Beowulf (episode 15) Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: ABCDEFGEHIJJKLMNOPQR JBDEJJSADJATJAUDBJJD VJJWDJXJDDAQYZQFDJAJ

THERE was hurry and hest in Heorot nowA
for hands to bedeck it and dense was the throngB
of men and women the wine hall to cleanseC
the guest room to garnish Gold gay shone the hangingsD
that were wove on the wall and wonders manyE
to delight each mortal that looks upon themF
Though braced within by iron bandsG
that building bright was broken sorelyE
rent were its hinges the roof aloneH
held safe and sound when seared with crimeI
the fiendish foe his flight essayedJ
of life despairing No light thing thatJ
the flight for safety essay it who willK
Forced of fate he shall find his wayL
to the refuge ready for race of manM
for soul possessors and sons of earthN
and there his body on bed of deathO
shall rest after revelP
Arrived was the hourQ
when to hall proceeded Healfdene's sonR
the king himself would sit to banquetJ
Ne'er heard I of host in haughtier throngB
more graciously gathered round giver of ringsD
Bowed then to bench those bearers of gloryE
fain of the feasting Featly receivedJ
many a mead cup the mighty in spiritJ
kinsmen who sat in the sumptuous hallS
Hrothgar and Hrothulf Heorot nowA
was filled with friends the folk of ScyldingsD
ne'er yet had tried the traitor's deedJ
To Beowulf gave the bairn of HealfdeneA
a gold wove banner guerdon of triumphT
broidered battle flag breastplate and helmetJ
and a splendid sword was seen of manyA
borne to the brave one Beowulf tookU
cup in hall for such costly giftsD
he suffered no shame in that soldier throngB
For I heard of few heroes in heartier moodJ
with four such gifts so fashioned with goldJ
on the ale bench honoring others thusD
O'er the roof of the helmet high a ridgeV
wound with wires kept ward o'er the headJ
lest the relict of files should fierce invadeJ
sharp in the strife when that shielded heroW
should go to grapple against his foesD
Then the earls' defence on the floor bade leadJ
coursers eight with carven head gearX
adown the hall one horse was deckedJ
with a saddle all shining and set in jewelsD
'twas the battle seat of the best of kingsD
when to play of swords the son of HealfdeneA
was fain to fare Ne'er failed his valorQ
in the crush of combat when corpses fellY
To Beowulf over them both then gaveZ
the refuge of Ingwines right and powerQ
o'er war steeds and weapons wished him joy of themF
Manfully thus the mighty princeD
hoard guard for heroes that hard fight repaidJ
with steeds and treasures contemned by noneA
who is willing to say the sooth arightJ

Anonymous Olde English



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