To My Empty Purse Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: ABABBBC ABABBDC ABABBEC B

To you my purse and to none other wightA
Complain I for ye be my lady dereB
I am sorry now that ye be lightA
For certes ye now make me heavy chereB
Me were as lefe be laid upon a bereB
For which unto your mercy thus I crieB
Be heavy againe or els mote I dieC
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Now vouchsafe this day or it be nightA
That I of you the blissful sowne may hereB
Or see your color like the sunne brightA
That of yellowness had never pereB
Ye are my life ye be my hertes stereB
Queen of comfort and of good companieD
Be heavy againe or els mote I dieC
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Now purse thou art to me my lives lightA
And saviour as downe in this world hereB
Out of this towne helpe me by your mightA
Sith that you will not be my treasureB
For I am slave as nere as any frereB
But I pray unto your curtesieE
Be heavy againe or els mote I dieC
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Geoffrey ChaucerB

Geoffrey Chaucer



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