Lai Of Gobertz[1] Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

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Of courteous Limozin wightA
Gobertz I will inditeA
From Poicebot had he his rightA
Of gentlehoodA
Made monk in his own despiteA
In San L onart the whiteA
Withal to sing and to writeA
Coblas he couldA
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Learning had he and rareB
Music and gai saberC
No monk with him to compareB
In that monast'ryB
Full lusty he was to bearB
Cowl and chaplet of hairB
God willeth monks for to wearB
For sanctityA
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There in dortoir as he layD
To this Gobertz by my fayD
Came fair women to playD
In his sleepE
Then he had old to prayD
Fresh and silken came theyD
With eyen saucy and grayD
That set him weepE
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May was the month and softA
The singing nights up aloftA
The quarter moon swam and scoffedA
His uneaseF
Rose this Gobertz and doffedA
His habit and left that croftA
Crying Eleison oftA
At Venus' kneesF
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Heartly the road and the townG
Maul on over the downG
Sought he and the renownG
Of SavaricH
To that good knight he knelt downG
Asking of him in bownI
Almesse of laurel crownG
For his musicH
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Fair him Savaric spakeH
If coblas you know to makeH
Song and music to wakeH
For your partA
Horse and lute shall you takeH
Of Jongleur lightly forsakeH
Cloister for woodland brakeH
With good heartA
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Down the high month of MayD
Now rideth Gobertz his wayD
To Aix to Puy to AlaisF
To Albi the oldA
In Toulouse mindeth to stayD
With Count Simon the GayD
There to abide what dayD
Love shall holdA
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Shrill riseth his songH
Cobla lai or tenzonG
None can render him wrongH
In that meinieG
Love alone that erelongH
Showed him in all that throngH
Of ladies Tibors the youngH
None but sheA
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She was high hearted and fairB
Low breasted with hairB
Gilded and eyes of vairB
In burning faceF
On her Gobertz astareB
Looking stood quaking thereB
To see so debonnairB
Hold her placeF
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Proud donzela and freeB
To clip nor to kiss had sheB
Tal nt nor for minstrelsyF
Was she fainG
Mistress never would beB
Nor master have but her feeB
She vowed to sweet ChastityB
Her suzerainG
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Then this Gobertz anonG
Returneth to Maul onG
To Savaric maketh moanG
On his kneesF
Other pray'r hath he noneG
Save this Sir let me begoneG
Whence I came since fordoneG
My expertiseF
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Quod Savaric Hast thou spedA
So ill in amors Answer dB
This Gobertz By my headA
She scorneth meB
Hauberc and arms then insteadA
Of lute and begarlandedA
Poll take you he saidA
For errantryB
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Now rides he out a dubbed knightA
The Spanish road for to fightA
Paynimry day and nightA
Urgeth heB
In Saragoza the brightA
And Pampluna with mightA
Seeketh he what respiteA
For grief there beB
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War dimmed grew his gearB
Grim his visage in fearB
Listened Mahound his cheerB
Deep in HellJ
Fled his legions to hearB
Gobertz the knight draw nearB
Now he closeth the yearB
In CompostellJ
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Offering there hath he madeA
Saint James candles him paidA
Gold on the shrine hath laidA
Now GobertzF
Is for Toulouse where that maidA
Tibors wonned unafraidA
Of Love and his accoladeA
That breaketh heartsF
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He rode north and by eastA
Nor rider spared he nor beastA
Nor tempered spur till at leastA
Forth of SpainG
Not for mass bell nor priestA
For fast day nor yet for feastA
Stayed he till voyage ceasedA
In AquitaineG
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Now remaineth to tellJ
What this Gobertz befellJ
When that he sought hostelJ
In his landA
Dined he well drank he wellJ
Envy then had somedealJ
With women free in bordelJ
For to spendA
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In poor alberc goeth heB
Where bought pleasure may beB
Careless proffereth feeB
For his blissF
O Gobertz look to theeB
Such a sight shalt thou seeB
Will make the red blood to fleeB
Thy heart ywisB
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Fair woman they bring him inG
Shamefast in her burning sinG
All afire is his skinG
Par amorsB
Look not of her look to winG
Dare not lift up her chinG
Gobertz in that soiled fond thingH
Lo TiborsB
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O love O love out alasB
That it should come to this passB
And thou be even as I wasB
In green youthK
Whenas delight and solaceB
Served I with wantonnessB
And burned anon like the grassB
To this ruthK
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But then lift she her sad eyesB
Gray like wet morning skiesB
That wait the sun to ariseB
Tears to amendA
Gobertz amic so she criesB
By Jesus' agoniesB
Hither come I by liesB
Of false friendA
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Sir Richart de Laund he hightA
Who fair promised me plightA
Of word and ring on a nightA
Of no fameL
So then evilly brightA
Had his will and delightA
Of me and fled unrequiteA
For my shameL
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Alas and now to my thoughtA
Flieth the woe that I wroughtA
Thee Gobertz that distraughtA
Thou didst fareB
Now a vile thing of noughtA
Fare I that once was so haughtA
And free and could not be taughtA
By thy careB
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But Gobertz seeth no lessB
Her honour and her sweetnessB
Soon her small hand to kissB
Taketh heB
Saying Now for that stressB
Drave thee here thou shalt blessB
God for so ending thisB
Thy penuryB
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Yet she would bid him awayD
Seeking her sooth to sayD
In what woful arrayD
She was castA
Nay said he but sweet mayD
Here must we bide until dayD
Then to church and to prayD
Go we fastA
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Now then to all his tal ntA
Seeing how he was bentA
Him the comfort she lentA
Of her mindA
Cried Gobertz well contentA
If love by drearimentA
Cometh that was well spentA
As I findA
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Thereafter somewhat they sleptA
When to his arms she had creptA
For comfort and freely weptA
Sin awayD
Up betimes then he leaptA
Calling her name forth she steptA
Meek disposed to acceptA
What he sayD
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By hill road taketh he herB
To the gray nuns of BeaucaireB
There to shred off her hairB
And take veilJ
Himself to cloister will fareB
Monk to be with good careB
For their two souls May his pray'rB
Them availJ
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Maurice Henry Hewlett



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