Beowulf (episode 35) Poem Rhyme Scheme

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'THEN he goes to his chamber a grief song chants	A
alone for his lost Too large all seems	B
homestead and house So the helmet of Weders	B
hid in his heart for Herebeald	C
waves of woe No way could he take	D
to avenge on the slayer slaughter so foul	E
nor e'en could he harass that hero at all	F
with loathing deed though he loved him not	C
And so for the sorrow his soul endured	C
men's gladness he gave up and God's light chose	B
Lands and cities he left his sons	B
as the wealthy do when he went from earth	G
There was strife and struggle 'twixt Swede and Geat	C
o'er the width of waters war arose	B
hard battle horror when Hrethel died	C
and Ongentheow's offspring grew	H
strife keen bold nor brooked o'er the seas	B
pact of peace but pushed their hosts	B
to harass in hatred by Hreosnabeorh	H
Men of my folk for that feud had vengeance	B
for woful war 'tis widely known	I
though one of them bought it with blood of his heart	C
a bargain hard for Haethcyn proved	C
fatal that fray for the first of Geats	B
At morn I heard was the murderer killed	C
by kinsman for kinsman with clash of sword	C
when Ongentheow met Eofor there	H
Wide split the war helm wan he fell	J
hoary Scylfing the hand that smote him	K
of feud was mindful nor flinched from the death blow	L
'For all that he gave me my gleaming sword	C
repaid him at war such power I wielded	C
for lordly treasure with land he entrusted me	M
homestead and house He had no need	C
from Swedish realm or from Spear Dane folk	N
or from men of the Gifths to get him help	O
some warrior worse for wage to buy	P
Ever I fought in the front of all	F
sole to the fore and so shall I fight	C
while I bide in life and this blade shall last	C
that early and late hath loyal proved	C
since for my doughtiness Daeghrefn fell	J
slain by my hand the Hugas' champion	Q
Nor fared he thence to the Frisian king	R
with the booty back and breast adornments	B
but slain in struggle that standard bearer	H
fell atheling brave Not with blade was he slain	S
but his bones were broken by brawny gripe	T
his heart waves stilled The sword edge now	U
hard blade and my hand for the hoard shall strive '	V
Beowulf spake and a battle vow made	C
his last of all 'I have lived through many	M
wars in my youth now once again	W
old folk defender feud will I seek	X
do doughty deeds if the dark destroyer	H
forth from his cavern come to fight me '	V
Then hailed he the helmeted heroes all	F
for the last time greeting his liegemen dear	H
comrades of war 'I should carry no weapon	Q
no sword to the serpent if sure I knew	H
how with such enemy else my vows	B
I could gain as I did in Grendel's day	C
But fire in this fight I must fear me now	U
and poisonous breath so I bring with me	M
breastplate and board From the barrow's keeper	H
no footbreadth flee I One fight shall end	C
our war by the wall as Wyrd allots	B
all mankind's master My mood is bold	C
but forbears to boast o'er this battling flyer	H
Now abide by the barrow ye breastplate mailed	C
ye heroes in harness which of us twain	S
better from battle rush bear his wounds	B
Wait ye the finish The fight is not yours	B
nor meet for any but me alone	I
to measure might with this monster here	H
and play the hero Hardily I	P
shall win that wealth or war shall seize	B
cruel killing your king and lord '	V
Up stood then with shield the sturdy champion	Q
stayed by the strength of his single manhood	C
and hardy 'neath helmet his harness bore	H
under cleft of the cliffs no coward's path	Y
Soon spied by the wall that warrior chief	Z
survivor of many a victory field	C
where foemen fought with furious clashings	B
an arch of stone and within a stream	A2
that broke from the barrow The brooklet's wave	B2
was hot with fire The hoard that way	C
he never could hope unharmed to near	H
or endure those deeps for the dragon's flame	C2
Then let from his breast for he burst with rage	D2
the Weder Geat prince a word outgo	L
stormed the stark heart stern went ringing	R
and clear his cry 'neath the cliff rocks gray	C
The hoard guard heard a human voice	B
his rage was enkindled No respite now	U
for pact of peace The poison breath	E2
of that foul worm first came forth from the cave	B2
hot reek of fight the rocks resounded	C
Stout by the stone way his shield he raised	C
lord of the Geats against the loathed one	Q
while with courage keen that coiled foe	L
came seeking strife The sturdy king	R
had drawn his sword not dull of edge	F2
heirloom old and each of the two	H
felt fear of his foe though fierce their mood	C
Stoutly stood with his shield high raised	C
the warrior king as the worm now coiled	C
together amain the mailed one waited	C
Now spire by spire fast sped and glided	C
that blazing serpent The shield protected	C
soul and body a shorter while	G2
for the hero king than his heart desired	C
could his will have wielded the welcome respite	C
but once in his life But Wyrd denied it	C
and victory's honors His arm he lifted	C
lord of the Geats the grim foe smote	C
with atheling's heirloom Its edge was turned	C
brown blade on the bone and bit more feebly	M
than its noble master had need of then	W
in his baleful stress Then the barrow's keeper	H
waxed full wild for that weighty blow	L
cast deadly flames wide drove and far	H
those vicious fires No victor's glory	M
the Geats' lord boasted his brand had failed	C
naked in battle as never it should	C
excellent iron 'Twas no easy path	Y
that Ecgtheow's honored heir must tread	C
over the plain to the place of the foe	L
for against his will he must win a home	H2
elsewhere far as must all men leaving	R
this lapsing life Not long it was	B
ere those champions grimly closed again	W
The hoard guard was heartened high heaved hisbreast	C
once more and by peril was pressed again	W
enfolded in flames the folk commander	H
Nor yet about him his band of comrades	B
sons of athelings armed stood	C
with warlike front to the woods they bent them	I2
their lives to save But the soul of one	Q
with care was cumbered Kinship true	H
can never be marred in a noble mind	C

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