The Bandit's Death Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: A ABAB CC DD EE FF GG HH II FF JJ KK DD LL MM NO PP QQ RR SS TT| To Sir Walter Scott | A |
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| O GREAT AND GALLANT SCOTT | A |
| TRUE GENTLEMAN HEART BLOOD AND BONE | B |
| I WOULD IT HAD BEEN MY LOT | A |
| TO HAVE SEEN THEE AND HEARD THEE AND KNOWN | B |
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| Sir do you see this dagger nay why do you start aside | C |
| I was not going to stab you tho' I am the Bandit's bride | C |
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| You have set a price on his head I may claim it without a lie | D |
| What have I here in the cloth I will show it you by and by | D |
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| Sir I was once a wife I had one brief summer of bliss | E |
| But the Bandit had woo'd me in vain and he stabb'd my Piero with this | E |
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| And he dragg'd me up there to his cave in the mountain and there one day | F |
| He had left his dagger behind him I found it I hid it away | F |
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| For he reek'd with the blood of Piero his kisses were red with his crime | G |
| And I cried to the Saints to avenge me They heard they bided their time | G |
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| In a while I bore him a son and he loved to dandle the child | H |
| And that was a link between us but I to be reconciled | H |
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| No by the Mother of God tho' I think I hated him less | I |
| And well if I sinn'd last night I will find the Priest and confess | I |
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| Listen we three were alone in the dell at the close of the clay | F |
| I was lilting a song to the babe and it laugh'd like a dawn in May | F |
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| Then on a sudden we saw your soldiers crossing the ridge | J |
| And he caught my little one from me we dipt down under the bridge | J |
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| By the great dead pine you know it and heard as we crouch'd below | K |
| The clatter of arms and voices and men passing to and fro | K |
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| Black was the night when we crept away not a star in the sky | D |
| Hush'd as the heart of the grave till the little one utter'd a cry | D |
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| I whisper'd 'give it to me ' but he would not answer me then | L |
| He gript it so hard by the throat that the boy never cried again | L |
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| We return'd to his cave the link was broken he sobb'd and he wept | M |
| And cursed himself then he yawn'd for the wretch could sleep and he slept | M |
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| Ay till dawn stole into the cave and a ray red as blood | N |
| Glanced on the strangled face I could make Sleep Death if I would | O |
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| Glared on at the murder'd son and the murderous father at rest | P |
| I drove the blade that had slain my husband thrice thro' his breast | P |
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| He was loved at least by his dog it was chain'd but its horrible yell | Q |
| 'She has kill'd him has kill'd him has kill'd him' rang out all down thro' the dell | Q |
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| Till I felt I could end myself too with the dagger so deafen'd and dazed | R |
| Take it and save me from it I fled I was all but crazed | R |
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| With the grief that gnaw'd at my heart and the weight that dragg'd at my hand | S |
| But thanks to the Blessed Saints that I came on none of his band | S |
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| And the band will be scatter'd now their gallant captain is dead | T |
| For I with this dagger of his do you doubt me Here is his head | T |
Alfred Lord Tennyson
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