Fortune Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: ABABBCBC ABABBCBC ABABBCBC D AEAEEDED AEAEEDED AEAEEDED A FEGEEHEH D FEGEEHEH FEGEEHEH A EAEAAEA

This wrecched worldes transmutaciounA
As wele or wo now povre and now honourB
Withouten ordre or wys discreciounA
Governed is by Fortunes errourB
But natheles the lak of hir favourB
Ne may nat don me singen though I dyeC
Jay tout perdu mon temps et mon labourB
For fynally Fortune I thee defyeC
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Yit is me left the light of my resounA
To knowen frend fro fo in thy mirourB
So muchel hath yit thy whirling up and dounA
Ytaught me for to knowen in an hourB
But trewely no force of thy reddourB
To him that over himself hath the maystryeC
My suffisaunce shal be my socourB
For fynally Fortune I thee defyeC
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O Socrates thou stidfast champiounA
She never mighte be thy tormentourB
Thou never dreddest hir oppressiounA
Ne in hir chere founde thou no savourB
Thou knewe wel the deceit of hir colourB
And that hir moste worshipe is to lyeC
I knowe hir eek a fals dissimulourB
For fynally Fortune I thee defyeC
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La respounse de Fortune au PleintifD
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No man is wrecched but himself it weneA
And he that hath himself hath suffisaunceE
Why seystow thanne I am to thee so keneA
That hast thyself out of my governaunceE
Sey thus 'Graunt mercy of thyn haboundaunceE
That thou hast lent or this ' Why wolt thou stryveD
What wostow yit how I thee wol avaunceE
And eek thou hast thy beste frend alyveD
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I have thee taught divisioun bitweneA
Frend of effect and frend of countenaunceE
Thee nedeth nat the galle of noon hyeneA
That cureth eyen derked for penaunceE
Now seestow cleer that were in ignoraunceE
Yit halt thyn ancre and yit thou mayst arryveD
Ther bountee berth the keye of my substaunceE
And eek thou hast thy beste frend alyveD
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How many have I refused to susteneA
Sin I thee fostred have in thy plesaunceE
Woltow than make a statut on thy queneA
That I shal been ay at thyn ordinaunceE
Thou born art in my regne of variaunceE
Aboute the wheel with other most thou dryveD
My lore is bet than wikke is thy grevaunceE
And eek thou hast thy beste frend alyveD
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La respounse du Pleintif countre FortuneA
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Thy lore I dampne it is adversiteeF
My frend maystow nat reven blind goddesseE
That I thy frendes knowe I thanke it theeG
Tak hem agayn lat hem go lye on presseE
The negardye in keping hir richesseE
Prenostik is thou wolt hir tour assayleH
Wikke appetyt comth ay before syknesseE
In general this reule may nat fayleH
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La respounse de Fortune countre le PleintifD
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Thou pinchest at my mutabiliteeF
For I thee lente a drope of my richesseE
And now me lyketh to withdrawe me Riv pG
Why sholdestow my realtee oppresseE
The see may ebbe and flowen more or lesseE
The welkne hath might to shyne reyne or hayleH
Right so mot I kythen my brotelnesseE
In general this reule may nat fayleH
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Lo th'execucion of the majesteeF
That al purveyeth of his rightwysnesseE
That same thing 'Fortune'' clepen yeG
Ye blinde bestes ful of lewdednesseE
The hevene hath propretee of sikernesseE
This world hath ever resteles travayleH
Thy laste day is ende of myn intresseE
In general this reule may nat fayleH
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Lenvoy de FortuneA
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Princes I prey you of your gentilesseE
Lat nat this man on me thus crye and pleyneA
And I shal quyte you your bisinesseE
At my requeste as three of you or tweyneA
And but you list releve him of his peyneA
Preyeth his beste frend of his noblesseE
That to som beter estat he may atteyneA

Geoffrey Chaucer



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