Glasgerion Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: AABCDDDD E B F D G D DHIHIH IJ DDA JKL DMN DJOJ JJD JDL PDQD IDND RSTU RURU UDQDLD IUU DDQD IDND JVD WDI XJYJU JJOJ UJU UZUZ UJUJ

Ther herde I pleyen on an harpeA
That souned bothe wel and sharpeA
Orpheus ful craftelyB
And on his syde faste byC
Sat the harper OrionD
And Eacides ChironD
And other harpers many oonD
And the Bret A GlascurionD
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Chaucer Hous of Fame IIIE
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The Text from the Percy Folio luckily is complete saving an omission of two lines A few obvious corrections have been introduced and the Folio reading given in a footnote Percy printed the ballad in the Reliques with far fewer alterations than usualB
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The Story is also told in a milk and water Scotch version Glenkindie doubtless mishandled by Jamieson who 'improved' it from two traditional sources The admirable English ballad gives a striking picture of the horror of 'churl s blood' proper to feudal daysF
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In the quotation above Chaucer places Glascurion with Orpheus Arion and Chiron four great harpers It is not improbable that Glascurion and Glasgerion represent the Welsh bard Glas Keraint Keraint the Blue Bard the chief bard wearing a blue robe of office said to have been an eminent poet the son of Owain Prince of GlamorganD
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The oath taken 'by oak and ash and thorn' stanza is a relic of very early times An oath 'by corn' is in Young HuntingG
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Footnote A From Skeat's edition elsewhere quoted 'gret Glascurion '-
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GLASGERIOND
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Glasgerion was a king's own sonD
And a harper he was goodH
He harped in the king's chamberI
Where cup and candle stoodH
And so did he in the queen's chamberI
Till ladies waxed woodH
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And then bespake the king's daughterI
And these words thus said sheJ
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Said 'Strike on strike on GlasgerionD
Of thy striking do not blinD
There's never a stroke comes over this harpA
But it glads my heart within '-
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'Fair might you fall lady ' quoth heJ
'Who taught you now to speakK
I have loved you lady seven yearL
My heart I durst ne'er break '-
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'But come to my bower my GlasgerionD
When all men are at restM
As I am a lady true of my promiseN
Thou shalt be a welcome guest '-
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But home then came GlasgerionD
A glad man Lord was heJ
'And come thou hither Jack my boyO
Come hither unto meJ
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'For the king's daughter of NormandyJ
Her love is granted meJ
And before the cock have crowenD
At her chamber must I be '-
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'But come you hither master ' quoth heJ
'Lay your head down on this stoneD
For I will waken you master dearL
Afore it be time to gone '-
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But up then rose that lither ladP
And did on hose and shoonD
A collar he cast upon his neckQ
He seemed a gentlemanD
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And when he came to that lady's chamberI
He thrilled upon a pinD
The lady was true of her promiseN
Rose up and let him inD
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He did not take the lady gayR
To bolster nor no bedS
But down upon her chamber floorT
Full soon he hath her laidU
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He did not kiss that lady gayR
When he came nor when he yodeU
And sore mistrusted that lady gayR
He was of some churl s bloodU
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But home then came that lither ladU
And did off his hose and shoonD
And cast that collar from about his neckQ
He was but a churl s sonD
'Awaken ' quoth he 'my master dearL
I hold it time to be goneD
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'For I have saddled your horse masterI
Well bridled I have your steedU
Have not I served a good breakfastU
When time comes I have need '-
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But up then rose good GlasgerionD
And did on both hose and shoonD
And cast a collar about his neckQ
He was a king s sonD
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And when he came to that lady's chamberI
He thrilled upon a pinD
The lady was more than true of her promiseN
Rose up and let him inD
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Says 'Whether have you left with meJ
Your bracelet or your gloveV
Or are you back returned againD
To know more of my love '-
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Glasgerion swore a full great oathW
By oak and ash and thornD
'Lady I was never in your chamberI
Sith the time that I was born '-
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'O then it was your little foot pageX
Falsely hath beguiled me'J
And then she pull'd forth a little pen knifeY
That hanged by her kneeJ
Says 'There shall never no churl s bloodU
Spring within my body '-
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But home then went GlasgerionJ
A woe man good Lord was heJ
Says 'Come hither thou Jack my boyO
Come thou thither to meJ
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'For if I had killed a man to nightU
Jack I would tell it theeJ
But if I have not killed a man to nightU
Jack thou hast killed three '-
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And he pull'd out his bright brown swordU
And dried it on his sleeveZ
And he smote off that lither lad's headU
And asked no man no leaveZ
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He set the sword's point till his breastU
The pommel till a stoneJ
Thorough that falseness of that lither ladU
These three lives were all goneJ

Frank Sidgwick



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