Quia Amore Langueo Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABABBCBD EDEDDBDD FGFGGCCD BBBBBCBD HBHHFCBD HBHBBDBD IBIBBBBD BFBFFDFD BHBHHBBD HHHHHDHD HJHJJBJD CCCCCDCD CKCKKBKD BBBBBCBD BBBBBCBD| In a valley of this restles mind | A |
| I sought in mountain and in mead | B |
| Trusting a true love for to find | A |
| Upon an hill then took I heed | B |
| A voice I heard and near I yede | B |
| In great dolour complaining tho | C |
| See dear soul how my sides bleed | B |
| Quia amore langueo | D |
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| Upon this hill I found a tree | E |
| Under a tree a man sitting | D |
| From head to foot wounded was he | E |
| His hearte blood I saw bleeding | D |
| A seemly man to be a king | D |
| A gracious face to look unto | B |
| I ask egrave d why he had paining | D |
| He said Quia amore langueo | D |
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| I am true love that false was never | F |
| My sister man's soul I loved her thus | G |
| Because we would in no wise dissever | F |
| I left my kingdom glorious | G |
| I purveyed her a palace full precious | G |
| She fled I followed I loved her so | C |
| That I suffered this pain piteous | C |
| Quia amore langueo | D |
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| My fair love and my spouse bright | B |
| I saved her from beating and she hath me bet | B |
| I clothed her in grace and heavenly light | B |
| This bloody shirt she hath on me set | B |
| For longing of love yet would I not let | B |
| Sweete strokes are these lo | C |
| I have loved her ever as I her het | B |
| Quia amore langueo | D |
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| I crowned her with bliss and she me with thorn | H |
| I led her to chamber and she me to die | B |
| I brought her to worship and she me to scorn | H |
| I did her reverence and she me villany | H |
| To love that loveth is no maistry | F |
| Her hate made never my love her foe | C |
| Ask me then no question why | B |
| Quia amore langueo | D |
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| Look unto mine handes man | H |
| These gloves were given me when I her sought | B |
| They be not white but red and wan | H |
| Embroidered with blood my spouse them brought | B |
| They will not off I loose hem nought | B |
| I woo her with hem wherever she go | D |
| These hands for her so friendly fought | B |
| Quia amore langueo | D |
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| Marvel not man though I sit still | I |
| See love hath shod me wonder strait | B |
| Buckled my feet as was her will | I |
| With sharpe nails well thou may'st wait | B |
| In my love was never desait | B |
| All my membres I have opened her to | B |
| My body I made her herte's bait | B |
| Quia amore langueo | D |
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| In my side I have made her nest | B |
| Look in how weet a wound is here | F |
| This is her chamber here shall she rest | B |
| That she and I may sleep in fere | F |
| Here may she wash if any filth were | F |
| Here is seat for all her woe | D |
| Come when she will she shall have cheer | F |
| Quia amore langueo | D |
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| I will abide till she be ready | B |
| I will her sue if she say nay | H |
| If she be retchless I will be greedy | B |
| If she be dangerous I will her pray | H |
| If she weep then bide I ne may | H |
| Mine arms ben spread to clip her me to | B |
| Cry once I come now soul assay | B |
| Quia amore langueo | D |
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| Fair love let us go play | H |
| Apples ben ripe in my gardayne | H |
| I shall thee clothe in a new array | H |
| Thy meat shall be milk honey and wine | H |
| Fair love let us go dine | H |
| Thy sustenance is in my crippe lo | D |
| Tarry thou not my fair spouse mine | H |
| Quia amore langueo | D |
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| If thou be foul I shall thee make clean | H |
| If thou be sick I shall thee heal | J |
| If thou mourn ought I shall thee mene | H |
| Why wilt thou not fair love with me deal | J |
| Foundest thou ever love so leal | J |
| What wilt thou soul that I shall do | B |
| I may not unkindly thee appeal | J |
| Quia amore langueo | D |
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| What shall I do now with my spouse | C |
| But abide her of my gentleness | C |
| Till that she look out of her house | C |
| Of fleshly affection love mine she is | C |
| Her bed is made her bolster is bliss | C |
| Her chamber is chosen is there none mo | D |
| Look out on me at the window of kindeness | C |
| Quia amore langueo | D |
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| My love is in her chamber hold your peace | C |
| Make ye no noise but let her sleep | K |
| My babe I would not were in disease | C |
| I may not hear my dear child weep | K |
| With my pap I shall her keep | K |
| Ne marvel ye not though I tend her to | B |
| This wound in my side had ne'er be so deep | K |
| But Quia amore langueo | D |
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| Long thou for love never so high | B |
| My love is more than thine may be | B |
| Thou weepest thou gladdest I sit thee by | B |
| Yet wouldst thou once love look unto me | B |
| Should I always feede thee | B |
| With children meat Nay love not so | C |
| I will prove thy love with adversit egrave | B |
| Quia amore langueo | D |
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| Wax not weary mine own wife | B |
| What mede is aye to live in comfort | B |
| In tribulation I reign more rife | B |
| Ofter times than in disport | B |
| In weal and in woe I am aye to support | B |
| Mine own wife go not me fro | C |
| Thy mede is marked when thou art mort | B |
| Quia amore langueo | D |
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