Joyeuse Garde Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABABCDCECEFEFGFGHGIC ICJCJCJCKCKLKLMNMGMG OGPQOQRQRCRCCCCSGSTS U TVTVWVXCXCYCY| The sun was heavy no more shade at all | A |
| Than you might cover with a hollow cup | B |
| There was in the south chamber wall by wall | A |
| Slowly the hot noon filled the castle up | B |
| One hand among the rushes one let play | C |
| Where the loose gold began to swerve and droop | D |
| From his fair mantle to the floor she lay | C |
| Her face held up a little for delight | E |
| To feel his eyes upon it one would say | C |
| Her grave shut lips were glad to be in sight | E |
| Of Tristram's kisses she had often turned | F |
| Against her shifted pillows in the night | E |
| To lessen the sore pain wherein they burned | F |
| For want of Tristram her great eyes had grown | G |
| Less keen and sudden and a hunger yearned | F |
| Her sick face through these wretched years agone | G |
| Her eyes said Tristram now but her lips held | H |
| The joy too close for any smile or moan | G |
| To move them she was patiently fulfilled | I |
| With a slow pleasure that slid everwise | C |
| Even into hands and feet but could not build | I |
| The house of its abiding in her eyes | C |
| Nor measure any music by her speech | J |
| Between the sunlight came a noise of flies | C |
| To pain sleep from her thick from peach to peach | J |
| Upon the bare wall's hot red level close | C |
| Among the leaves too high for her to reach | J |
| So she drew in and set her feet and rose | C |
| Saying Too late to sleep I pray you speak | K |
| To save me from the noises lest I lose | C |
| Some minute of this season I am weak | K |
| And cannot answer if you help me not | L |
| When the shame catches on my brow and cheek | K |
| For in the speaking all her face grew hot | L |
| And her mouth altered with some pain I deem | M |
| Because her word had stung like a bad thought | N |
| That makes us recollect some bitter dream | M |
| She bowed to let him kiss her and went on | G |
| All things are changed so will this day not seem | M |
| Most sad and evil when I sit alone | G |
| Outside your eyes will it not vex my prayer | O |
| To think of laughter that is twin to moan | G |
| And happy words that make not holier | P |
| Nathless I had good will to say one thing | Q |
| Though it seems pleasant in the late warm air | O |
| To ride alone and see the last of spring | Q |
| I cannot lose you Tristram a weak smile | R |
| Moved her lips and went out men say the king | Q |
| Hath set keen spies about for many a mile | R |
| Quick hands to get them gold sharp eyes to see | C |
| Where your way swerves across them This long while | R |
| Hath Mark grown older with his hate of me | C |
| And now his hand for lust to smite at us | C |
| Plucks the white hairs inside his beard that he | C |
| This year made thicker Seeing this he does | C |
| I pray you note that we may meet with him | S |
| At riding through the branches growth and then | G |
| Our wine grow bitter at the golden rim | S |
| And taste of blood and tears not sweet to drink | T |
| As this new honey wherein juices swim | S |
| Of fair red vintage | U |
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| Her voice done I think | T |
| He had no heart to answer yet some time | V |
| The noon outside them seem to throb and sink | T |
| Wrought in the quiet to a rounded rhyme | V |
| Then certes said he this were harm to both | W |
| If spears grew thick between the beech and lime | V |
| Or amid reeds that let the river south | X |
| Yet so I think you might get help of me | C |
| Had I not heart to smile when Iseult's mouth | X |
| Kissed Palomydes under a thick tree | C |
| For I remember as the wind sets low | Y |
| How all that peril ended quietly | C |
| In a green place where heavy sunflowers blow | Y |
Algernon Charles Swinburne
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