Anelida And Arcite Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABABBCC AAAAADD CADAAEE D BDF AGAGGAA DFDFFAA EAEAABB BFBFFAA DHDHHII BBBJBDD CECEEKK EFEFFLL ABABBAA EAEAADD BKKKKDD BEBEEKK DA DAABB AAAAAAA DADAADC HMHMMAA ANANNEE BKBKKEE EEEEECC EDEDNAA AHAHHEE HEHEEA AEAEEMM KAKAAThou ferse god of armes Mars the rede | A |
That in the frosty contre called Trace | B |
Within thy grisly temple ful of drede | A |
Honoured art as patroun of that place | B |
With thy Bellona Pallas ful of grace | B |
Be present and my song contynue and guye | C |
At my begynnyng thus to the I crye | C |
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For hit ful depe is sonken in my mynde | A |
With pitous hert in Englyssh to endyte | A |
This olde storie in Latyn which I fynde | A |
Of quene Anelida and fals Arcite | A |
That elde which that al can frete and bite | A |
As hit hath freten mony a noble storie | D |
Hath nygh devoured out of oure memorie | D |
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Be favorable eke thou Polymya | C |
On Parnaso that with thy sustres glade | A |
By Elycon not fer from Cirrea | D |
Singest with vois memorial in the shade | A |
Under the laurer which that may not fade | A |
And do that I my ship to haven wynne | E |
First folowe I Stace and after him Corynne | E |
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The Story | D |
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Iamque domos patrias Cithice post aspera gentis | B |
Prelia laurigero subeunte Thesea curru | D |
Letifici plausus missusque ad sidera vulgi | F |
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When Theseus with werres longe and grete | A |
The aspre folk of Cithe had overcome | G |
With laurer corouned in his char gold bete | A |
Hom to his contre houses is he come | G |
For which the peple blisful al and somme | G |
So cry e den that to the sterres hit wente | A |
And him to honouren dide al her entente | A |
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Beforn this duk in signe of victorie | D |
The trompes come and in his baner large | F |
The ymage of Mars and in tokenyng of glorie | D |
Men myghte sen of tresour many a charge | F |
Many a bright helm and many a spere and targe | F |
Many a fresh knyght and many a blysful route | A |
On hors on fote in al the feld aboute | A |
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Ipolita his wif the hardy quene | E |
Of Cithia that he conquered hadde | A |
With Emelye her yonge suster shene | E |
Faire in a char of gold he with him ladde | A |
That al the ground about her char she spradde | A |
With brightnesse of the beaute in her face | B |
Fulfilled of largesse and of alle grace | B |
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With his tryumphe and laurer corouned thus | B |
In al the flour of Fortunes yevynge | F |
Let I this noble prince Theseus | B |
Toward Athenes in his wey rydinge | F |
And founde I wol in shortly for to bringe | F |
The slye wey of that I gan to write | A |
Of quene Anelida and fals Arcite | A |
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Mars which that through his furious cours of ire | D |
The olde wrathe of Juno to fulfille | H |
Hath set the peples hertes bothe on fire | D |
Of Thebes and Grece everich other to kille | H |
With blody speres ne rested never stille | H |
But throng now her now ther among hem bothe | I |
That everych other slough so were they wrothe | I |
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For when Amphiorax and Tydeus | B |
Ipomedon Parthonope also | B |
Were ded and slayn proude Campaneus | B |
And when the wrecched Thebans bretheren two | J |
Were slayn and kyng Adrastus hom ago | B |
So desolat stod Thebes and so bare | D |
That no wight coude remedie of his fare | D |
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And when the olde Creon gan espye | C |
How that the blood roial was broght a doun | E |
He held the cite by his tyrannye | C |
And dyde the gentils of that regioun | E |
To ben his frendes and wonnen in the toun | E |
So what for love of him and what for awe | K |
The noble folk were to the toun idrawe | K |
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Among al these Anelida the quene | E |
Of Ermony was in that toun dwellynge | F |
That fairer was then is the sonne shene | E |
Thurghout the world so gan her name springe | F |
That her to seen had every wyght likynge | F |
For as of trouthe is ther noon her lyche | L |
Of al the women in this worlde riche | L |
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Yong was this quene of twenty yer of elde | A |
Of mydel stature and of such fairenesse | B |
That Nature had a joye her to behelde | A |
And for to speken of her stidfastnesse | B |
She passed hath Penelope and Lucresse | B |
And shortly yf she shal be comprehended | A |
In her ne myghte no thing been amended | A |
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This Theban knyght Arcite eke soth to seyn | E |
Was yong and therwithal a lusty knyght | A |
But he was double in love and no thing pleyn | E |
And subtil in that craft over any wyght | A |
And with his kunnyng wan this lady bryght | A |
For so ferforth he gan her trouthe assure | D |
That she him trusted over any creature | D |
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What shuld I seyn She loved Arcite so | B |
That when that he was absent any throwe | K |
Anon her thoghte her herte brast a two | K |
For in her sight to her he bar hym lowe | K |
So that she wende have al his hert yknowe | K |
But he was fals hit nas but feyned chere | D |
As nedeth not to men such craft to lere | D |
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But nevertheles ful mykel besynesse | B |
Had he er that he myghte his lady wynne | E |
And swor he wolde dyen for distresse | B |
Or from his wit he seyde he wolde twynne | E |
Alas the while For hit was routhe and synne | E |
That she upon his sorowes wolde rewe | K |
But nothing thinketh the fals as doth the trewe | K |
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Her fredom fond Arcite in such manere | D |
That al was his that she hath moche or lyte | A |
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Ne to no creature made she chere | D |
Ferther then that hit lyked to Arcite | A |
Ther nas no lak with which he myghte her wite | A |
She was so ferforth yeven hym to plese | B |
That al that lyked hym hit dyde her ese | B |
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Ther nas to her no maner lettre sent | A |
That touched love from any maner wyght | A |
That she ne shewed hit him er hit was brent | A |
So pleyn she was and dide her fulle myght | A |
That she nyl hiden nothing from her knyght | A |
Lest he of any untrouthe her upbreyde | A |
Withoute bode his heste she obeyde | A |
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And eke he made him jelous over here | D |
That what that any man had to her seyd | A |
Anoon he wolde preyen her to swere | D |
What was that word or make him evel apaid | A |
Then wende she out of her wyt have breyd | A |
But al this nas but sleght and flaterie | D |
Withoute love he feyned jelousye | C |
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And al this tok she so debonerly | H |
That al his wil her thoghte hit skilful thing | M |
And ever the lenger she loved him tendirly | H |
And dide him honour as he were a kyng | M |
Her herte was to him wedded with a ring | M |
So ferforth upon trouthe is her entente | A |
That wher he gooth her herte with him wente | A |
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When she shal ete on him is so her thoght | A |
That wel unnethe of mete tok she kep | N |
And when that she was to her reste broght | A |
On him she thoghte alwey til that she slep | N |
When he was absent prevely she wep | N |
Thus lyveth feire Anelida the quene | E |
For fals Arcite that dide her al this tene | E |
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This fals Arcite of his newfanglenesse | B |
For she to him so lowly was and trewe | K |
Tok lesse deynte of her stidfastnesse | B |
And saw another lady proud and newe | K |
And ryght anon he cladde him in her hewe | K |
Wot I not whethir in white rede or grene | E |
And falsed fair Anelida the quene | E |
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But neverthelesse gret wonder was hit noon | E |
Thogh he were fals for hit is kynde of man | E |
Sith Lamek was that is so longe agoon | E |
To ben in love as fals as evere he can | E |
He was the firste fader that began | E |
To loven two and was in bigamye | C |
And he found tentes first but yf men lye | C |
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This fals Arcite sumwhat moste he feyne | E |
When he wex fals to covere his traitorie | D |
Ryght as an hors that can both bite and pleyne | E |
For he bar her on honde of trecherie | D |
And swor he coude her doublenesse espie | N |
And al was falsnes that she to him mente | A |
Thus swor this thef and forth his way he wente | A |
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Alas what herte myght enduren hit | A |
For routhe and wo her sorwe for to telle | H |
Or what man hath the cunnyng or the wit | A |
Or what man mighte within the chambre dwelle | H |
Yf I to him rehersen sholde the helle | H |
That suffreth fair Anelida the quene | E |
For fals Arcite that dide her al this tene | E |
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She wepith waileth swowneth pitously | H |
To grounde ded she falleth as a ston | E |
Craumpyssheth her lymes crokedly | H |
She speketh as her wit were al agon | E |
Other colour then asshen hath she noon | E |
Non other word speketh she moche or lyte | A |
But 'Merci cruel herte myn Arcite ' | - |
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And thus endureth til that she was so mat | A |
That she ne hath foot on which she may sustene | E |
But forth languisshing evere in this estat | A |
Of which Arcite hath nouther routhe ne tene | E |
His herte was elleswhere newe and grene | E |
That on her wo ne deyneth him not to thinke | M |
Him rekketh never wher she flete or synke | M |
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His newe lady holdeth him so narowe | K |
Up by the bridil at the staves ende | A |
That every word he dredeth as an arowe | K |
Her daunger made him bothe bowe and bende | A |
And as her liste made him turne or wende | A |
For she ne graunted him in h | - |
Geoffrey Chaucer
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