King Leir And His Three Daughters Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

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A lamentable Song of the Death of King Leir and his Three DaughtersA
To the tune ofB
When flying FameC
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King Leir once ruled in this landD
With princely power and peaceE
And had all things with hearts contentF
That might his joys increaseE
Amongst those things that nature gaveG
Three daughters fair had heH
So princely seeming beautifulI
As fairer could not beH
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So on a time it pleas'd the kingJ
A question thus to moveK
Which of his daughters to his graceL
Could shew the dearest loveB
'For to my age you bring content '-
Quoth he 'then let me hearM
Which of you three in plighted trothN
The kindest will appear '-
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To whom the eldest thus beganO
'Dear father mind ' quoth sheH
'Before your face to do you goodP
My blood shall render'd beH
And for your sake my bleeding heartQ
Shall here be cut in twainR
Ere that I see your reverend ageS
The smallest grief sustain '-
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'And so will I ' the second saidT
'Dear father for your sakeU
The worst of all extremitiesV
I'll gently undertakeU
And serve your highness night and dayW
With diligence and loveB
That sweet content and quietnessX
Discomforts may remove '-
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'In doing so you glad my soul '-
The aged king reply'dW
'But what sayst thou my youngest girlY
How is thy love ally'd '-
'My love quoth young Cordelia thenZ
'Which to your grace I oweA2
Shall be the duty of a childW
And that is all I'll show '-
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'And wilt thou shew no more ' quoth heH
'Than doth thy duty bindW
I well perceive thy love is smallB2
When as no more I findW
Henceforth I banish thee my courtW
Thou art no child of mineC2
Nor any part of this my realmD2
By favour shall be thineC2
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'Thy elder sisters loves are moreE2
Than well I can demandW
To whom I equally bestowA2
My kingdome and my landW
My pompal state and all my goodsF2
That lovingly I mayW
With those thy sisters be maintain'dW
Until my dying day '-
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Thus flattering speeches won renownG2
By these two sisters hereM
The third had causeless banishmentW
Yet was her love more dearH2
For poor Cordelia patientlyH
Went wandring up and downG2
Unhelp'd unpity'd gentle maidW
Through many an English townG2
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Untill at last in famous FranceI2
She gentler fortunes foundW
Though poor and bare yet she was deem'dW
The fairest on the groundW
Where when the king her virtues heardW
And this fair lady seenJ2
With full consent of all his courtW
He made his wife and queenJ2
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Her father old King Leir this whileK2
With his two daughters staidW
Forgetful of their promis'd lovesL2
Full soon the same decay'dW
And living in Queen Ragan's courtW
The eldest of the twainR
She took from him his chiefest meansM2
And most of all his trainR
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For whereas twenty men were wontW
To wait with bended kneeH
She gave allowance but to tenZ
And after scarce to threeH
Nay one she thought too much for himN2
So took she all awayW
In hope that in her court good kingJ
He would no longer stayW
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'Am I rewarded thus ' quoth heH
'In giving all I haveO2
Unto my children and to begP2
For what I lately gaveG
I'll go unto my GonorellK2
My second child I knowA2
Will be more kind and pitifulK2
And will relieve my woe '-
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Full fast he hies then to her courtW
Where when she heard his moanQ2
Return'd him answer that she griev'dW
That all his means were goneR2
But no way could relieve his wantsS2
Yet if that he would stayW
Within her kitchen he should haveO2
What scullions gave awayW
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When he had heard with bitter tearsT2
He made his answer thenZ
'In what I did let me be madeW
Example to all menZ
I will return again ' quoth heH
'Unto my Ragan's courtW
She will not use me thus I hopeU2
But in a kinder sort '-
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Where when he came she gave commandW
To drive him thence awayW
When he was well within her courtW
She said he would not stayW
Then back again to GonorellK2
The woeful king did hieH
That in her kitchen he might haveO2
What scullion boys set byV2
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But there of that he was deny'dW
Which she had promis'd lateW
For once refusing he should notW
Come after to her gateW
Thus twixt his daughters for reliefW2
He wandred up and downG2
Being glad to feed on beggars foodW
Than lately wore a crownG2
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And calling to remembrance thenZ
His youngest daughters wordsX2
That said the duty of a childW
Was all that love affordsY2
But doubting to repair to herZ2
Whom he had banish'd soA2
Grew frantic mad for in his mindW
He bore the wounds of woeA2
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Which made him rend his milk white locksA3
And tresses from his headW
And all with blood bestain his cheeksB3
With age and honour spreadW
To hills and woods and watry fountsB3
He made his hourly moanQ2
Till hills and woods and senseless thingsB3
Did seem to sigh and groanQ2
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Even thus possest with discontentsB3
He passed o're to FranceB3
In hopes from fair Cordelia thereC3
To find some gentler chanceB3
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Most virtuous dame which when she heardW
Of this her father's griefW2
As duty bound she quickly sentW
Him comfort and reliefW2
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And by a train of noble peersB3
In brave and gallant sortW
She gave in charge he should be broughtW
To Aganippus' courtW
Whose royal king with noble mindW
So freely gave consentW
To muster up his knights at armsB3
To fame and courage bentW
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And so to England came with speedW
To repossesse King LeirC3
And drive his daughters from their thronesB3
By his Cordelia dearC3
Where she true hearted noble queenJ2
Was in the battel slainR
Yet he good king in his old daysB3
Possest his crown againZ
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But when he heard Cordelia's deathD3
Who died indeed for loveB
Of her dear father in whose causeB3
She did this battle moveK
He swooning fell upon her breastW
From whence he never partedW
But on her bosom left his lifeE3
That was so truly heartedW
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The lords and nobles when they sawB3
The end of these eventsB3
The other sisters unto deathD3
They doomed by consentsB3
And being dead their crowns they leftW
Unto the next of kinF3
Thus have you seen the fall of prideW
And disobedient sinF3

Anonymous Olde English



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