Le Testament: Ballade: -item: Donne A Ma Povre Mere' Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: A BCDCCEFE A GHEHECCICI CACCCACICI AJAJJACICI CCCIKCI| lt i gt Item lt i gt | A |
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| This I give to my poor mother | B |
| As a prayer now to our Mistress | C |
| She who bore bitter pain for me | D |
| God knows and also much sadness | C |
| I've no other castle or fortress | C |
| That my body and soul can summon | E |
| When I'm faced with life's distress | F |
| Nor has my mother poor woman | E |
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| Ballade | A |
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| Lady of Heaven earthly queen | G |
| Empress of the infernal regions | H |
| Receive me a humble Christian | E |
| To live among the chosen ones | H |
| Though I'm worth less than anyone | E |
| Your grace my Lady and Mistress | C |
| Is greater than my sinfulness | C |
| Grace without which I tell no lie | I |
| None deserve their blessedness | C |
| In this faith let me live and die | I |
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| Say to your Son that I am His | C |
| Through Him all my sins are lost | A |
| Forgive me as Mary Egypt was | C |
| Or so they say Theophilus | C |
| Who by your grace was still blameless | C |
| Though he vowed the Devil a guest | A |
| Protect me always from like excess | C |
| Virgin who bore without a cry | I |
| Christ whom we celebrate at Mass | C |
| In this faith let me live and die | I |
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| I am a woman poor and old | A |
| I can neither read nor spell | J |
| At Mass in church here I behold | A |
| A painted Heaven with harps a Hell | J |
| Where the damned are boiled as well | J |
| One gives me joy one strikes me cold | A |
| Grant me the joy Great Goddess | C |
| On whom all sinners must rely | I |
| Fill me with faith and no slackness | C |
| In this faith let me live and die | I |
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| V irgin you bore O High Princess | C |
| I ssue whose kingdom is endless | C |
| L ord who took on a littleness | C |
| L ike ours to save us left the sky | I |
| O ffering his lovely youth to death | K |
| N ow such is our Lord such we confess | C |
| In this faith let me live and die | I |
Franaois Villon
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