How The Maid Marched From Blois Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: AA AABC DDDEFDGGHHII JJKKLLMMNO AAAAAAPP| Supposed to be narrated by James Power or Polwarth her | A |
| Scottish banner painter | A |
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| The Maiden called for her great destrier | A |
| But he lashed like a fiend when the Maid drew near | A |
| Lead him forth to the Cross she cried and he stood | B |
| Like a steed of bronze by the Holy Rood | C |
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| Then I saw the Maiden mount and ride | D |
| With a good steel sperthe that swung by her side | D |
| And girt with the sword of the Heavenly Bride | D |
| That is sained with crosses five for a sign | E |
| The mystical sword of St Catherine | F |
| And the lily banner was blowing wide | D |
| With the flowers of France on the field of fame | G |
| And blent with the blossoms the Holy Name | G |
| And the Maiden's blazon was shown on a shield | H |
| ARGENT A DOVE ON AN AZURE FIELD | H |
| That banner was wrought by this hand ye see | I |
| For the love of the Maid and chivalry | I |
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| Her banner was borne by a page of grace | J |
| With hair of gold and a lady's face | J |
| And behind it the ranks of her men were dressed | K |
| Never a man but was clean confessed | K |
| Jackman and archer lord and knight | L |
| Their souls were clean and their hearts were light | L |
| There was never an oath there was never a laugh | M |
| And La Hire swore soft by his leading staff | M |
| Had we died in that hour we had won the skies | N |
| And the Maiden had marched us through Paradise | O |
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| A moment she turned to the people there | A |
| Who had come to gaze on the Maiden fair | A |
| A moment she glanced at the ring she wore | A |
| She murmured the Holy Name it bore | A |
| Then For France and the King good people pray | A |
| She spoke and she cried to us ON AND AWAY | A |
| And the shouts broke forth and the flowers rained down | P |
| And the Maiden led us to Orleans town | P |
Andrew Lang
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