Beowulf (episode 22) Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABCDEFGGHHIJKLKMGEHM KGNHBGOPGQRKSTUVGHWX YZKGBA2B2QC2D2E2F2JB GG2KBJNJJH2I2JKAJJ2H 2KBJK2NAJBGH2JKGJ| BEOWULF spake bairn of Ecgtheow | A |
| Have mind thou honored offspring of Healfdene | B |
| gold friend of men now I go on this quest | C |
| sovran wise what once was said | D |
| if in thy cause it came that I | E |
| should lose my life thou wouldst loyal bide | F |
| to me though fallen in father's place | G |
| Be guardian thou to this group of my thanes | G |
| my warrior friends if War should seize me | H |
| and the goodly gifts thou gavest me | H |
| Hrothgar beloved to Hygelac send | I |
| Geatland's king may ken by the gold | J |
| Hrethel's son see when he stares at the treasure | K |
| that I got me a friend for goodness famed | L |
| and joyed while I could in my jewel bestower | K |
| And let Unferth wield this wondrous sword | M |
| earl far honored this heirloom precious | G |
| hard of edge with Hrunting I | E |
| seek doom of glory or Death shall take me | H |
| After these words the Weder Geat lord | M |
| boldly hastened biding never | K |
| answer at all the ocean floods | G |
| closed o'er the hero Long while of the day | N |
| fled ere he felt the floor of the sea | H |
| Soon found the fiend who the flood domain | B |
| sword hungry held these hundred winters | G |
| greedy and grim that some guest from above | O |
| some man was raiding her monster realm | P |
| She grasped out for him with grisly claws | G |
| and the warrior seized yet scathed she not | Q |
| his body hale the breastplate hindered | R |
| as she strove to shatter the sark of war | K |
| the linked harness with loathsome hand | S |
| Then bore this brine wolf when bottom she touched | T |
| the lord of rings to the lair she haunted | U |
| whiles vainly he strove though his valor held | V |
| weapon to wield against wondrous monsters | G |
| that sore beset him sea beasts many | H |
| tried with fierce tusks to tear his mail | W |
| and swarmed on the stranger But soon he marked | X |
| he was now in some hall he knew not which | Y |
| where water never could work him harm | Z |
| nor through the roof could reach him ever | K |
| fangs of the flood Firelight he saw | G |
| beams of a blaze that brightly shone | B |
| Then the warrior was ware of that wolf of the deep | A2 |
| mere wife monstrous For mighty stroke | B2 |
| he swung his blade and the blow withheld not | Q |
| Then sang on her head that seemly blade | C2 |
| its war song wild But the warrior found | D2 |
| the light of battle was loath to bite | E2 |
| to harm the heart its hard edge failed | F2 |
| the noble at need yet had known of old | J |
| strife hand to hand and had helmets cloven | B |
| doomed men's fighting gear First time this | G |
| for the gleaming blade that its glory fell | G2 |
| Firm still stood nor failed in valor | K |
| heedful of high deeds Hygelac's kinsman | B |
| flung away fretted sword featly jewelled | J |
| the angry earl on earth it lay | N |
| steel edged and stiff His strength he trusted | J |
| hand gripe of might So man shall do | J |
| whenever in war he weens to earn him | H2 |
| lasting fame nor fears for his life | I2 |
| Seized then by shoulder shrank not from combat | J |
| the Geatish war prince Grendel's mother | K |
| Flung then the fierce one filled with wrath | A |
| his deadly foe that she fell to ground | J |
| Swift on her part she paid him back | J2 |
| with grisly grasp and grappled with him | H2 |
| Spent with struggle stumbled the warrior | K |
| fiercest of fighting men fell adown | B |
| On the hall guest she hurled herself hent her short sword | J |
| broad and brown edged the bairn to avenge | K2 |
| the sole born son On his shoulder lay | N |
| braided breast mail barring death | A |
| withstanding entrance of edge or blade | J |
| Life would have ended for Ecgtheow's son | B |
| under wide earth for that earl of Geats | G |
| had his armor of war not aided him | H2 |
| battle net hard and holy God | J |
| wielded the victory wisest Maker | K |
| The Lord of Heaven allowed his cause | G |
| and easily rose the earl erect | J |
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