A Scot To Jeanne D'arc Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: AABCCBDD EEFGGFHH IIEJKEAA LLEMMENN OOEIIECC

Dark Lily without blameA
Not upon us the shameA
Whose sires were to the Auld Alliance trueB
They by the Maiden's sideC
Victorious fought and diedC
One stood by thee that fiery torment throughB
Till the White Dove from thy pure lips had passedD
And thou wert with thine own St Catherine at the lastD
-
Once only didst thou seeE
In artist's imageryE
Thine own face painted and that precious thingF
Was in an Archer's handG
From the leal Northern landG
Alas what price would not thy people bringF
To win that portrait of the ruinousH
Gulf of devouring years that hide the Maid from usH
-
Born of a lowly lineI
Noteless as once was thineI
One of that name I would were kin to meE
Who in the Scottish GuardJ
Won this for his rewardK
To fight for France and memory of theeE
Not upon us dark Lily without blameA
Not on the North may fall the shadow of that shameA
-
On France and England bothL
The shame of broken trothL
Of coward hate and treason black must beE
If England slew thee FranceM
Sent not one word one lanceM
One coin to rescue or to ransom theeE
And still thy Church unto the Maid deniesN
The halo and the palms the Beatific prizeN
-
But yet thy people callsO
Within the rescued wallsO
Of Orleans and makes its prayer to theeE
What though the Church have chiddenI
These orisons forbiddenI
Yet art thou with this earth's immortal ThreeE
With him in Athens that of hemlock diedC
And with thy Master dear whom the world crucifiedC

Andrew Lang



Rate:
(1)



Poem topics: , Print This Poem , Rhyme Scheme

Submit Spanish Translation
Submit German Translation
Submit French Translation


Write your comment about A Scot To Jeanne D'arc poem by Andrew Lang


 

Recent Interactions*

This poem was read 11 times,

This poem was added to the favorite list by 0 members,

This poem was voted by 0 members.

(* Interactions only in the last 7 days)

New Poems

Popular Poets