Robin Hood And The Prince Of Aragon Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

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NOW Robin Hood Will Scadlock and Little JohnA
Are walking over the plainB
With a good fat buck which Will ScadlockC
With his strong bow had slainB
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Jog on jog on ' cries Robin HoodD
The day it runs full fastE
For though my nephew me a breakfast gaveF
I have not yet broke my fastE
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Then to yonder lodge let us take our wayG
I think it wondrous goodD
Where my nephew by my bold yeomenB
Shall be welcomd unto the green wood '-
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With that he took the bugle hornB
Full well he could it blowH
Streight from the woods came marching downB
One hundred tall fellows and moH
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Stand stand to your arms ' crys Will ScadlockC
Lo the enemies are within ken '-
With that Robin Hood he laughd aloudI
Crys They are my bold yeomenB
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Who when they arriv'd and Robin espy'dI
Cry'd Master what is your willJ
We thought you had in danger beenB
Your horn did sound so shrillJ
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Now nay now nay ' quoth Robin HoodI
The danger is past and goneB
I would have you to welcome my nephew hereK
That hath paid me two for one '-
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In feasting and sporting they passed the dayI
Till Phoebus sunk into the deepL
Then each one to his quarters hy'dI
His guard there for to keepL
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Long had they not walked within the green woodI
But Robin he was espy'dI
Of a beautiful damsel all aloneB
That on a black palfrey did rideI
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Her riding suit was of sable hew blackC
Sypress over her faceM
Through which her rose like cheeks did blushN
All with a comely graceM
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Come tell me the cause thou pritty one '-
Quoth Robin aend tell me arightI
From whence thou comest and whither thou goestI
All in this mournful plight '-
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From London I came ' the damsel reply'dI
From London upon the thamesO
Which circled is O grief to tellP
Besieg'd with forraign armsQ
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By the proud Prince of AragonB
Who swears by his martial handI
To have the princess for his spouseR
Or else to waste this landI
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Except that champions can be foundI
That dare fight three to threeS
Against the prince and giants twainB
Most horrid for to seeS
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Whose grisly looks and eyes like brandsT
Strike terrour where they comeU
With serpents hissing on their helmsV
Instead of feathered plumeW
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The princess shall be the victors prizeX
The king hath vowd and saidI
And he that shall the conquest winB
Shall have her to his brideI
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Now we are four damsels sent abroadI
To the east west north and southY
To try whose fortune is so goodI
To find these champions forthZ
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But all in vaine we have sought aboutI
Yet none so bold there areA2
That dare adventure life and bloodI
To free a lady fair '-
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When is the day ' quoth Robin HoodI
Tell me this and no more '-
On Midsummer next ' the damsel saidI
Which is June the twenty four '-
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With that the teares trickled down her cheeksB2
And silent was her tongueC
With sighs and sobs she took her leaveC2
Away her palfrey sprungC
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This news struck Robin to the heartI
He fell down on the grassD2
His actions and his troubled mindI
Shewd he perplexed wasE2
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Where lies your grief ' quoth Will ScadlockC
O master tell to meS
If the damsels eyes have piercd your heartI
I'll fetch her back to thee '-
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Now nay now nay ' quoth Robin HoodI
She doth not cause my smartI
But it is the poor distressed princessF2
That wounds me to the heartI
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I will go fight the giants allG2
To set the lady free '-
The devil take my soul ' quoth Little JohnB
If I part with thy company '-
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Must I stay behind ' quoth Will ScadlockC
No no that must not beS
I'le make the third man in the fightI
So we shall be three to three '-
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These words cheerd Robin at the heartI
Joy shone within his faceM
Within his arms he huggd them bothH2
And kindly did imbraceM
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Quoth he We'll put on mothly grayI
With long staves in our handsM
A scrip and bottle by our sidesM
As come from the Holy LandI
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So may we pass along the high wayI
None will ask from whence we cameI2
But take us pilgrims for to beS
Or else some holy menB
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Now they are on their journey goneB
As fast as they may speedI
Yet for all haste ere they arriv'dI
The princess forth was ledI
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To be deliverd to the princeM
Who in the list did standI
Prepar'd to fight or else receiveC2
His lady by the handI
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With that he walkt about the listsM
With giants by his sideI
Bring forth ' said he 'your championsM
Or bring me forth my brideI
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This is the four and twentieth dayI
The day prefixt uponB
Bring forth my bride or London burnsM
I swear by Acaron '-
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Then cries the king and queen likewiseM
Both weeping as they speakC
Lo we have brought our daughter dearJ2
Whom we are forcd to forsakeC
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With that stept out bold Robin HoodI
Crys My liege it must not be soM
Such beauty as the fair princessM
Is not for a tyrants mowM
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The prince he then began to stormK2
Crys Fool fanatick baboonB
How dares thou stop my valours prizeM
I'll kill thee with a frownB
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Thou tyrant Turk thou infidel '-
Thus Robin began to replyL2
Thy frowns I scorn lo here's my gageM2
And thus I thee defieC2
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And for these two Goliahs thereN2
That stand on either sideI
Here are two little Davids byL2
That soon can tame their pride '-
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Then did the king for armour sendI
For lances swords and shieldsM
And thus all three in armour brightI
Came marching to the fieldI
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The trumpets began to sound a chargeO2
Each singled out his manB
Their arms in pieces soon were hewdI
Blood sprang from every vainB
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The prince he reacht Robin a blowM
He struck with might and mainB
Which forcd him to reel about the fieldI
As though he had been slainB
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God a mercy ' quoth Robin 'For that blowM
The quarrel shall soon be try'dI
This stroke shall shew a full divorceM
Betwixt thee and thy bride '-
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So from his shoulders he's cut his headI
Which on the ground did fallG2
And grumbling sore at Robin HoodI
To be so dealt withalG2
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The giants then began to rageM2
To see their prince lie deadI
Thou's be the next ' quoth Little JohnB
Unless thou well guard thy head '-
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With that his faulchion he whirld aboutI
It was both keen and sharpP2
He clove the giant to the beltI
And cut in twain his heartI
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Will Scadlock well had playd his partI
The giant he had brought to his kneeS
Quoth he The devil cannot break his fastI
Unless he have you all threeS
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So with his faulchion he run him throughQ2
A deep and gashly woundI
Who damd and foamd cursd and blasphemdI
And then fell to the groundI
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Now all the lists with cheers were filldI
The skies they did resoundI
Which brought the princess to herselfC2
Who was faln in a swoundI
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The king and queen and princess fairN2
Came walking to the placeM
And gave the champions many thanksM
And did them further graceM
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Tell me ' quoth the king 'whence you areA2
That thus disguised cameI2
Whose valour speaks that noble bloodI
Doth run through every vain '-
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A boon a boon ' quoth Robin HoodI
On my knees I beg and crave '-
By my crown ' quoth the king I grantI
Ask what and thou shalt have '-
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Then pardon I beg for my merry menB
Which are within the green woodI
For Little John and Will ScadlockC
And for me bold Robin Hood '-
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Art thou Robin Hood ' then quoth the kingC
For the valour you have shewnB
Your pardons I doe freely grantI
And welcome every oneB
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The princess I promised the victors prizeM
She cannot have you all threeS
She shall chuse ' quoth Robin saith Little JohnB
Then little share falls to meS
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Then did the princess view all threeS
With a comely lovely graceM
Who took Will Scadlock by the handI
Quoth Here I make my choiceM
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With that a noble lord stept forthZ
Of Maxfield earl was heS
Who lookt Will Scadlock in the faceM
Then wept most bitterlyS
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Quoth he I had a son like theeS
Whom I lovd wondrous wellG2
But he is gone or rather deadI
His name is Young GamwellG2
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Then did Will Scadlock fall on his kneesM
Cries Father father hereK
Here kneels your son your Young GamwellG2
YouQ2

Anonymous Olde English



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