Dialogue In Verse Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: ABACDEDE DEDE FGFG HEIE JKLK MNMN OPQP IAIA RSSSG GJGJ GTG TGUGU VJVJ EWEWGG HGIGGG N NXX YYZZ

Jack Seest thou not yon farmer's sonA
He hath stoln my love from me alasB
What shall I do I am undoneA
My heart will ne'er be as it wasC
O but he gives her gay gold ringsD
And tufted gloves for holidayE
And many other goodly thingsD
That hath stoln my love awayE
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Friend Let him give her gay gold ringsD
Or tufted gloves were they ne'er so gayE
F or were her lovers lords or kingsD
They should not carry the wench awayE
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Jack But 'a dances wonders wellF
And with his dances stole her love from meG
Yet she wont to say I bore the bellF
For dancing and for courtesyG
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Dick Fie lusty younker what do you hereH
Not dancing on the green to dayE
For Pierce the farmer's son I fearI
Is like to carry your wench awayE
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Jack Good Dick bid them all come hitherJ
And tell Pierce from me besideK
That if he thinks to have the wenchL
Here he stands shall lie with the brideK
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Dick Fie Nan why use thy old lover soM
For any other new come guestN
Thou long time his love did knowM
Why shouldst thou not use him bestN
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Nan Bonny Dick I will not forsakeO
My bonny Rowland for any goldP
If he can dance as well as PierceQ
He shall have my heart in holdP
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Pierce Why then my hearts let's to this gearI
And by dancing I may wonA
My Nan whose love I hold so dearI
As any realm under the sunA
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Gentleman Then gentles ere I speed from henceR
I will be so bold to danceS
A turn or two without offenceS
For as I was walking along by chanceS
I was told you did agreeG
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Friend 'Tis true good sir and this is sheG
Hopes your worship comes not to crave herJ
For she hath lovers two or threeG
And he that dances best must have herJ
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Gentleman How say you sweet will you dance with meG
And you shall have both land and hillT
My love shall want nor gold nor feeG
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Nan I thank you sir for your good willT
But one of these my love must beG
I'm but a homely country maidU
And far unfit for your degreeG
To dance with you I am afraidU
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Friend Take her good sir by the handV
As she is fairest were she fairerJ
By this dance you shall understandV
He that can win her is like to wear herJ
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Fool And saw you not my Nan to dayE
My mother's maid have you not seenW
My pretty Nan is gone awayE
To seek her love upon the greenW
I cannot see her 'mong so manyG
She shall have me if she have anyG
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Nan Welcome sweetheart and welcome hereH
Welcome my true love now to meG
This is my love and my darling dearI
And that my husband soon must beG
And boy when thou com'st home thou'lt seeG
Thou art as welcome home as heG
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Gentleman Why how now sweet Nan I hope you jestN
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Nan No by my troth I love the fool the bestN
And if you be jealous God give you good nightX
I fear you're a gelding you caper so lightX
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Gentleman I thought she had jested and meant but a fableY
But now do I see she hath play 'd with his bableY
I wish all my friends by me to take heedZ
That a fool come not near you when you mean to speedZ

Christopher Marlowe



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