
Alone a banyshed man '-
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'O Lord what is thys worldys blysseC
That changeth as the moneB
My somers day in lusty MayG
Is derked before the noneB
I here you saye farewell Nay nayG
We depart nat so soneG
Why say ye so wheder wyll ye goL
Alas what have ye doneG
All my welfare to sorrowe and careJ
Sholde chaunge yf ye were goneG
For in my mynde of all mankyndeG
I love but you alone '-
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'I can beleve it shall you greveN
And somewhat you dystrayneG
But aftyrwarde your paynes hardeG
Within a day or twayneG
Shall sone aslake and ye shall takeO
Comfort to you agayneG
Why sholde ye ought for to make thoughtG
Your labur were in vayneG
And thus I do and pray you toG
As hartely as I canG
For I must to the grene wode goL
Alone a banyshed man '-
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SheK
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'Now syth that ye have shewed to meK
The secret of your myndeG
I shall be playne to you agayneG
Lyke as ye shall me fyndeG
Syth it is so that ye wyll goL
I wolle not leve behyndeG
Shall never be sayd the Not browne MaydG
Was to her love unkyndeG
Make you redy for so am IP
Although it were anoneG
For in my mynd of all mankyndeG
I love but you alone '-
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'Yet I you rede to take good hedeG
What men wyll thynke and sayG
Of yonge and olde it shall be toldeG
That ye be gone awayG
Your wanton wyll for to fulfillD
In grene wode you to playG
And that ye myght from your delyghtG
No lenger make delayG
Rather than ye sholde thus for meK
Be called an yll womanG
Yet wolde I to the grene wode goL
Alone a banyshed man '-
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'Though it be songe of olde and yongeQ
That I sholde be to blameM
Theyrs be the charge that speke so largeQ
In hurtynge of my nameM
For I wyll prove that faythfulle loveR
It is devoyd of shameM
In your dystresse and hevynesseG
To part with you the sameM
And sure all tho that do not soG
True lovers are they noneG
For in my mynde of al mankyndeG
I love but you alone '-
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'I counceyle you remember howeL
It is no maydens laweL
Nothynge to dout but to renne outG
To wode with an outlaweL
For ye must there in your hand bereJ
A bowe redy to draweL
And as a thefe thus must ye lyveR
Ever in drede and aweL
Whereby to you grete harme myght groweL
Yet I had lever thanG
That I had to the grene wode goL
Alone a banyshed man '-
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'I thinke nat nay but as ye sayG
It is no maydens loreJ
But love may make me for your sakeO
To come on fote to hunt and shoteG
To gete us mete in storeJ
For so that I your companyK
May have I aske no moreJ
From which to part it maketh my hartG
As colde as ony stoneG
For in my mynde of all mankyndeG
I love but you alone '-
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'For an outlawe this is the laweL
That men hym take and byndeG
Without pyte hanged to beK
And waver with the wyndeG
If I had nede as God forbedeG
What rescous could ye findeG
Forsoth I trowe ye and your boweL
For fere wolde drawe behyndeG
And no merveyle for lytel avayleG
Were in your counceyle thanG
Wherefore I wyll to the grene wode goeL
Alone a banyshed man '-
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'Ryght wele knowe ye that women beK
But feble for to fyghtG
No womanhede it is indedeG
To be bolde as a knyghtG
Yet in suche fere yf that ye wereJ
With enemyes day and nyghtG
I wolde withstande wyth bowe in handeG
To greve them as I myghtG
And you to save as women haveR
From dethe 'men' many oneG
For in my mynde of al mankyndeG
I love but you alone '-
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'Yet take gude hede for ever I dredeG
That ye coude nat sustayneG
The thornie wayes the depe valeiesG
The snowe the frost the rayneG
The colde the hete for dry or weteG
We must lodge on the playneG
And us above none other rofeR
But a brake bush or twayneG
Which sone sholde greve you I beleveR
And ye wolde gladly thanG
That I had to the grene wode goeL
Alone a banyshed man '-
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'Syth I have here bene partynereJ
With you of joy and blysseG
I must also parte of your woL
Endure as reson isG
Yet am I sure of one pleasureJ
And shortely it is thisG
That where ye be me seemeth pardeG
I coude nat fare amysseG
Without more speche I you besecheK
That we were soon agoneG
For in my mynde of all mankyndeG
I love but you alone '-
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'If ye goo thyder ye must consyderJ
When ye have lust to dyneG
There shal no mete be for you geteG
Nor drinke bere ale ne wyneG
Ne shetes clene to lye betweneG
Made of threde and twyneG
None other house but leves and bowesG
To cover your hed and myneG
O myne harte swete this evyll dyeteG
Sholde make you pale and wanG
Wherefore I wyll to the grene wode goL
Alone a banyshed man '-
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'Among the wylde dere such an archereJ
As men say that ye beK
Ne may nat fayle of good vitayleG
Where is so grete plenteG
And water clere of the ryvereJ
Shall be full swete to meK
With which in hele I shall ryght weleG
Endure as ye shal seeK
And or we go a bedde or twoL
I can provyde anoneG
For in my mynde of all mankyndeG
I love but you alone '-
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'Lo yet before ye must do moreJ
Yf ye wyll go with meK
As cut your here up by your ereJ
Your kyrtel by the kneG
With bowe in hande for to withstandeG
Your enemyes yf nede beK
And this same nyght before daylyghtG
To wode warde wyll I fleG
Yf ye wyll all this fulfillG
Do it shortely as ye canG
Els wyll I to the grene wode goeL
Alone a banyshed man '-
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'I shall as nowe do more for youL
Than longeth to womanhedeG
To shorte my here a bow to bereJ
To shote in tyme of nedeG
O my sweet mother before all otherJ
For you have I most dredeG
But now adue I must ensueL
Where Fortune doth me ledeG
All this make ye and let us fleG
The day cometh fast uponG
For in my mynde of all mankyndeG
I love but you alone '-
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'Nay nay nat so ye shall nat goL
And I shall tell ye whyL
Your appetyght is to be lyghtG
Of love I wele espieS
For lyke as ye have sayed to meK
In lyke wyse hardelyG
Ye wolde answere whosoever it wereJ
In way of companyK
It is sayd of olde Sone hote sone coldeG
And so is a womanG
Wherefore I to the wode wyll goeL
Alone a banyshed man '-
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'Yf ye take hede it is no nedeG

Anonymous Olde English



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