The Vision Of The Holy Grail Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: AABCCB DDEFGE HHCGG GGIJGI KKGCC LLHFFH MMINN GGOCCO OOCGGC CCFPP OOOQQO RRCGGC SSFRRF OOTOOT AAOCCODeere Chryste let not the cheere of earth | A |
To fill our hearts with heedless mirth | A |
This holy Christmasse time | B |
But give us of thy heavenly cheere | C |
That we may hold thy love most deere | C |
And know thy peace sublime | B |
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Full merry waxed King Pelles court | D |
With Yuletide cheere and Yuletide sport | D |
And when the board was spread | E |
Now wit ye well 'twas good to see | F |
So fair and brave a companie | G |
With Pelles at the head | E |
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'Come hence Elaine ' King Pelles cried | H |
'Come hence and sit ye by my side | H |
For never yet I trow | C |
Have gentle virtues like to thine | G |
Been proved by sword nor pledged in wine | G |
Nor shall be nevermo ' | - |
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'Sweete sir my father ' quoth Elaine | G |
'Me it repents to give thee pain | G |
Yet tarry I may not | I |
For I shall soond and I shall die | J |
If I behold this companie | G |
And see not Launcelot | I |
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'My heart shall have no love but this | K |
My lips shall know no other kiss | K |
Save only father thine | G |
So graunt me leave to seek my bower | C |
The lonely chamber in the toure | C |
Where sleeps his child and mine ' | - |
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Then frowned the King in sore despite | L |
'A murrain seize that traitrous knight | L |
For that he lies ' he cried | H |
'A base unchristian paynim he | F |
Else by my beard he would not be | F |
A recreant to his bride | H |
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'Oh I had liefer yield my life | M |
Than see thee the deserted wife | M |
Of dastard Launcelot | I |
Yet an' thou hast no mind to stay | N |
Go with thy damosels away | N |
Lo I'll detain ye not ' | - |
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Her damosels in goodly train | G |
Back to her chamber led Elaine | G |
And when her eyes were cast | O |
Upon her babe her tears did flow | C |
And she did wail and weep as though | C |
Her heart had like to brast | O |
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The while she grieved the Yuletide sport | O |
Waxed lustier in King Pelles' court | O |
And louder houre by houre | C |
The echoes of the rout were borne | G |
To where the lady all forlorn | G |
Made moning in the toure | C |
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'Swete Chryste ' she cried 'ne let me hear | C |
Their ribald sounds of Yuletide cheere | C |
That mock at mine and me | F |
Graunt that my sore affliction cease | P |
And give me of the heavenly peace | P |
That comes with thoughts of thee ' | - |
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Lo as she spake a wondrous light | O |
Made all that lonely chamber bright | O |
And o'er the infant's bed | O |
A spirit hand as samite pail | Q |
Held sodaine foorth the Holy Grail | Q |
Above the infant's head | O |
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And from the sacred golden cup | R |
A subtle incense floated up | R |
And filled the conscious air | C |
Which when she breather the fair Elaine | G |
Forgot her grief forgot her pain | G |
Forgot her sore despair | C |
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And as the Grail's mysterious balm | S |
Wrought in her heart a wondrous calm | S |
Great mervail 'twas to see | F |
The sleeping child stretch one hand up | R |
As if in dreams he held the cup | R |
Which none mought win but he | F |
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Through all the night King Pelles' court | O |
Made mighty cheer and goodly sport | O |
Nor never recked the joy | T |
That was vouchsafed that Christmass tide | O |
To Launcelot's deserted bride | O |
And to her sleeping boy | T |
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Swete Chryste let not the cheere of earth | A |
To fill our hearts with heedless mirth | A |
This present Christmasse night | O |
But send among us to and fro | C |
Thy Holy Grail that men may know | C |
The joy withe wisdom dight | O |
Eugene Field
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