King Frederik The Seventh Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABABBBCCDD EBEBCCFFGG BHBHIIJJK BLBML BBFFN B JFFFFOO BJBJFFKKP QBQBJJFFRR| Our King is bereft of a trusty friend | A |
| And in dismay | B |
| We lower our banners and sad attend | A |
| On his burial day | B |
| But Denmark in sorrow most deep thou waitest | B |
| For fallen the life that was warmest greatest | B |
| And fallen the tower | C |
| Of mightiest power | C |
| Bewailing the death of their kingly chief | D |
| Men voice their grief | D |
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| For Denmark's salvation the man was born | E |
| Who now is dead | B |
| When banished in youth from the court in scorn | E |
| To his people he fled | B |
| There throve he right well there grew he together | C |
| With peasants and sailors in foul and fair weather | C |
| While fullness of living | F |
| Its schooling was giving | F |
| When ready for Denmark was laid the snare | G |
| Then he was there | G |
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| Now soon it was plain he was peasant skulled | B |
| For their tricks and hence | H |
| The traitors' shrewd schemings were all annulled | B |
| By his bit of sense | H |
| He knew but one thing what his people thought them | I |
| And therefore in danger he freedom brought them | I |
| The whole was his vision | J |
| He would no scission | J |
| His words were but few and of these the key | K |
| 'It shall not be ' | - |
| - | |
| He stood by the helm like a sailor good | B |
| In no storm remiss | L |
| Of praise the tribute he never would | B |
| But he shall have | M |
| this | L |
| - | |
| The ship to the North he unswerving directed | B |
| In storm or in fog exposed or protected | B |
| And fear allaying | F |
| All folk were saying | F |
| 'He isn't so stupid as people tell | N |
| For all goes well ' | - |
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| 'On deck every man ' was his last command | B |
| 'There's storm again ' | - |
| When answered the cry from the mast head 'Land ' | - |
| Oh then just then | J |
| Were loosed from the helm the true hands that were steering | F |
| In death he sank down while the ship began veering | F |
| No never veering | F |
| To the course adhering | F |
| Now Denmark united with all thy force | O |
| Hold straight his course | O |
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| He made it his honor in line to stand | B |
| No rank to know | J |
| But shoulder to shoulder to lend a hand | B |
| And pride forego | J |
| They gather now fruit of his faithful training | F |
| Well drilled every man at his post is straining | F |
| The course is steady | K |
| For tried and ready | K |
| Is many a helmsman and all their will | P |
| Is 'Northward still ' | - |
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| Naught else can they do now but with good cheer | Q |
| Hold out they must | B |
| Stand guard in the darkness and have no fear | Q |
| In God their trust | B |
| It is sultry and silent and yearning in sorrow | J |
| All breathless they listen and wait for the morrow | J |
| 'T is time for waiting | F |
| Till night abating | F |
| The eastern sky reddens and bright dawn speeds | R |
| The day of deeds | R |
Bjarnstjerne Bjarnson
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