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Lancelot 05 Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

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Gawaine his body trembling and his heart	A
Pounding as if he were a boy in battle	B
Sat crouched as far away from everything	C
As walls would give him distance Bedivere	D
Stood like a man of stone with folded arms	E
And wept in stony silence The King moved	F
His pallid lips and uttered fitfully	G
Low fragments of a prayer that was half sad	H
Half savage and was ended in a crash	I
Of distant sound that anguish lifted near	D
To those who heard it Gawaine sprang again	J
To the same casement where the towers and roofs	K
Had glimmered faintly a long hour ago	L
But saw no terrors yet though now he heard	M
A fiercer discord than allegiance rings	N
To rouse a mourning city blows groans cries	O
Loud iron struck on iron horses trampling	C
Death yells and imprecations and at last	P
A moaning silence Then a murmuring	C
Of eager fearfulness which had a note	Q
Of exultation and astonishment	R
Came nearer till a tumult of hard feet	S
Filled the long corridor where late the King	C
Had made a softer progress	T
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Well then Lucan	J
The King said urging an indignity	G
To qualify suspense For what arrears	U
Of grace are we in debt for this attention	J
Why all this early stirring of our sentries	V
And their somewhat unseasoned innovation	J
To bring you at this unappointed hour	D
Are we at war with someone or another	D
Without our sanction or intelligence	W
Are Lucius and the Romans here to greet us	X
Or was it Lucius we saw dead	Y
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Sir Lucan	J
Bowed humbly in amazed acknowledgment	R
Of his intrusion meanwhile having scanned	Z
What three grief harrowed faces were revealing	C
Praise God sir there are tears in the King's eyes	O
And in his friends' Having regarded them	A2
And having ventured an abrupt appraisal	B
Of what I translate	B2
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Lucan the King said	Y
No matter what procedure or persuasion	J
Gave you an entrance tell us what it is	C2
That you have come to tell us and no more	D
There was a most uncivil sound abroad	D2
Before you came Who riots in the city	G
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Sir will your patience with a element ear	D
Attend the confirmation of events	E2
I will with all available precision	J
Say what this morning has inaugurated	F2
No preface or prolonged exordium	A2
Need aggravate the narrative I venture	D
The man of God requiring of the Queen	J
A last assoiling prayer for her salvation	J
Heard what none else did hear save God the Father	D
Then a great hush descended on a scene	J
Where stronger men than I fell on their knees	V
And wet with tears their mail of shining iron	J
That soon was to be cleft unconscionably	B
Beneath a blast of anguish as intense	G2
And fabulous in ardor and effect	H2
As Jove's is in his lightning To be short	I2
They led the Queen and she went bravely to it	J2
Or so she was configured in the picture	D
A brief way more and we who did see that	K2
Believed we saw the last of all her sharing	C
In this conglomerate and perplexed existence	W
But no and here the prodigy comes in	J
The penal flame had hardly bit the faggot	L2
When like an onslaught out of Erebus	W
There came a crash of horses and a flash	I
Of axes and a hewing down of heroes	W
Not like to any in its harsh profound	M2
Unholy and uneven execution	J
I felt the breath of one horse on my neck	N2
And of a sword that all but left a chasm	A2
Where still praise be to God I have intact	O2
A face if not a fair one I achieved	P2
My flight I trust with honorable zeal	B
Not having arms or mail or preservation	J
In any phase of necessary iron	J
I found a refuge and there saw the Queen	J
All white and in a swound of woe uplifted	F2
By Lionel while a dozen fought about him	A2
And Lancelot who seized her while he struck	Q2
And with his insane army galloped away	R2
Before the living whom he left amazed	S2
Were sure they were alive among the dead	Y
Not even in the legendary mist	T2
Of wars that none today may verify	U2
Did ever men annihilate their kind	V2
With a more vicious inhumanity	G
Or a more skilful frenzy Lancelot	W2
And all his heated adjuncts are by now	J
Too far I fear for such immediate	L2
Reprisal as your majesty perchance	W
O' God's name Lucan the King cried be still	B
He gripped with either sodden hand an arm	A2
Of his unyielding chair while his eyes blazed	S2
In anger wonder and fierce hesitation	J
Then with a sigh that may have told unheard	M
Of an unwilling gratitude he gazed	S2
Upon his friends who gazed again at him	A2
But neither King nor friend said anything	C
Until the King turned once more to Sir Lucan	J
Be still or publish with a shorter tongue	X2
The names of our companions who are dead	Y
Well were you there Or did you run so fast	P
That you were never there You must have eyes	W
Or you could not have run to find us here	D
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Then Lucan with a melancholy glance	W
At Gawaine who stood glaring his impatience	W
Addressed again the King I will be short sir	D
Too brief to measure with finality	G
The scope of what I saw with indistinct	Y2
Amazement and incredulous concern	J
Sir Tor Sir Griflet and Sir Aglovale	B
Are dead Sir Gillimer he is dead Sir Sir	D
But should a living error be detailed	Z2
In my account how should I meet your wrath	A3
For such a false addition to your sorrow	L
He turned again to Gawaine who shook now	J
As if the fear in him were more than fury	G
The King observing Gawaine beat his foot	B3
In fearful hesitancy on the floor	D
No Lucan if so kind an error lives	W
In your dead record you need have no fear	D
My sorrow has already in the weight	B2
Of this you tell too gross a task for that	K2
Then I must offer you cold naked words	W
Without the covering warmth of even one	J
Forlorn alternative said Lucan slowly	G
Sir Gareth and Sir Gaheris are dead	Y
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The rage of a fulfilled expectancy	G
Long tortured on a rack of endless moments	W
Flashed out of Gawaine's overflowing eyes	W
While he flew forward seizing Lucan's arms	W
And hurled him while he held him Stop Gawaine	J
The King said grimly Now is no time for that	K2
If Lucan in a too bewildered heat	S
Of observation or sad reckoning	C
Has added life to death our joy therefor	D
Will be the larger You have lost yourself	C3
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More than myself it is that I have lost	D3
Gawaine said with a choking voice that faltered	M
Forgive me Lucan I was a little mad	H
Gareth and Gaheris Do you say their names	W
And then say they are dead They had no arms	W
No armor They were like you and you live	E3
Why do you live when they are dead You ran	J
You say Well why were they not running	C
If they ran only for a pike to die with	F3
I knew my brothers and I know your tale	B
Is not all told Gareth and Gaheris	W
Would they stay there to die like silly children	J
Did they believe the King would have them die	U2
For nothing There are dregs of reason Lucan	J
In lunacy itself My brothers Lucan	J
Were murdered like two dogs Who murdered them	A2
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Lucan looked helplessly at Bedivere	D
The changeless man of stone and then at Gawaine	J
I cannot use the word that you have used	G3
Though yours must have an answer Your two brothers	W
Would not have squandered or destroyed themselves	W
In a vain show of action I pronounce it	J2
If only for their known obedience	W
To the King's instant wish Know then your brothers	W
Were caught and crowded this way and then that	K2
With men and horses raging all around them	A2
And there were swords and axes everywhere	D
That heads of men were Armored and unarmored	K2
They knew the iron alike In so great press	W
Discrimination would have had no pause	W
To name itself and therefore Lancelot	K2
Saw not or seeing he may have seen too late	K2
On whom his axes fell	B
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Why do you flood	K2
The name of Lancelot with words enough	H3
To drown him and his army and his axes	W
His axes or his axe Which Lucan Speak	I3
Speak or by God you'll never speak again	J
Forgive me Lucan I was a little mad	K2
You sir forgive me and you Bedivere	D
There are too many currents in this ocean	J
Where I'm adrift and I see no land yet	K2
Men tell of a great whirlpool in the north	J3
Where ships go round until the men aboard	K2
Go dizzy and are dizzy when they're drowning	C
But whether I'm to drown or find the shore	D
There is one thing and only one thing now	J
For me to know His axes or his axe	W
Say Lucan or I O Lucan speak speak speak	I3
Lucan did Lancelot kill my two brothers	W
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I say again that in all human chance	W
He knew not upon whom his axe was falling	C
So Then it was his axe and not his axes	W
It was his hell begotten self that did it	K2
And it was not his men Gareth Gaheris	W
You came too soon There was no place for you	K3
Where there was Lancelot My folly it was	W
Not yours to take for true the inhuman glamour	D
Of his high shining fame for that which most	K2
Was not the man The truth we see too late	K2
Hides half its evil in our stupidity	K2
And we gape while we groan for what we learn	J
An hour ago and I was all but eager	D
To mourn with Bedivere for grief I had	K2
That I did not say something to this villain	J
To this true gracious murderous friend of mine	J
To comfort him and urge him out of this	W
While I was half a fool and half believed	K2
That he was going Well there is this to say	W
The world that has him will not have him long	L3
You see how calm I am now I have said it	K2
And you sir do you see how calm I am	A2
And it was I who told of shipwrecks whirlpools	W
Drowning I must have been a little mad	K2
Not having occupation Now I have one	J
And I have now a tongue as many phrased	K2
As Lucan's Gauge it Lucan if you will	B
Or take my word It's all one thing to me	K2
All one all one There's only one thing left	K2
Gareth and Gaheris Gareth Lancelot	K2
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Look Bedivere the King said look to Gawaine	J
Now lead him you and Lucan to a chair	D
As you and Gawaine led me to this chair	D
Where I am sitting We may all be led	K2
If there be coming on for Camelot	K2
Another day like this Now leave me here	D
Alone with Gawaine When a strong man goes	W
Like that it makes him sick to see his friends	W
Around him Leave us and go now Sometimes	W
I'll scarce remember that he's not my son	J
So near he seems I thank you gentlemen	J
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The King alone with Gawaine who said nothing	C
Had yet no heart for news of Lancelot	K2
Or Guinevere He saw them on their way	W
To Joyous Gard where Tristram and Isolt	K2
Had islanded of old their stolen love	M3
While Mark of Cornwall entertained a vengeance	W
Envisaging an ending of all that	K2
And he could see the two of them together	D
As Mark had seen Isolt there and her knight	K2
Though not like Mark with murder in his eyes	W
He saw them as if they were there already	K2
And he were a lost thought long out of mind	K2
He saw them lying in each other's arms	W
Oblivious of the living and the dead	K2
They left in Camelot Then he saw the dead	K2
That lay so quiet outside the city walls	W
And wept and left the Queen to Lancelot	K2
Or would have left her had the will been his	W
To leave or take for now he could acknowledge	N3
An inrush of a desolate thanksgiving	C
That she with death around her had not died	K2
The vision of a peace that humbled him	A2
And yet might save the world that he had won	J
Came slowly into view like something soft	K2
And ominous on all fours without a spirit	K2
To make it stand upright Better be that	K2
Even that than blood he sighed if that be peace	W
But looking down on Gawaine who said nothing	C
He shook his head The King has had his world	K2
And he shall have no peace With Modred here	D
And Agravaine with Gareth who is dead	K2
With Gaheris Gawaine will have no peace	W
Gawaine or Modred Gawaine with his hate	K2
Or Modred with his anger for his birth	O3
And the black malady of his ambition	J
Will make of my Round Table where was drawn	J
The circle of a world a thing of wreck	N2
And yesterday a furniture forgotten	J
And I who loved the world as Merlin did	K2
May lose it as he lost it for a love	M3
That was not peace and therefore was not love	M3