The Faerie Queene: Book I, Canto I Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABCDBEBEEBEBB AFAFFBFBB GHGHHHHHHG HAHAAFAFF| THE FIRST BOOKE OF THE FAERIE QUEENE | A |
| Contayning | B |
| THE LEGENDE OF THE KNIGHT OF THE | C |
| RED CROSSE OR OF HOLINESSEProemi | D |
| Lo I the man whose Muse whilome did maske | B |
| As time her taught in lowly Shepheards weeds | E |
| Am now enforst a far unfitter taske | B |
| For trumpets sterne to chaunge mine Oaten reeds | E |
| And sing of Knights and Ladies gentle deeds | E |
| Whose prayses having slept in silence long | B |
| Me all too meane the sacred Muse areeds | E |
| To blazon broad emongst her learned throng | B |
| Fierce warres and faithful loves shall moralize my song | B |
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| Helpe then O holy Virgin chiefe of nine | A |
| Thy weaker Novice to performe thy will | F |
| Lay forth out of thine everlasting scryne | A |
| The antique rolles which there lye hidden still | F |
| Of Faerie knights and fairest Tanaquill | F |
| Whom that most noble Briton Prince so long | B |
| Sought through the world and suffered so much ill | F |
| That I must rue his undeserved wrong | B |
| O helpe thou my weake wit and sharpen my dull tong | B |
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| And thou most dreaded impe of highest Jove | G |
| Faire Venus sonne that with thy cruell dart | H |
| At that good knight so cunningly didst rove | G |
| That glorious fire it kindled in his hart | H |
| Lay now thy deadly Heben bow apart | H |
| And with thy mother milde come to mine ayde | H |
| Come both and with you bring triumphant Mart | H |
| In loves and gentle jollities arrayd | H |
| After his murdrous spoiles and bloudy rage allayd | H |
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| And with them eke O Goddesse heavenly bright | H |
| Mirrour of grace and Majestie divine | A |
| Great Lady of the greatest Isle whose light | H |
| Like Phoebus lampe throughout the world doth shine | A |
| Shed thy faire beames into my feeble eyne | A |
| And raise my thoughts too humble and too vile | F |
| To thinke of that true glorious type of thine | A |
| The argument of mine afflicted stile | F |
| The which to heare vouchsafe O dearest dred a while | F |
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| CANTO I | - |
Edmund Spenser
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