The Nutbrown Maid Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: A B C D E FAGADAAAHAIA JJKJHJAJCAJA HCHCACICJAHA DHLHMHLHCAJA JLJLILDLLAJA HAJAJJJJCJJJ CJJJNJJJJJJJ IJJJJJJJOJJJ JHJJJJJJIJJJ PMPMJMHMHJJJ LLJLCLQLHJJJ QCNCJCICJIJI LJIJJJLJJIJI IJJJCJJJRIJI JIHIJICIJIJI CHJHCHJHSIJI CIJIIIHIJIJI CIJJCIJIJIJI CICIJIJIIIJI JJCJCJJJIIJI JJJTIICIJIJI JIJJCIJIIIJI JJJJIJJJJIJI IJJJIJJJJIJI JJJJIJKJHIJI JIJIJIIIJIJI IJUJJJKJJIJI IIIIJIIIHIJI JPJPJPPPJIII IIIIJIKIJIJI| The Text is from Arnold's Chronicle of the edition which from typographical evidence is said to have been printed at Antwerp in by John Doesborowe Each stanza is there printed in six long lines Considerable variations appear in later editions There is also a Balliol MS which contains a contemporary version and the Percy Folio contains a corrupt version | A |
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| This should not be considered as a ballad proper it is rather a 'dramatic lyric ' Its history however is quite as curious as that of many ballads It occurs as stated above in the farrago known as the Chronicle of Richard Arnold inserted between a list of the 'tolls' due on merchandise entering or leaving the port of Antwerp and a table giving Flemish weights and moneys in terms of the corresponding English measures Why such a poem should be printed in such incongruous surroundings what its date or who its author was are questions impossible to determine Its position here is perhaps almost as incongruous as in its original place | B |
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| From to the end of the last verse but one it is a dialogue between an earl's son and a baron's daughter in alternate stanzas a prologue and an epilogue are added by the author | C |
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| Matthew Prior printed the poem in his works in order to contrast it with his own version Henry and Emma which appealed to contemporary taste as more elegant than its rude original | D |
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| THE NUTBROWN MAID | E |
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| Be it right or wrong these men among | F |
| On women do complaine | A |
| Affermyng this how that it is | G |
| A labour spent in vaine | A |
| To loue them wele for neuer a dele | D |
| They loue a man agayne | A |
| For lete a man do what he can | A |
| Ther fouour to attayne | A |
| Yet yf a newe to them pursue | H |
| Ther furst trew louer than | A |
| Laboureth for nought and from her though t | I |
| He is a bannisshed man | A |
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| I say not nay bat that all day | J |
| It is bothe writ and sayde | J |
| That womans fayth is as who saythe | K |
| All utterly decayed | J |
| But neutheles right good wytnes | H |
| In this case might be layde | J |
| That they loue trewe and contynew | A |
| Recorde the Nutbrowne maide | J |
| Which from her loue whan her to proue | C |
| He cam to make his mone | A |
| Wolde not departe for in her herte | J |
| She louyd but hym allone | A |
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| Than betwene us lete us discusse | H |
| What was all the maner | C |
| Betwene them too we wyll also | H |
| Tell all they payne in fere | C |
| That she was in now I begynne | A |
| Soo that ye me answere | C |
| Wherfore ye that present be | I |
| I pray you geue an eare | C |
| I am the knyght I cum be nyght | J |
| As secret as I can | A |
| Sayng alas thus stondyth the cause | H |
| I am a bannisshed man | A |
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| And I your wylle for to fulfylle | D |
| In this wyl not refuse | H |
| Trusting to shewe in wordis fewe | L |
| That men haue an ille use | H |
| To ther owne shame wymen to blame | M |
| And causeles them accuse | H |
| Therfore to you I answere nowe | L |
| All wymen to excuse | H |
| Myn owne hert dere with you what chiere | C |
| I prey you tell anoon | A |
| For in my mynde of all mankynde | J |
| I loue but you allon | A |
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| It stondith so a dede is do | J |
| Wherfore moche harme shal growe | L |
| My desteny is for to dey | J |
| A shamful dethe I trowe | L |
| Or ellis to flee the ton must bee | I |
| None other wey I knowe | L |
| But to withdrawe as an outlaw | D |
| And take me to my bowe | L |
| Wherefore adew my owne hert trewe | L |
| None other red I can | A |
| For I muste to the grene wode goo | J |
| Alone a bannysshed man | A |
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| O Lorde what is this worldis blisse | H |
| That chaungeth as the mone | A |
| My somers day in lusty may | J |
| Is derked before the none | A |
| I here you saye farwel nay nay | J |
| We depart not soo sone | J |
| Why say ye so wheder wyll ye goo | J |
| Alas what haue ye done | J |
| Alle my welfare to sorow and care | C |
| Shulde chaunge yf ye were gon | J |
| For in my mynde of all mankynde | J |
| I loue but you alone | J |
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| I can beleue it shal you greue | C |
| And somwhat you distrayne | J |
| But aftyrwarde your paynes harde | J |
| Within a day or tweyne | J |
| Shall sone aslake and ye shall take | N |
| Comfort to you agayne | J |
| Why shuld ye nought for to make thought | J |
| Your labur were in vayne | J |
| And thus I do and pray you loo | J |
| As hertely as I can | J |
| For I must too the grene wode goo | J |
| Alone a banysshed man | J |
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| Now syth that ye haue shewed to me | I |
| The secret of your mynde | J |
| I shalbe playne to you agayne | J |
| Lyke as ye shal me fynde | J |
| Syth it is so that ye wyll goo | J |
| I wol not leue behynde | J |
| Shall neuer be sayd the Nutbrowne mayd | J |
| Was to her loue unkind | J |
| Make you redy for soo am I | O |
| All though it were anoon | J |
| For in my mynde of all mankynde | J |
| I loue but you alone | J |
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| Yet I you rede take good hede | J |
| Whan men wyl thynke and sey | H |
| Of yonge and olde it shalbe tolde | J |
| That ye be gone away | J |
| Your wanton wylle for to fulfylle | J |
| In grene wood you to play | J |
| And that ye myght from your delyte | J |
| Noo lenger make delay | J |
| Rather than ye shuld thus for me | I |
| Be called an ylle woman | J |
| Yet wolde I to the grene wodde goo | J |
| Alone a banyshed man | J |
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| Though it be songe of olde and yonge | P |
| That I shuld be to blame | M |
| Theirs be the charge that speke so large | P |
| In hurting of my name | M |
| For I wyl proue that feythful loue | J |
| It is deuoyd of shame | M |
| In your distresse and heuynesse | H |
| To parte wyth you the same | M |
| And sure all thoo that doo not so | H |
| Trewe louers ar they noon | J |
| But in my mynde of all mankynde | J |
| I loue but you alone | J |
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| I councel yow remembre howe | L |
| It is noo maydens lawe | L |
| Nothing to dought but to renne out | J |
| To wod with an outlawe | L |
| For ye must there in your hande bere | C |
| A bowe to bere and drawe | L |
| And as a theef thus must ye lyeue | Q |
| Euer in drede and awe | L |
| By whiche to yow gret harme myght grow | H |
| Yet had I leuer than | J |
| That I had too the grenewod goo | J |
| Alone a banysshyd man | J |
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| I thinke not nay but as ye saye | Q |
| It is noo maydens lore | C |
| But loue may make me for your sake | N |
| As ye haue said before | C |
| To com on fote to hunte and shote | J |
| To gete us mete and store | C |
| For soo that I your company | I |
| May haue I aske noo more | C |
| From whiche to parte it makith myn herte | J |
| As colde as ony ston | I |
| For in my mynde of all mankynde | J |
| I loue but you alone | I |
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| For an outlawe this is the lawe | L |
| That men hym take and binde | J |
| Wythout pytee hanged to bee | I |
| And wauer with the wynde | J |
| Yf I had neede as God forbede | J |
| What rescous coude ye finde | J |
| Forsothe I trowe you and your bowe | L |
| Shuld drawe for fere behynde | J |
| And noo merueyle for lytel auayle | J |
| Were in your councel than | I |
| Wherfore I too the woode wyl goo | J |
| Alone a banysshd man | I |
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| Ful wel knowe ye that wymen bee | I |
| Ful febyl for to fyght | J |
| Noo womanhed is it in deede | J |
| To bee bolde as a knight | J |
| Yet in suche fere yf that ye were | C |
| Amonge enemys day and nyght | J |
| I wolde wythstonde with bowe in hande | J |
| To greue them as I myght | J |
| And you to saue as wymen haue | R |
| From deth many one | I |
| For in my mynde of all mankynde | J |
| I loue but you alone | I |
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| Yet take good hede for euer I drede | J |
| That ye coude not sustein | I |
| The thorney wayes the depe valeis | H |
| The snowe the frost the reyn | I |
| The colde the hete for drye or wete | J |
| We must lodge on the playn | I |
| And us abowe noon other roue | C |
| But a brake bussh or twayne | I |
| Which sone shulde greue you I beleue | J |
| And ye wolde gladly than | I |
| That I had too the grenewode goo | J |
| Alone a banysshyd man | I |
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| Syth I haue here ben partynere | C |
| With you of joy and blysse | H |
| I must also parte of your woo | J |
| Endure as reason is | H |
| Yet am I sure of oon plesure | C |
| And shortly it is this | H |
| That where ye bee me semeth perde | J |
| I coude not fare amysse | H |
| Wythout more speche I you beseche | S |
| That we were soon agone | I |
| For in my mynde of all mankynde | J |
| I loue but you alone | I |
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| Yef ye goo thedyr ye must consider | C |
| Whan ye haue lust to dyne | I |
| Ther shal no mete before to gete | J |
| Nor drinke beer ale ne wine | I |
| Ne shetis clene to lye betwene | I |
| Made of thred and twyne | I |
| Noon other house but leuys and bowes | H |
| To keuer your hed and myn | I |
| Loo myn herte swete this ylle dyet | J |
| Shuld make you pale and wan | I |
| Wherfore I to the wood wyl goo | J |
| Alone a banysshid man | I |
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| Amonge the wylde dere suche an archier | C |
| As men say that ye bee | I |
| Ne may not fayle of good vitayle | J |
| Where is so grete plente | J |
| And watir cleere of the ryuere | C |
| Shalbe ful swete to me | I |
| Wyth whiche in hele I shal right wele | J |
| Endure as ye shal see | I |
| And or we goo a bed or twoo | J |
| I can prouide anoon | I |
| For in my mynde of all mankynde | J |
| I loue but you alone | I |
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| Loo yet before ye must doo more | C |
| Yf ye wyl goo with me | I |
| As cutte your here up by your ere | C |
| Your kirtel by the knee | I |
| Wyth bowe in hande for to withstonde | J |
| Your enmys yf nede bee | I |
| And this same nyght before daylyght | J |
| To woodwarde wyl I flee | I |
| And ye wyl all this fulfylle | I |
| Doo it shortely as ye can | I |
| Ellis wil I to the grenewode goo | J |
| Alone a banysshyd man | I |
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| I shal as now do more for you | J |
| That longeth to womanhed | J |
| To short my here a bowe to bere | C |
| To shote in tyme of nede | J |
| O my swete mod er before all other | C |
| For you haue I most drede | J |
| But now adiew I must ensue | J |
| Wher fortune duth me leede | J |
| All this make ye now lete us flee | I |
| The day cum fast upon | I |
| For in my mynde of all mankynde | J |
| I loue but you alone | I |
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| Nay nay not soo ye shal not goo | J |
| And I shal telle you why | J |
| Your appetyte is to be lyght | J |
| Of loue I wele aspie | T |
| For right as ye haue sayd to me | I |
| In lyke wyse hardely | I |
| Ye wolde answere who so euer it were | C |
| In way of company | I |
| It is sayd of olde sone hote sone colde | J |
| And so is a woman | I |
| Wherfore I too the woode wly goo | J |
| Alone a banysshid man | I |
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| Yef ye take hede yet is noo nede | J |
| Suche wordis to say by me | I |
| For ofte ye preyd and longe assayed | J |
| Or I you louid parde | J |
| And though that I of auncestry | C |
| A barons doughter bee | I |
| Yet haue you proued how I you loued | J |
| A squyer of lowe degree | I |
| And euer shal whatso befalle | I |
| To dey therfore anoon | I |
| For in my mynde of al mankynde | J |
| I loue but you alone | I |
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| A barons childe to be begyled | J |
| It were a curssed dede | J |
| To be felow with an outlawe | J |
| Almyghty God forbede | J |
| Yet bettyr were the power squyere | I |
| Alone to forest yede | J |
| Than ye shal saye another day | J |
| That be my wyked dede | J |
| Ye were betrayed wherfore good maide | J |
| The best red that I can | I |
| Is that I too the grenewode goo | J |
| Alone a banysshed man | I |
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| Whatso euer befalle I neuer shal | I |
| Of this thing you upbrayd | J |
| But yf ye goo and leue me soo | J |
| Than haue ye me betraied | J |
| Remembre you wele how that ye dele | I |
| For yf ye as the y sayd | J |
| Be so unkynde to leue behynde | J |
| Your loue the notbrowne maide | J |
| Trust me truly that I shall dey | J |
| Sone after ye be gone | I |
| For in my mynde of all mankynde | J |
| I loue but you alone | I |
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| Yef that ye went ye shulde repent | J |
| For in the forest nowe | J |
| I haue purueid me of a maide | J |
| Whom I loue more than you | J |
| Another fayrer than euer ye were | I |
| I dare it wel auowe | J |
| And of you bothe eche shulde be wrothe | K |
| With other as I trowe | J |
| It were myn ease to lyue in pease | H |
| So wyl I yf I can | I |
| Wherfore I to the wode wyl goo | J |
| Alone a banysshid man | I |
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| Though in the wood I undirstode | J |
| Ye had a paramour | I |
| All this may nought reineue my thought | J |
| But that I wil be your | I |
| And she shal fynde me soft and kynde | J |
| And curteis euery our | I |
| Glad to fulfylle all that she wylle | I |
| Commaunde me to my power | I |
| For had ye loo an hundred moo | J |
| Yet wolde I be that one | I |
| For in my mynde of all mankynde | J |
| I loue but you alone | I |
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| Myn owne dere loue I see the proue | I |
| That ye be kynde and trewe | J |
| Of mayde and wyf in al my lyf | U |
| The best that euer I knewe | J |
| Be mery and glad be no more sad | J |
| The case is chaunged newe | J |
| For it were ruthe that for your trouth | K |
| Ye shuld haue cause to rewe | J |
| Be not dismayed whatsoeuer I sayd | J |
| To you whan I began | I |
| I wyl not too the grene wod goo | J |
| I am noo banysshyd man | I |
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| This tidingis be more glad to me | I |
| Than to be made a quene | I |
| Yf I were sure they shuld endure | I |
| But it is often seen | I |
| When men wyl breke promyse they speke | J |
| The wordis on the splene | I |
| Ye shape some wyle me to begyle | I |
| And stele fro me I wene | I |
| Than were the case wurs than it was | H |
| And I more woobegone | I |
| For in my mynde of al mankynde | J |
| I loue but you alone | I |
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| Ye shal not nede further to drede | J |
| I wyl not disparage | P |
| You God defende syth you descend | J |
| Of so grete a lynage | P |
| Now understonde to Westmerlande | J |
| Whiche is my herytage | P |
| I wyl you brynge and wyth a rynge | P |
| By wey of maryage | P |
| I wyl you take and lady make | J |
| As shortly as I can | I |
| Thus haue ye wone an erles son | I |
| And not a banysshyd man | I |
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| Here may ye see that wymen be | I |
| In loue meke kinde and stable | I |
| Late neuer man repreue them than | I |
| Or calle them variable | I |
| But rather prey God that we may | J |
| To them be comfortable | I |
| Whiche somtyme prouyth suche as loueth | K |
| Yf they be charitable | I |
| For sith men wolde that wymen sholde | J |
| Be meke to them echeon | I |
| Moche more ought they to God obey | J |
| And serue but Hym alone | I |
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