Beowulf (episode 13) Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABCDEFGHICJKLMFNFOPA NQFNRNASFJTUNAFVWXNY ZFAA2FB2NDC2ND2FJNE2 NNF2NNNFPANNG2GJNC2N WH2NNNNAI2FNNJ2K2NL2 J| MANY at morning as men have told me | A |
| warriors gathered the gift hall round | B |
| folk leaders faring from far and near | C |
| o'er wide stretched ways the wonder to view | D |
| trace of the traitor Not troublous seemed | E |
| the enemy's end to any man | F |
| who saw by the gait of the graceless foe | G |
| how the weary hearted away from thence | H |
| baffled in battle and banned his steps | I |
| death marked dragged to the devils' mere | C |
| Bloody the billows were boiling there | J |
| turbid the tide of tumbling waves | K |
| horribly seething with sword blood hot | L |
| by that doomed one dyed who in den of the moor | M |
| laid forlorn his life adown | F |
| his heathen soul and hell received it | N |
| Home then rode the hoary clansmen | F |
| from that merry journey and many a youth | O |
| on horses white the hardy warriors | P |
| back from the mere Then Beowulf's glory | A |
| eager they echoed and all averred | N |
| that from sea to sea or south or north | Q |
| there was no other in earth's domain | F |
| under vault of heaven more valiant found | N |
| of warriors none more worthy to rule | R |
| On their lord beloved they laid no slight | N |
| gracious Hrothgar a good king he | A |
| From time to time the tried in battle | S |
| their gray steeds set to gallop amain | F |
| and ran a race when the road seemed fair | J |
| From time to time a thane of the king | T |
| who had made many vaunts and was mindful of verses | U |
| stored with sagas and songs of old | N |
| bound word to word in well knit rime | A |
| welded his lay this warrior soon | F |
| of Beowulf's quest right cleverly sang | V |
| and artfully added an excellent tale | W |
| in well ranged words of the warlike deeds | X |
| he had heard in saga of Sigemund | N |
| Strange the story he said it all | Y |
| the Waelsing's wanderings wide his struggles | Z |
| which never were told to tribes of men | F |
| the feuds and the frauds save to Fitela only | A |
| when of these doings he deigned to speak | A2 |
| uncle to nephew as ever the twain | F |
| stood side by side in stress of war | B2 |
| and multitude of the monster kind | N |
| they had felled with their swords Of Sigemund grew | D |
| when he passed from life no little praise | C2 |
| for the doughty in combat a dragon killed | N |
| that herded the hoard under hoary rock | D2 |
| the atheling dared the deed alone | F |
| fearful quest nor was Fitela there | J |
| Yet so it befell his falchion pierced | N |
| that wondrous worm on the wall it struck | E2 |
| best blade the dragon died in its blood | N |
| Thus had the dread one by daring achieved | N |
| over the ring hoard to rule at will | F2 |
| himself to pleasure a sea boat he loaded | N |
| and bore on its bosom the beaming gold | N |
| son of Waels the worm was consumed | N |
| He had of all heroes the highest renown | F |
| among races of men this refuge of warriors | P |
| for deeds of daring that decked his name | A |
| since the hand and heart of Heremod | N |
| grew slack in battle He swiftly banished | N |
| to mingle with monsters at mercy of foes | G2 |
| to death was betrayed for torrents of sorrow | G |
| had lamed him too long a load of care | J |
| to earls and athelings all he proved | N |
| Oft indeed in earlier days | C2 |
| for the warrior's wayfaring wise men mourned | N |
| who had hoped of him help from harm and bale | W |
| and had thought their sovran's son would thrive | H2 |
| follow his father his folk protect | N |
| the hoard and the stronghold heroes' land | N |
| home of Scyldings But here thanes said | N |
| the kinsman of Hygelac kinder seemed | N |
| to all the other was urged to crime | A |
| And afresh to the race the fallow roads | I2 |
| by swift steeds measured The morning sun | F |
| was climbing higher Clansmen hastened | N |
| to the high built hall those hardy minded | N |
| the wonder to witness Warden of treasure | J2 |
| crowned with glory the king himself | K2 |
| with stately band from the bride bower strode | N |
| and with him the queen and her crowd of maidens | L2 |
| measured the path to the mead house fair | J |
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