Ballad Of The Goodly Fere Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABCB DBBB EBFB GBBB CBHB IABB BBBB JBAB BBCB KBLB CBMB LBJB BBBB NB| Ha' we lost the goodliest fere o' all | A |
| For the priests and the gallows tree | B |
| Aye lover he was of brawny men | C |
| O' ships and the open sea | B |
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| When they came wi' a host to take Our Man | D |
| His smile was good to see | B |
| First let these go quo' our Goodly Fere | B |
| Or I'll see ye damned says he | B |
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| Aye he sent us out through the crossed high spears | E |
| And the scorn of his laugh rang free | B |
| Why took ye not me when I walked about | F |
| Alone in the town says he | B |
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| Oh we drank his Hale in the good red wine | G |
| When we last made company | B |
| No capon priest was the Goodly Fere | B |
| But a man o' men was he | B |
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| I ha' seen him drive a hundred men | C |
| Wi' a bundle o' cords swung free | B |
| That they took the high and holy house | H |
| For their pawn and treasury | B |
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| They'll no' get him a' in a book I think | I |
| Though they write it cunningly | A |
| No mouse of the scrolls was the Goodly Fere | B |
| But aye loved the open sea | B |
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| If they think they ha' snared our Goodly Fere | B |
| They are fools to the last degree | B |
| I'll go to the feast quo' our Goodly Fere | B |
| Though I go to the gallows tree | B |
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| Ye ha' seen me heal the lame and blind | J |
| And wake the dead says he | B |
| Ye shall see one thing to master all | A |
| 'Tis how a brave man dies on the tree | B |
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| A son of God was the Goodly Fere | B |
| That bade us his brothers be | B |
| I ha' seen him cow a thousand men | C |
| I have seen him upon the tree | B |
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| He cried no cry when they drave the nails | K |
| And the blood gushed hot and free | B |
| The hounds of the crimson sky gave tongue | L |
| But never a cry cried he | B |
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| I ha' seen him cow a thousand men | C |
| On the hills o' Galilee | B |
| They whined as he walked out calm between | M |
| Wi' his eyes like the grey o' the sea | B |
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| Like the sea that brooks no voyaging | L |
| With the winds unleashed and free | B |
| Like the sea that he cowed at Genseret | J |
| Wi' twey words spoke' suddently | B |
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| A master of men was the Goodly Fere | B |
| A mate of the wind and sea | B |
| If they think they ha' slain our Goodly Fere | B |
| They are fools eternally | B |
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| I ha' seen him eat o' the honey comb | N |
| Sin' they nailed him to the tree | B |
Ezra Pound
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