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La Priere De Nostre Dame Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

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A	A
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Almighty and all merciable Queen	B
To whom all this world fleeth for succour	C
To have release of sin of sorrow of teen	B
Glorious Virgin of all flowers flow'r	C
To thee I flee confounded in errour	C
Help and relieve almighty debonair	C
Have mercy of my perilous languour	C
Vanquish'd me hath my cruel adversair	C
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B	-
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Bounty so fix'd hath in thy heart his tent	D
That well I wot thou wilt my succour be	-
Thou canst not warne that with good intent	D
Asketh thy help thy heart is ay so free	-
Thou art largess of plein felicity	-
Haven and refuge of quiet and rest	E
Lo how that thieves seven chase me	-
Help Lady bright ere that my ship to brest	E
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C	-
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Comfort is none but in you Lady dear	C
For lo my sin and my confusion	F
Which ought not in thy presence to appear	C
Have ta'en on me a grievous action	F
Of very right and desperation	F
And as by right they mighte well sustene	F
That I were worthy my damnation	F
Ne were it mercy of you blissful Queen	F
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D	-
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Doubt is there none Queen of misericorde	-
That thou art cause of grace and mercy here	C
God vouchesaf'd through thee with us t'accord	-
For certes Christe's blissful mother dear	C
Were now the bow y bent in such mannere	C
As it was first of justice and of ire	C
The rightful God would of no mercy hear	C
But through thee have we grace as we desire	C
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E	-
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Ever hath my hope of refuge in thee be'	-
For herebefore full oft in many a wise	G
Unto mercy hast thou received me	-
But mercy Lady at the great assize	G
When we shall come before the high Justice	G
So little fruit shall then in me be found	-
That thou ere that day correcte me	-
Of very right my work will me confound	-
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F	-
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Flying I flee for succour to thy tent	-
Me for to hide from tempest full of dread	-
Beseeching you that ye you not absent	-
Though I be wick' O help yet at this need	-
All have I been a beast in wit and deed	-
Yet Lady thou me close in with thy grace	G
Thine enemy and mine Lady take heed	-
Unto my death in point is me to chase	G
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G	-
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Gracious Maid and Mother which that never	C
Wert bitter nor in earthe nor in sea	-
But full of sweetness and of mercy ever	C
Help that my Father be not wroth with me	-
Speak thou for I ne dare Him not see	-
So have I done in earth alas the while	H
That certes but if thou my succour be	-
To sink etern He will my ghost exile	H
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H	-
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He vouchesaf'd tell Him as was His will	I
Become a man as for our alliance	G
And with His blood He wrote that blissful bill	I
Upon the cross as general acquittance	G
To ev'ry penitent in full creance	G
And therefore Lady bright thou for us pray	C
Then shalt thou stenten alle His grievance	G
And make our foe to failen of his prey	C
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I	-
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I wote well thou wilt be our succour	C
Thou art so full of bounty in certain	F
For when a soule falleth in errour	C
Thy pity go'th and haleth him again	F
Then makest thou his peace with his Sov'reign	F
And bringest him out of the crooked street	-
Whoso thee loveth shall not love in vain	F
That shall he find as he the life shall lete	-
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K	C
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Kalendares illumined be they	C
That in this world be lighted with thy name	J
And whoso goeth with thee the right way	C
Him shall not dread in soule to be lame	J
Now Queen of comfort since thou art the same	J
To whom I seeke for my medicine	F
Let not my foe no more my wound entame	J
My heal into thy hand all I resign	F
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L	-
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Lady thy sorrow can I not portray	C
Under that cross nor his grievous penance	G
But for your bothe's pain I you do pray	C
Let not our aller foe make his boastance	G
That he hath in his listes with mischance	G
Convicte that ye both have bought so dear	C
As I said erst thou ground of all substance	G
Continue on us thy piteous eyen clear	C
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M	J
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Moses that saw the bush of flames red	-
Burning of which then never a stick brenn'd	-
Was sign of thine unwemmed maidenhead	-
Thou art the bush on which there gan descend	-
The Holy Ghost the which that Moses wend	-
Had been on fire and this was in figure	C
Now Lady from the fire us do defend	-
Which that in hell eternally shall dure	C
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N	F
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Noble Princess that never haddest peer	C
Certes if any comfort in us be	-
That cometh of thee Christe's mother dear	C
We have none other melody nor glee	-
Us to rejoice in our adversity	-
Nor advocate that will and dare so pray	C
For us and for as little hire as ye	-
That helpe for an Ave Mary or tway	C
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O	-
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O very light of eyen that be blind	-
O very lust of labour and distress	G
O treasurer of bounty to mankind	-
The whom God chose to mother for humbless	G
From his ancill he made thee mistress	G
Of heav'n and earth our billes up to bede	-
This world awaiteth ever on thy goodness	G
For thou ne failedst never wight at need	-
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P	-
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Purpose I have sometime for to enquere	C
Wherefore and why the Holy Ghost thee sought	-
When Gabrielis voice came to thine ear	C
He not to war us such a wonder wrought	-
But for to save us that sithens us bought	-
Then needeth us no weapon us to save	K
But only where we did not as we ought	-
Do penitence and mercy ask and have	L
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Q	-
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Queen of comfort right when I me bethink	-
That I aguilt have bothe Him and thee	-
And that my soul is worthy for to sink	-
Alas I caitiff whither shall I flee	-
Who shall unto thy Son my meane be	-
Who but thyself that art of pity well	-
Thou hast more ruth on our adversity	-
Than in this world might any tongue tell	-
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R	C
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Redress me Mother and eke me chastise	G
For certainly my Father's chastising	-
I dare not abiden in no wise	G
So hideous is his full reckoning	-
Mother of whom our joy began to spring	-
Be ye my judge and eke my soule's leach	M
For ay in you is pity abounding	-
To each that will of pity you beseech	M
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S	G
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Sooth is it that He granteth no pity	-
Withoute thee for God of his goodness	G
Forgiveth none but it like unto thee	-
He hath thee made vicar and mistress	G
Of all this world and eke governess	G
Of heaven and represseth his justice	G
After thy will and therefore in witness	G
He hath thee crowned in so royal wise	G
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T	-
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Temple devout where God chose his wonning	-
From which these misbeliev'd deprived be	-
To you my soule penitent I bring	-
Receive me for I can no farther flee	-
With thornes venomous O Heaven's Queen	F
For which the earth accursed was full yore	C
I am so wounded as ye may well see	-
That I am lost almost it smart so sore	C
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V	-
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Virgin that art so noble of apparail	-
That leadest us into the highe tow'r	C
Of Paradise thou me wiss and counsail	-
How I may have thy grace and thy succour	C
All have I been in filth and in errour	C
Lady on that country thou me adjourn	F
That called is thy bench of freshe flow'r	C
There as that mercy ever shall sojourn	F
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X	G
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Xpe thy Son that in this world alight	-
Upon a cross to suffer his passioun	F
And suffer'd eke that Longeus his heart pight	-
And made his hearte blood to run adown	F
And all this was for my salvatioun	F
And I to him am false and eke unkind	-
And yet he wills not my damnation	F
This thank I you succour of all mankind	-
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Y	-
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Ysaac was figure of His death certain	F
That so farforth his father would obey	C
That him ne raughte nothing to be slain	F
Right so thy Son list as a lamb to dey	C
Now Lady full of mercy I you pray	C
Since he his mercy 'sured me so large	N
Be ye not scant for all we sing and say	C
That ye be from vengeance alway our targe	N
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Z	-
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Zachary you calleth the open well	-
That washed sinful soul out of his guilt	-
Therefore this lesson out I will to tell	-
That n'ere thy tender hearte we were spilt	-
Now Lady brighte since thou canst and wilt	-
Be to the seed of Adam merciable	-
Bring us unto that palace that is built	-
To penitents that be to mercy able	-