Episode 36 Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABBCDEFGHIHHJKLMNGOP QGRSTGCUVWBXBBGYBSBH ZPHA2B2C2D2DBBEHHRE2 YF2G2H2AI2GG2BBJ2GA2 WK2G2G2TG2SA2H2G2G2G 2G2GG2HG2G2G2AG2L2DG 2WIGLAF his name was Weohstan's son | A |
linden thane loved the lord of Scylfings | B |
Aelfhere's kinsman His king he now saw | B |
with heat under helmet hard oppressed | C |
He minded the prizes his prince had given him | D |
wealthy seat of the Waegmunding line | E |
and folk rights that his father owned | F |
Not long he lingered The linden yellow | G |
his shield he seized the old sword he drew | H |
as heirloom of Eanmund earth dwellers knew it | I |
who was slain by the sword edge son of Ohtere | H |
friendless exile erst in fray | H |
killed by Weohstan who won for his kin | J |
brown bright helmet breastplate ringed | K |
old sword of Eotens Onela's gift | L |
weeds of war of the warrior thane | M |
battle gear brave though a brother's child | N |
had been felled the feud was unfelt by Onela | G |
For winters this war gear Weohstan kept | O |
breastplate and board till his bairn had grown | P |
earlship to earn as the old sire did | Q |
then he gave him mid Geats the gear of battle | G |
portion huge when he passed from life | R |
fared aged forth For the first time now | S |
with his leader lord the liegeman young | T |
was bidden to share the shock of battle | G |
Neither softened his soul nor the sire's bequest | C |
weakened in war So the worm found out | U |
when once in fight the foes had met | V |
Wiglaf spake and his words were sage | W |
sad in spirit he said to his comrades | B |
I remember the time when mead we took | X |
what promise we made to this prince of ours | B |
in the banquet hall to our breaker of rings | B |
for gear of combat to give him requital | G |
for hard sword and helmet if hap should bring | Y |
stress of this sort Himself who chose us | B |
from all his army to aid him now | S |
urged us to glory and gave these treasures | B |
because he counted us keen with the spear | H |
and hardy 'neath helm though this hero work | Z |
our leader hoped unhelped and alone | P |
to finish for us folk defender | H |
who hath got him glory greater than all men | A2 |
for daring deeds Now the day is come | B2 |
that our noble master has need of the might | C2 |
of warriors stout Let us stride along | D2 |
the hero to help while the heat is about him | D |
glowing and grim For God is my witness | B |
I am far more fain the fire should seize | B |
along with my lord these limbs of mine | E |
Unsuiting it seems our shields to bear | H |
homeward hence save here we essay | H |
to fell the foe and defend the life | R |
of the Weders' lord I wot 'twere shame | E2 |
on the law of our land if alone the king | Y |
out of Geatish warriors woe endured | F2 |
and sank in the struggle My sword and helmet | G2 |
breastplate and board for us both shall serve | H2 |
Through slaughter reek strode he to succor his chieftain | A |
his battle helm bore and brief words spake | I2 |
Beowulf dearest do all bravely | G |
as in youthful days of yore thou vowedst | G2 |
that while life should last thou wouldst let no wise | B |
thy glory droop Now great in deeds | B |
atheling steadfast with all thy strength | J2 |
shield thy life I will stand to help thee | G |
At the words the worm came once again | A2 |
murderous monster mad with rage | W |
with fire billows flaming its foes to seek | K2 |
the hated men In heat waves burned | G2 |
that board to the boss and the breastplate failed | G2 |
to shelter at all the spear thane young | T |
Yet quickly under his kinsman's shield | G2 |
went eager the earl since his own was now | S |
all burned by the blaze The bold king again | A2 |
had mind of his glory with might his glaive | H2 |
was driven into the dragon's head | G2 |
blow nerved by hate But Naegling was shivered | G2 |
broken in battle was Beowulf's sword | G2 |
old and gray 'Twas granted him not | G2 |
that ever the edge of iron at all | G |
could help him at strife too strong was his hand | G2 |
so the tale is told and he tried too far | H |
with strength of stroke all swords he wielded | G2 |
though sturdy their steel they steaded him nought | G2 |
Then for the third time thought on its feud | G2 |
that folk destroyer fire dread dragon | A |
and rushed on the hero where room allowed | G2 |
battle grim burning its bitter teeth | L2 |
closed on his neck and covered him | D |
with waves of blood from his breast that welled | G2 |
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