Of All Nacyons Vnder The Heuyn Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: A B BCBCCAA BDBDDBB EBEBBFF F F ABB FBFFFFF FAFAAGG BABAAHE CBCBBAA FEFEEAA CACAACCSkelton Laureate agaynste a comely Coystrowne that curyowsly chawntyd And curryshly cowntred And madly in hys Musykkys mokkyshly made Agaynste the ix Musys of polytyke Poems Poettys matryculat | A |
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Of all nacyons vnder the heuyn | B |
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Of all nacyons vnder the heuyn | B |
These frantyke foolys I hate most of all | C |
For though they stumble in the synnys seuyn | B |
In peuyshnes yet they snapper and fall | C |
Which men the viii dedly syn call | C |
This peuysh proud thys prendergest | A |
When he is well yet can he not rest | A |
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A swete suger lofe sowre bayardys bun | B |
Be sumdele lyke in forme shap | D |
The one for a duke the other for dun | B |
A maunchet for morell thereon to snap | D |
Hys hart is to hy to haue any hap | D |
But for in his gamvt carp that he can | B |
Lo Iak wold be a Ientylman | B |
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Wyth hey troly loly lo whip here Iak | E |
Alumbek sodyldym syllorym ben | B |
Curyowsly he can both counter knak | E |
Of Martyn swart all hys mery men | B |
Lord how perkyn is proud of hys Pohen | B |
But ask wher he fyndyth among hys monacordys | F |
An holy water clarke a ruler of lordys | F |
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He can not fynd it in rule nor in space | F |
He solfyth to haute hys Trybyll is to hy | - |
He braggyth of hys byrth that borne was full bace | F |
Hys musyk withoute mesure to sharp is hys my | - |
He trymmyth in hys tenor to counter pyrdewy | A |
Hys dyscant is besy it is withoute a mene | B |
To fat is hys fantsy hys wyt is to lene | B |
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He lumbryth on a lewde lewte roty bully Ioyse | F |
Rumbyll downe tumbyll downe hey go now now | B |
He fumblyth in hys fyngeryng an vgly good noyse | F |
It semyth the sobbyng of an old sow | F |
He wold be made moch of he wyst how | F |
Wele sped In spyndels and turnyng of tauellys | F |
A bungler a brawler a pyker of quarellys | F |
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Comely he clappyth a payre of clauycordys | F |
He whystelyth so swetely he makyth me to swete | A |
His descant is dasshed full of dyscordes | F |
A red angry man but easy to intrete | A |
An vssher of the hall fayn wold I get | A |
To poynte this proude page a place and a rome | G |
For Iak wold be a Ientylman that late was a grome | G |
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Iak wold Iet and yet Iyll sayd nay | B |
He counteth in his countenaunce to checke with the best | A |
A malaperte medler that pryeth for his pray | B |
In a dysh dare he rush at the rypest | A |
Dremyng in dumpys to wrangyll to wrest | A |
He fyndeth a proporcyon in his prycke songe | H |
To drynk at a draught a larg a long | E |
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Nay iape not with hym he is no small fole | C |
It is a solempne syre and a solayne | B |
For lordes and ladyes lerne at his scole | C |
He techyth them so wysely to solf and to fayne | B |
That neyther they synge wel prycke songe nor playne | B |
Thys docter deuyas commensyd in a cart | A |
A master a mynstrell a fydler a farte | A |
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What though ye can cownter Custodi nos | F |
As well it becomyth yow a parysh towne Clarke | E |
To syng Sospitati dedit Egros | F |
Yet bere ye not to bold to braule ne to bark | E |
At me that medeled nothyng with youre wark | E |
Correct fyrst thy self walk be nought | A |
Deme what thou lyst thou knowyst not my thought | A |
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A prouerbe of old say well or be styll | C |
Ye are to vnhappy occasyons to fynde | A |
Uppon me to clater or els to say yll | C |
Now haue I shewyd you part of your proud mynde | A |
Take thys in worth the best is behynde | A |
Wryten at Croydon by Crowland in the Clay | C |
On Candelmas euyn the Kalendas of May | C |
John Skelton
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