Elinoure And Juga Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: ABACCDDCAEAEEFFGGAGA AAA DEDHAGG IAIAAAACGAGAADD JDJDDAA

ONNE Ruddeborne bank twa pynynge Maydens sateA
Theire teares faste dryppeynge to the waterre cleereB
Echone bementynge for her absente mateA
Who atte Seyncte Albonns shouke the morthynge speareC
The nottebrowne Elinoure to Juga fayreC
Dydde speke acroole wythe languishment of eyneD
Lyche roppes of pearlie dew lemed the quyvryng brineD
ELINOUREC
O gentle Juga heare mie dernie plainteA
To fyghte for Yorke mie love ys dyghte in steleE
O maie ne sanguen steine the whyte rose peyncteA
Maie good Seyncte Cuthberte watche Syrre Roberte weleE
Moke moe thanne deathe in phantasie I feeleE
See see upon the grounde he bleedynge liesF
Inhild some joice of lyfe or else mie deare love diesF
JUGAG
Systers in sorrowe on thys daise ey'd bankeG
Where melancholych broods we wyll lamenteA
Be wette wythe mornynge dewe and evene dankeG
Lyche levynde okes in eche the odher benteA
Or lyche forlettenn halles of merriementeA
Whose gastlie mitches holde the traine of fryghteA
Where lethale ravens bark and owlets wake the nyghteA
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No moe the miskynette shall wake the morneD
The minstrelle daunce good cheere and morryce plaieE
No moe the amblynge palfrie and the horneD
Shall from the lessel rouze the foxe awaieH
I'll seke the foreste alle the lyve longe daieA
Alle nete amenge the gravde chyrche glebe wyll goeG
And to the pallante spryghtes lecture mie tale of woeG
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Whan mokie cloudis do hange upon the lemeI
Of leden Moon ynn sylver mantels dyghteA
The tryppeynge Faeries weve the golden dremeI
Of Selyness whyche flyethe wythe the nyghteA
Thenne botte the Seynctes forbydde gif to a spryteA
Syrr Rychardes forme ys lyped I'll holde dystraughteA
Hys bledeynge claie colde corse and die eche daie ynn thoughteA
ELINOUREC
Ah woe bementynge wordes what wordes can sheweG
Thou limed ryver on thie linche maie bleedeA
Champyons whose bloude wylle wythe thie waterres floweG
And Rudborne streeme be Rudborne streeme indeedeA
Haste gentle Juga tryppe ytte oere the meadeA
To knowe or wheder we muste waile agayneD
Or wythe oure fallen knyghtes be menged onne the plainD
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Soe sayinge lyke twa levyn blasted treesJ
Or twayne of cloudes that holdeth stormie rayneD
Theie moved gentle oere the dewie meesJ
To where Seyncte Albons holie shrynes remayneD
There dyd theye fynde that bothe their knyghtes were slayneD
Distraughte theie wandered to swollen Rudbornes sydeA
Yelled theyre leathalle knelle sonke ynn the waves and dydeA

Thomas Chatterton



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