Episode 34 Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

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THE fall of his lord he was fain to requiteA
in after days and to Eadgils he provedA
friend to the friendless and forces sentA
over the sea to the son of OhtereB
weapons and warriors well repaid heC
those care paths cold when the king he slewD
Thus safe through struggles the son of EcgtheowE
had passed a plenty through perils direB
with daring deeds till this day was comeF
that doomed him now with the dragon to striveG
With comrades eleven the lord of GeatsH
swollen in rage went seeking the dragonI
He had heard whence all the harm aroseH
and the killing of clansmen that cup of priceH
on the lap of the lord had been laid by the finderB
In the throng was this one thirteenth manJ
starter of all the strife and illK
care laden captive cringing thenceH
forced and reluctant he led them onL
till he came in ken of that cavern hallM
the barrow delved near billowy surgesH
flood of ocean Within 'twas fullN
of wire gold and jewels a jealous wardenI
warrior trusty the treasures heldA
lurked in his lair Not light the taskO
of entrance for any of earth born menP
Sat on the headland the hero kingQ
spake words of hail to his hearth companionsH
gold friend of Geats All gloomy his soulR
wavering death bound Wyrd full nighS
stood ready to greet the gray haired manJ
to seize his soul hoard sunder apartA
life and body Not long would beC
the warrior's spirit enwound with fleshT
Beowulf spake the bairn of EcgtheowE
Through store of struggles I strove in youthE
mighty feuds I mind them allM
I was seven years old when the sovran of ringsH
friend of his folk from my father took meC
had me and held me Hrethel the kingQ
with food and fee faithful in kinshipU
Ne'er while I lived there he loathlier found meC
bairn in the burg than his birthright sonsH
Herebeald and Haethcyn and Hygelac mineV
For the eldest of these by unmeet chanceH
by kinsman's deed was the death bed strewnW
when Haethcyn killed him with horny bowX
his own dear liege laid low with an arrowB
missed the mark and his mate shot downY
one brother the other with bloody shaftA
A feeless fight and a fearful sinZ
horror to Hrethel yet hard as it wasH
unavenged must the atheling dieS
Too awful it is for an aged manJ
to bide and bear that his bairn so youngA2
rides on the gallows A rime he makesH
sorrow song for his son there hangingQ
as rapture of ravens no rescue nowX
can come from the old disabled manJ
Still is he minded as morning breaksH
of the heir gone elsewhere another he hopes notA
he will bide to see his burg withinZ
as ward for his wealth now the one has foundA
doom of death that the deed incurredA
Forlorn he looks on the lodge of his sonI
wine hall waste and wind swept chambersH
reft of revel The rider sleepethE
the hero far hidden no harp resoundsH
in the courts no wassail as once was heardA

Anonymous Olde English



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