Lament For Chaucer Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: ABABBBB CDBEFCC GHHIHJJ

Allas my worthi maister honorableA
This landes verray tresor and richesseB
Deth by thy deth hath harme irreparableA
Unto us doon hir vengeable duresseB
Despoiled hath this land of the swetnesseB
Of rethorik for unto TulliusB
Was never man so lyk amonges usB
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Also who was hier in philosophieC
To Aristotle in our tonge but thouD
The steppes of Virgile in poesieB
Thou folwedist eeke men wot wel ynowE
Thou combre worlde that the my maister slowF
Wolde I slayn were Deth was to hastyfC
To renne on thee and reve the thi lyfC
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She myghte han taried hir vengeance a whileG
Til that sum man had egal to the beH
Nay lat be that sche knew wel that this y eH
May never man forth brynge lyk to theI
And hir office needes do mot sheH
God bad hir so I truste as for the besteJ
O maister maister God thi soule resteJ

Thomas Hoccleve



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