Valentine And Ursine Poem Rhyme Scheme

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Valentine And Ursine Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

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Part the First	A
When Flora 'gins to decke the fields	B
With colours fresh and fine	C
Then holy clerkes their mattins sing	D
To good Saint Valentine	C
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The King of France that morning fair	E
He would a hunting ride	F
To Artois forest prancing forth	G
In all his princelye pride	F
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To grace his sports a courtly train	H
Of gallant peers attend	I
And with their loud and cheerful cryes	B
The hills and valleys rend	I
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Through the deep forest swift they pass	B
Through woods and thickets wild	I
When down within a lonely dell	J
They found a new born child	I
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All in a scarlet kercher lay'd	I
Of silk so fine and thin	K
A golden mantle wrapt him round	I
Pinn'd with a silver pin	K
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The sudden sight surpriz'd them all	L
The courtiers gather'd round	I
They look they call the mother seek	M
No mother could be found	I
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At length the king himself drew near	N
And as he gazing stands	B
The pretty babe look'd up and smil'd	I
And stretch'd his little hands	B
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'Now by the rood ' King Pepin says	B
'This child is passing fair	E
I wot he is of gentle blood	I
Perhaps some prince's heir	E
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'Goe bear him home unto my court	I
With all the care ye may	O
Let him be christen'd Valentine	C
In honour of this day	O
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'And look me out some cunning nurse	B
Well nurtur'd let him bee	P
Nor ought was wanting that became	Q
A bairn of high degree	P
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Thus grewe the little Valentine	C
Belov'd of king and peers	B
And shew'd in all he spake or did	I
A wit beyond his years	B
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But chief in gallant feates of arms	B
He did himself advance	B
That ere he grewe to man's estate	I
He had no peere in France	B
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And now the early downe began	R
To shade his youthful chin	K
When Valentine was dubb'd a knight	I
That he might glory win	K
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'A boon a boon my gracious liege	S
I beg a boon of thee	P
The first adventure that befalls	B
May be reserv'd for mee '	-
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'The first adventure shall be thine '	-
The king did smiling say	O
Nor many days when low there came	Q
Three palmers cald in graye	O
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'Help gracious lord ' they weeping say'd	I
And knelt as it was meet	I
'From Artoys forest we be come	T
With weak and wearye feet	I
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'Within those deep and drearye woods	B
There wends a savage boy	U
Whose fierce and mortal rage doth yield	I
Thy subjects dire annoy	U
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''Mong ruthless beares he sure was bred	I
He lurks within their den	V
With beares he lives with beares he feeds	B
And drinks the blood of men	V
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'To more than savage strength he joins	B
A more than human skill	W
For arms ne cunning may suffice	B
His cruel rage to still '	-
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Up then rose Sir Valentine	C
And claim'd that arduous deed	I
'Go forth and conquer ' say'd the king	D
'And great shall be thy meed '	-
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Well mounted on a milk white steed	I
His armour white as snow	X
As well beseem'd a virgin knight	I
Who ne'er had fought a foe	X
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To Artoys forest he repairs	B
With all the haste he may	O
And soon he spies the savage youth	Y
A rending of his prey	O
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His unkempt hair all matted hung	Z
His shaggy shoulders round	I
His eager eye all fiery glow'd	I
His face with fury frown'd	I
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Like eagles' talons grew his nails	B
His limbs were thick and strong	A2
And dreadful was the knotted oak	B2
He bare with him along	A2
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Soon as Sir Valentine approach'd	I
He starts with sudden spring	D
And yelling forth a hideous howl	C2
He made the forests ring	D
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As when a tyger fierce and fell	J
Hath spied a passing roe	X
And leaps at once upon his throat	I
So sprung the savage foe	X
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So lightly leap'd with furious force	B
The gentle knight to seize	B
But met his tall uplifted spear	N
Which sunk him on his knees	B
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A second stroke so stiff and stern	D2
Had laid the savage low	X
But springing up he rais'd his club	E2
And aim'd a dreadful blow	X
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The watchful warrior bent his head	I
And shun'd the coming stroke	B2
Upon his taper spear it fell	J
And all to shivers broke	B2
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Then lighting nimbly from his steed	I
He drew his burnisht brand	I
The savage quick as lightning flew	F2
To wrest it from his hand	I
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Three times he grasp'd the silver hilt	I
Three times he felt the blade	I
Three times it fell with furious force	B
Three ghastly wounds it made	I
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Now with redoubled rage he roar'd	I
His eye ball flash'd with fire	G2
Each hairy limb with fury shook	H2
And all his heart was ire	I2
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Then closing fast with furious gripe	J2
He clasp'd the champion round	I
And with a strong and sudden twist	I
He laid him on the ground	I
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But soon the knight with active spring	D
O'erturn'd his hairy foe	X
And now between their sturdy fists	B
Past many a bruising blow	X
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They roll'd and grappled on the ground	I
And there they struggled long	A2
Skilful and active was the knight	I
The savage he was strong	A2
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But brutal force and savage strength	K2
To art and skill must yield	I
Sir Valentine at legnth prevail'd	I
And won the well fought field	I
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Then binding strait his conquer'd foe	X
Fast with an iron chain	H
He tyes him to his horse's tail	L2
And leads him o'er the plain	H
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To court his hairy captive soon	M2
Sir Valentine doth bring	D
And kneeling downe upon his knee	P
Presents him to the king	D
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With loss of blood and loss of strength	K2
The savage tamer grew	F2
And to Sir Valentine became	Q
A servant try'd and true	F2
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And 'cause with beares he erst was bred	I
Ursine they call his name	Q
A name which unto future times	B
The Muses shall proclaime	Q
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Part the Second	I
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In high renown with prince and peere	F2
Now liv'd Sir Valentine	C
His high renown with prince and peere	F2
Made envious hearts repine	C
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It chanc'd the king upon a day	O
Prepar'd a sumptuous feast	I
And there came lords and dainty dames	B
And many a noble guest	I
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Amid their cups that freely flow'd	I
Their revelry and mirth	N2
A youthful knight tax'd Valentine	C
Of base and doubtful birth	N2
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The foul reproach so grossly urg'd	I
His generous heart did wound	I
And strait he vow'd he ne'er would rest	I
Till he his parents found	I
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Then bidding king and peers adieu	F2
Early one summer's day	O
With faithful Ursine by his side	I
From court he took his way	O
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O'er hill and valley moss and moor	F2
For many a day they pass	B
At length upon a moated lake	O2
They found a bridge of brass	B
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Beyond it rose a castle fair	F2
Y built of marble stone	C
The battlements were gilt with gold	I
And glittred in the sun	C
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Beneath the bridge with strange device	B
A hundred bells were hung	Z
That man nor beast might pass thereon	C
But strait their larum rung	Z
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This quickly found the youthful pair	F2
Who boldly crossing o'er	F2
The jangling sound bedaft their ears	B
And rung from shore to shore	F2
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Quick at the sound the castle gates	B
Unlock'd and opened wide	I
And strait a gyant huge and grim	Q
Stalk'd forth with stately pride	I
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'Now yield you caytiffs to my will '	-
He cried with hideous roar	F2
'Or else the wolves shall eat your flesh	P2
And ravens drink your gore '	-
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'Vain boaster ' said the youthful knight	I
'I scorn thy threats and thee	P
I trust to force thy brazen gates	B
And set thy captives free '	-
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Then putting spurs unto his steed	I
He aim'd a dreadful thrust	I
The spear against the gyant glanc'd	I
And caus'd the blood to burst	I
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Mad and outrageous with the pain	C
He whirl'd his mace ofsteel	L2
The very wind of such a blow	L2
Had made the champion reel	L2
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It haply mist and now the knight	I
His glittering sword display'd	I
And riding round with whirlwind speed	I
Oft made him feel the blade	I
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As when a large and monstrous oak	B2
Unceasing axes hew	F2
So fast around the gyant's limbs	B
The blows quick darting flew	F2
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As when the boughs with hideous fall	L2
Some hapless woodman crush	Q2
With such a force the enormous foe	L2
Did on the champion rush	Q2
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A fearful blow alas there came	Q
Both horse and knight it took	H2
And laid them senseless in the dust	I
So fatal was the stroke	B2
	-
Then smiling forth a hideous grin	C
The gyant strides in haste	I
And stooping aims a second stroke	B2
'Now caytiff breathe thy last '	-
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But ere it fell two thundering blows	B
Upon his scull descend	I
From Ursine's knotty club they came	Q
Who ran to save his friend	I
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Down sunk the gyant gaping wide	I
And rolling his grim eyes	B
The hairy youth repeats his blows	B
He gasps he groans he dies	B
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Quickly Sir Valentine reviv'd	I
With Ursine's timely care	F2
And now to search the castle walls	B
The venturous youths repair	F2
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The blood and bones of murder'd knights	B
They found where'er they came	Q
At length within a	R2