Beowulf (episode 14) Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABCDEFGHIJKLDKMNOKHP DPQDRSTUMVWXPPYZA2LB 2C2SKD2E2PDF2ILG2H2I 2J2K2L2 QKKM2N2L2KL2O2KQ| HROTHGAR spake to the hall he went | A |
| stood by the steps the steep roof saw | B |
| garnished with gold and Grendel's hand | C |
| For the sight I see to the Sovran Ruler | D |
| be speedy thanks A throng of sorrows | E |
| I have borne from Grendel but God still works | F |
| wonder on wonder the Warden of Glory | G |
| It was but now that I never more | H |
| for woes that weighed on me waited help | I |
| long as I lived when laved in blood | J |
| stood sword gore stained this stateliest house | K |
| widespread woe for wise men all | L |
| who had no hope to hinder ever | D |
| foes infernal and fiendish sprites | K |
| from havoc in hall This hero now | M |
| by the Wielder's might a work has done | N |
| that not all of us erst could ever do | O |
| by wile and wisdom Lo well can she say | K |
| whoso of women this warrior bore | H |
| among sons of men if still she liveth | P |
| that the God of the ages was good to her | D |
| in the birth of her bairn Now Beowulf thee | P |
| of heroes best I shall heartily love | Q |
| as mine own my son preserve thou ever | D |
| this kinship new thou shalt never lack | R |
| wealth of the world that I wield as mine | S |
| Full oft for less have I largess showered | T |
| my precious hoard on a punier man | U |
| less stout in struggle Thyself hast now | M |
| fulfilled such deeds that thy fame shall endure | V |
| through all the ages As ever he did | W |
| well may the Wielder reward thee still | X |
| Beowulf spake bairn of Ecgtheow | P |
| This work of war most willingly | P |
| we have fought this fight and fearlessly dared | Y |
| force of the foe Fain too were I | Z |
| hadst thou but seen himself what time | A2 |
| the fiend in his trappings tottered to fall | L |
| Swiftly I thought in strongest gripe | B2 |
| on his bed of death to bind him down | C2 |
| that he in the hent of this hand of mine | S |
| should breathe his last but he broke away | K |
| Him I might not the Maker willed not | D2 |
| hinder from flight and firm enough hold | E2 |
| the life destroyer too sturdy was he | P |
| the ruthless in running For rescue however | D |
| he left behind him his hand in pledge | F2 |
| arm and shoulder nor aught of help | I |
| could the cursed one thus procure at all | L |
| None the longer liveth he loathsome fiend | G2 |
| sunk in his sins but sorrow holds him | H2 |
| tightly grasped in gripe of anguish | I2 |
| in baleful bonds where bide he must | J2 |
| evil outlaw such awful doom | K2 |
| as the Mighty Maker shall mete him out | L2 |
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| More silent seemed the son of Ecglaf | Q |
| in boastful speech of his battle deeds | K |
| since athelings all through the earl's great prowess | K |
| beheld that hand on the high roof gazing | M2 |
| foeman's fingers the forepart of each | N2 |
| of the sturdy nails to steel was likest | L2 |
| heathen's hand spear hostile warrior's | K |
| claw uncanny 'Twas clear they said | L2 |
| that him no blade of the brave could touch | O2 |
| how keen soever or cut away | K |
| that battle hand bloody from baneful foe | Q |
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