The Complaint Of Chaucer To His Purse Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: ABABBCC ABABBCC ABABBCC BDDAAD

To yow my purse and to noon other wightA
Complayne I for ye be my lady dereB
I am so sory now that ye been lyghtA
For certes but ye make me hevy chereB
Me were as leef be layd upon my bereB
For which unto your mercy thus I cryeC
Beth hevy ageyn or elles mot I dyeC
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Now voucheth sauf this day or yt be nyghtA
That I of yow the blisful soun may hereB
Or see your colour lyk the sonne bryghtA
That of yelownesse hadde never pereB
Ye be my lyf ye be myn hertes stereB
Quene of comfort and of good companyeC
Beth hevy ageyn or elles moote I dyeC
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Now purse that ben to me my lyves lyghtA
And saveour as doun in this world hereB
Out of this toune helpe me thurgh your myghtA
Syn that ye wole nat ben my tresorereB
For I am shave as nye as any frereB
But yet I pray unto your curtesyeC
Beth hevy agen or elles moote I dyeC
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Lenvoy de ChaucerB
O conquerour of Brutes AlbyonD
Which that by lyne and free eleccionD
Been verray kyng this song to yow I sendeA
And ye that mowen alle oure harmes amendeA
Have mynde upon my supplicacionD

Geoffrey Chaucer



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