Wat Tyler - Act Iii Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

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ACT IIIA
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SCENE SMITHFIELDB
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PIERS meeting JOHN BALLC
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You look disturb'd my fatherD
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JOHN BALLC
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Piers I am soE
Jack Straw has forced the Tower seized the ArchbishopF
And beheaded himG
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PIERSH
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The curse of insurrectionI
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JOHN BALLC
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Aye Piers our nobles level down their vassalsJ
Keep them at endless labour like their brutesJ
Degrading every faculty by servitudeK
Repressing all the energy of the mindL
We must not wonder then that like wild beastsJ
When they have burst their chains with brutal rageM
They revenge them on their tyrantsJ
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PIERSJ
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This ArchbishopF
He was oppressive to his humble vassalsJ
Proud haughty avariciousJ
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JOHN BALLC
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A true high priestN
Preaching humility with his mitre onO
Praising up alms and Christian charityP
Even whilst his unforgiving hand distress'dQ
His honest tenantsJ
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PIERSJ
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He deserv'd his fate thenR
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JOHN BALLC
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Justice can never link with crueltyP
Is there among the catalogue of crimesJ
A sin so black that only Death can expiateS
Will Reason never rouse her from her slumbersJ
And darting thro' the veil her eagle eyeT
See in the sable garment of the lawU
Revenge conceal'd This high priest has been haughtyP
He has oppress'd his vassals tell me PiersJ
Does his Death remedy the ills he causedV
Were it not better to repress his powerD
Of doing wrong that so his future lifeW
Might expiate the evils of the pastX
And benefit mankindL
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PIERSJ
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But must not viceJ
Be punishedY
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JOHN BALLC
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Is not punishment revengeZ
The momentary violence of angerD
May be excus'd the indignant heart will throbA2
Against oppression and the outstretch'd armB2
Resent its injured feelings the CollectorD
Insulted Alice and roused the keen emotionsJ
Of a fond father Tyler murder'd himG
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PIERSJ
Murder'd a most harsh wordC2
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JOHN BALLC
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Yes murder'd himG
His mangled feelings prompted the bad actD2
And Nature will almost commend the deedE2
That Justice blames but will the awaken'd feelingsJ
Plead with their heart emoving eloquenceJ
For the cool deliberate murder of RevengeZ
Would you Piers in your calmer hour of reasonI
Condemn an erring brother to be slainF2
Cut him at once from all the joys of lifeW
All hopes of reformation to revengeZ
The deed his punishment cannot recallC
My blood boil'd in me at the fate of TylerD
Yet I revenged notG2
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PIERSJ
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Oh my Christian fatherD
They would not argue thus humanely on usJ
Were we within their powerD
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JOHN BALLC
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I know they would notG2
But we must pity them that they are viciousJ
Not imitate their viceJ
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PIERSJ
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Alas poor TylerD
I do repent me much that I stood backH2
When he advanced fearless in rectitudeK
To meet these royal assassinsJ
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JOHN BALLC
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Not for myselfI2
Tho' I have lost an honest virtuous friendJ2
Mourn I the death of Tyler he was oneI
Gifted with the strong energy of mindL
Quick to perceive the right and prompt to actD2
When Justice needed he would listen to meP
With due attention yet not yielding lightlyP
What had to him seem'd good severe in virtueK2
He awed the ruder people whom he ledL2
By his stern rectitudeK
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PIERSJ
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Witness that dayM2
When they destroy'd the palace of the GauntN2
And hurl'd the wealth his avarice had amass'dX
Amid the fire the people fierce in zealO2
Threw in the flames the wretch whose selfish handP2
Purloin'd amid the tumultQ2
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JOHN BALLC
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I lamentR2
The death of Tyler for my country's sakeS2
I shudder lest posterity enslav'dT2
Should rue his murder who shall now controlU2
The giddy multitude blind to their own goodV2
And listening with avidity to the taleW2
Of courtly falsehoodV2
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PIERSJ
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The King must performX2
His plighted promiseJ
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Cry without The Charter the CharterD
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Enter Mob and HeraldY2
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TOM MILLERD
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Read it out read it outZ2
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HOBA2
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Aye aye let's hear the CharterD
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HERALDY2
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Richard Plantagenet by the grace of GodA3
King of England Ireland France ScotlandB3
and the town of Berwick upon Tweed to allC
whom it may concern These presentsJ
Whereas our loving subjects have complainedC3
to us of the heavy burdens they endureD3
particularly from our late enactedE3
poll tax and whereas they have risen inF3
arms against our officers and demanded theG3
abolition of personal slavery vassalage andB3
manorial rights we ever ready in our sovereignI
mercy to listen to the petitions of ourD
loving subjects do annul all these grievancesJ
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MOBA2
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Huzza long live the kingH3
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HERALDY2
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And do of our royal mercy grant a freeP
pardon to all who may have been anywaysJ
concerned in the late insurrections All thisJ
shall be faithfully performed on our royalI3
word So help us GodA3
God save the KingH3
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Loud and repeated shoutsJ
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HERALDY2
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Now then depart in quiet to your homesJ
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JOHN BALLC
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Nay my good friend the people will remainF2
Embodied peaceably till ParliamentJ3
Confirm the royal charter tell your king soJ
We will await the Charter's confirmationI
Meanwhile comporting ourselves orderlyP
As peaceful citizens not risen in tumultQ2
But to redress their evilsJ
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Exit Herald c HOB PIERS andB3
JOHN BALL remainF2
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HOBA2
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'Twas well order'dC2
I place but little trust in courtly faithK3
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JOHN BALLC
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We must remain embodied else the kingH3
Will plunge again in royal luxuryP
And when the storm of danger is past overD
Forget his promisesJ
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HOBA2
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Aye like an aguish sinnerD
He'll promise to repent when the fit's on himG
When well recover'd laugh at his own terrorsJ
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PIERSJ
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Oh I am grieved that we must gain so littleI3
Why are not all these empty ranks abolish'dY
King slave and lord 'ennobl'd into MAN '-
Are we not equal all have you not told meP
Equality is the sacred right of manL3
Inalienable tho' by force withheldM3
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JOHN BALLC
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Even so but Piers my frail and fallible judgmentJ3
Knows hardly to decide if it be rightN3
Peaceably to return content with littleI3
With this half restitution of our rightsJ
Or boldly to proceed through blood and slaughterD
Till we should all be equal and all happyP
I chose the milder way perhaps I erredO3
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PIERSJ
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I fear me by the mass the unsteady peopleI3
Are flocking homewards how the multitudeK
DiminishesJ
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JOHN BALLC
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Go thou my son and stay themP3
Carter do you exert your influenceJ
All depends on their stay my mind is troubl'dY2
And I would fain compose my thoughts for actionI
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Exeunt HOB and PIERSJ
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Father of mercies I do fear me muchQ3
That I have err'd thou gav'st my ardent mindL
To pierce the mists of superstitious falsehoodV2
Gav'st me to know the truth I should have urg'd itR3
Thro' every op perhapsJ
The seemly voice of pity has deceiv'd meP
And all this mighty movement ends in ruinI
I fear me I have been like the weak leechS3
Who sparing to cut deep with cruel mercyP
Mangles his patient without curing himG
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Great tumultQ2
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What means this tumult hark the clang of armsJ
God of eternal justice the false monarchT3
Has broke his plighted vowU3
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Enter PIERS woundedE3
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PIERSJ
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Fly fly my father the perjur'd king fly flyT
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JOHN BALLC
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Nay nay my child I dare abide my fateS
Let me bind up thy woundsJ
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PIERSJ
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'Tis useless succourD
They seek thy life fly fly my honour'd fatherD
Fain would I die in peace to hope thee safeV3
I shall soon join thee Tyler they are murderingH3
Our unsuspecting brethren half unarm'dW3
Trusting too fondly to the tyrant's vowsJ
They were dispersing the streets swim with bloodE3
O save thyselfV3
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Enter SoldiersJ
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SOLDIERD
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This is that old seditious hereticX3
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Seizes JOHN BALLC
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SECOND SOLY3

Robert Southey



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