The Death-raven (from The Danish Of Oehlenslaeger) Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
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Drove the light vessel through the azure seas | A |
Upon the lofty deck Dame Sigrid lay | B |
And watch'd the setting of the orb of day | B |
Then all at once the smiling sky grew dark | C |
The breakers rav'd and sinking seem'd the bark | C |
The wild Death raven perch'd upon the mast | D |
Scream'd 'mid the tumult and awoke the blast | D |
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Dame Sigrid saw the demon bird on high | E |
And tear drops started in her beauteous eye | E |
Her cheeks which late like blushing roses bloom'd | F |
Had now the pallid hue of fear assum'd | F |
O wild death raven calm thy frightful rage | G |
Nor war with one who warfare cannot wage | G |
Tame yonder billows make them cease to roar | H |
And I will give thee pounds of golden ore | H |
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With gold thou must not hope to pay the brave | I |
For gold I will not calm a single wave | I |
For gold I will not hush the stormy air | J |
And yet my heart is mov'd by thy despair | J |
Give me the treasure hid beneath thy belt | K |
And straight yon clouds in harmless rain shall melt | K |
And down I'll thunder with my claws of steel | L |
Upon the merman clinging to your keel | L |
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What I conceal'd beneath my girdle bear | J |
Is thine irrevocably thine I swear | J |
Thou hast refus'd a great and noble prey | B |
To get possession of my closet key | M |
Lo here it is and when within thy maw | N |
May'st thou much comfort from the morsel draw | N |
The polish'd steel upon the deck she cast | D |
And off the raven flutter'd from the mast | D |
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Then down at once he plung'd amid the main | O |
And clove the merman's frightful head in twain | O |
The foam clad billows to repose he brought | P |
And tam'd the tempest with the speed of thought | P |
Then with a thrice repeated demon cry | E |
He soar'd aloft and vanish'd in the sky | E |
A soft wind blew the ship towards the land | Q |
And soon Dame Sigrid reach'd the wish'd for strand | Q |
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Once late at eve she play'd upon her harp | R |
Close by the lake where slowly swam the carp | R |
And as the moon beam down upon her shone | S |
She thought of Norway and its pine woods lone | S |
Yet love I Denmark said she and the Danes | T |
For o'er them Alf my mighty husband reigns | T |
Then 'neath her girdle something mov'd and yearn'd | U |
And into terror all her bliss was turn'd | U |
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Ah now I know thy meaning cruel bird | V |
Long sat she then and neither spoke nor stirr'd | V |
Faint through the mist which rob'd the sky in gray | B |
The pale stars glimmer'd from the milky way | B |
Ah now I know thy meaning cruel bird | V |
She strove in vain to breathe another word | V |
Above her head its leaf the aspen shook | W |
Moist as her cheek and pallid as her look | W |
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Full five months pass'd ere she 'mid night and gloom | X |
Brought forth with pain an infant from her womb | X |
They baptiz'd it at midnight's murky hour | Y |
Lest it should fall within the demon's power | Y |
It was a boy more lovely than the morn | Z |
Yet Sigrid's heart with bitter care was torn | Z |
Deep in a grot through which a brook did flow | A2 |
With crystal drops they sprinkled Harrald's brow | B2 |
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He grew and grew till upon Danish ground | C2 |
No youth to match the stripling could be found | C2 |
He was at once so graceful and so strong | D2 |
His look was fire and his speech was song | D2 |
When yet a child he tam'd the battle steed | E2 |
And only thought of war and daring deed | E2 |
But yet Queen Sigrid nurs'd prophetic fears | F2 |
And when she view'd him always swam in tears | G2 |
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One evening late she lay upon her bed | H2 |
King Alf her noble spouse was long since dead | H2 |
She felt so languid and her aching breast | I2 |
With more than usual sorrow was oppress'd | I2 |
Ah then she heard a sudden sound that thrill'd | J2 |
Her every nerve and life's warm current chill'd | J2 |
The bird of death had through the casement flown | S |
And thus he scream'd to her in frightful tone | S |
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The wealthy bird came towering | K2 |
Came scowering | K2 |
O'er hill and stream | L2 |
'Look here look here thou needy bird | V |
How gay my feathers gleam ' | - |
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The needy bird came fluttering | K2 |
Came muttering | K2 |
And sadly sang | K2 |
'Look here look here thou wealthy bird | V |
How loose my feathers hang ' | - |
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Remember Queen the stormy day | B |
When cast away | B |
Thou wast so nigh | E |
Thou wast the needy bird that day | B |
And unto me didst cry | E |
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Death raven now comes towering | K2 |
Comes scowering | K2 |
O'er hill and stream | L2 |
But when wilt thou Dame Sigrid fair | J |
Thy plighted word redeem | L2 |
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A hollow moan from Sigrid's bosom came | M2 |
While he survey'd her with his eye of flame | M2 |
Fly said she demon monster get thee hence | N2 |
My humble pray'r shall be my son's defence | N2 |
She cross'd herself and then the fiend flew out | O2 |
But first contemptuously he danc'd about | O2 |
And sang No pray'r shall save him from my rage | G |
In Christian blood my thirst I will assuage | G |
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Young Harrald seiz'd his scarlet cap and cried | P2 |
I'll probe the grief my mother fain would hide | P2 |
Then rushing into her apartment fair | J |
O mother said he wherefore sitt'st thou there | J |
Far from thy family at dead of night | Q2 |
With lips so mute and cheeks so ghastly white | Q2 |
Tell me what lies so heavy at thy heart | R2 |
Grief when confided loses half its smart | R2 |
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O Harrald sigh'd she yielding to his pray'r | S2 |
Creatures are swarming in the earth and air | J |
Who wild with wickedness and hot with wrath | T2 |
Wage war on those who follow virtue's path | T2 |
One of those fiends is on the watch for thee | M |
Arm'd with a promise wrung by him from me | M |
His blood shot eyes in narrow sockets roll | U2 |
And every night he leaves his mirksome hole | U2 |
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He was a kind of God in former days | V2 |
Kings worshipp'd him and minstrels sang his praise | V2 |
But when Christ's doctrine through the dark North flam'd | W2 |
His and all evil spirits' might was tam'd | W2 |
He now is but a raven yet is still | X2 |
Full strong enough to work on thee his will | X2 |
Lost is the wretch who in his power falls | Y2 |
Vainly he shrieks in vain for mercy calls | Y2 |
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She whisper'd to him then with bloodless lip | Z2 |
What had befallen her on board the ship | Z2 |
But youthful Harrald listen'd undismay'd | W2 |
And merely gripp'd the handle of his blade | W2 |
My son she murmur'd when her tale was told | W2 |
Fear withers me but thou look'st blythe and bold | W2 |
The youth uplifted then his sparkling eye | E |
And said whilst gazing on the moon lit sky | E |
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Once my dear mother at the close of day | W2 |
Among tall flowers in the grove I lay | W2 |
Soft sang the linnets from a thousand trees | A |
And sweetly lull'd I slumber'd by degrees | A |
Then heaven's curtain was methought undrawn | S |
And clad in hues that deck the brow of morn | S |
An angel slowly sank towards the earth | A3 |
Which seem'd to hail him with a smile of mirth | A3 |
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He rais'd his hand and bade me fix my eye | E |
Upon a chain which hanging from the sky | E |
Embrac'd the world and stretching high and low | A2 |
Clink'd as it mov'd the notes of joy and wo | A2 |
The links that came in sight were purpled o'er | Y |
Full frequently with what seem'd human gore | H |
Of various metals made it clasp'd the mould | W2 |
Steel clung to silver iron clung to gold | W2 |
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Then said the angel with majestic air | J |
'The chain of destiny thou seest there | J |
Accept whate'er it gives and murmur not | W2 |
For hard necessity has cast each lot ' | - |
He vanish'd I awoke with sudden start | W2 |
But that strange dream was graven on my heart | W2 |
I go wherever fate shall please to call | B3 |
Without God's leave no fly to earth can fall | B3 |
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It thunders and from midnight's mirky cloud | W2 |
Comes peal on peal reverberating loud | W2 |
The froth clad breakers cast with sullen roar | H |
A Scottish bark upon the whiten'd shore | H |
Straight to the royal palace hasten then | S |
A lovely maid and thirty sea worn men | S |
Minona Scotland's princess Scotland's boast | W2 |
The storm has driven to the Danish coast | W2 |
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Oft while the train hew timber in the groves | C3 |
Minona arm in arm with Harrald roves | C3 |
Warm from his lip the words of passion flow | A2 |
Pure in her eyes the flames of passion glow | A2 |
One summer eve upon a mossy bank | K2 |
Mouth join'd to mouth and breast to breast they sank | K2 |
The moon arose in haste to see their love | D3 |
And wild birds carroll'd from the boughs above | D3 |
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But now the ship which seem'd of late a wreck | K2 |
Floats with a mast set proudly on her deck | K2 |
Minona kisses Harrald's blooming face | C3 |
Whilst he attends her to the parting place | C3 |
His bold young heart beats high against his side | W2 |
She sail'd away and like one petrified | W2 |
Full long he stood upon the shore to view | E3 |
The smooth keel slipping through the waters blue | E3 |
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Months pass and Sigrid's sorrow disappears | C3 |
The wild death raven's might no more she fears | C3 |
A gentle red bedecks her cheek again | S |
And briny drops her eye no longer stain | S |
My Harrald stalks in manly size and strength | F3 |
Swart bird of darkness I rejoice at length | F3 |
If thy curst claw could hurt my gallant son | S |
Long long ere this the deed would have been done | S |
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But Harrald look'd so moody and forlorn | S |
And thus his mother he address'd one morn | S |
Minona's face is equall'd by her mind | W2 |
Methinks she calls me from her hills of wind | W2 |
Give me a ship with men and gold at need | W2 |
And let me to her father's kingdom speed | W2 |
I'll soon return and back across the tide | W2 |
Bring thee a daughter and myself a bride | W2 |
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Dame Sigrid promis'd him an answer soon | S |
And went that night when risen was the moon | S |
Deep through the black recesses of the wood | W2 |
To where old Bruno's shelter'd cabin stood | W2 |
She enter'd there he sat behind his board | W2 |
His woollen vestment girded by a cord | W2 |
The little lamp which hung from overhead | W2 |
Gleam'd on the Bible leaves before him spread | W2 |
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Hail to thee Father man of hoary age | G |
Thy Queen demands from thee thy counsel sage | G |
Young Harrald to a distant land will go | A2 |
And I his destiny would gladly know | A2 |
Thou read'st the stars O do the stars portend | W2 |
That he shall come to an untimely end | W2 |
Take from his mother's heart this one last care | J |
And she will always name thee in her pray'r | S2 |
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The hermit rising from his lonely nook | K2 |
With naked head and coldly placid look | K2 |
Went out and gaz'd intently on the sky | E |
Whose lights were letters to his ancient eye | E |
The stars said he in friendly order stand | W2 |
One only flashes like an angry brand | W2 |
Thy Harrald gentle Queen will not be slain | S |
Upon the Earth nor yet upon the Main | S |
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While thus the seer prophetically spoke | K2 |
A flush of joy o'er Sigrid's features broke | K2 |
He'll not be slain on ocean or on land | W2 |
She said and kiss'd the hermit's wrinkled hand | W2 |
Why then I'm happy and my son is free | M |
To mount his bark and gallop through the sea | M |
Upon the grey stone he will sit as king | K2 |
When in the grave my bones are mouldering | K2 |
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The painted galley floats now in the creek | K2 |
Flags at her mast and garlands at her beak | K2 |
High on the yard arm hoisted is the sail | G3 |
Half spread it flutters in the evening gale | G3 |
The night before he goes young Harrald stray'd | W2 |
Into the wood where first he saw his maid | W2 |
Burning impatience fever'd all his blood | W2 |
He wish'd for wings to bear him o'er the flood | W2 |
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Then sigh'd the wind among the bushy grounds | C3 |
Far in the distance rose the yell of hounds | C3 |
The flame wisps starting from the sedge and grass | C3 |
Hung 'mid the vapours over the morass | C3 |
Up to him came a beldame wildly drest | W2 |
Bearing a closely folded feather vest | W2 |
She smil'd upon him with her cheeks so wan | S |
Gave him the robe and was already gone | S |
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Young Harrald though astonish'd has no fears | C3 |
The mighty garment in his hand he rears | C3 |
Of wond'rous lovely feathers it was made | W2 |
Which once the roc and ostrich had array'd | W2 |
He wishes much to veil in it his form | H3 |
And speed as rapidly as speeds the storm | H3 |
He puts it on then seeks the open plain | S |
Takes a short flight and flutters back again | S |
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Courage he cried I will no longer stay | W2 |
Scotland shall see me ere the break of day | W2 |
Then like a dragon in the air he soars | C3 |
Startled from slumber in his wake it roars | C3 |
His wings across the ocean take their flight | W2 |
Groves cities hills have vanish'd from his sight | W2 |
See there he goes lone rider of the sky | K2 |
Miles underneath him black the billows lie | K2 |
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He hears a clapping on the midnight wind | W2 |
Speed Harrald speed the raven is behind | W2 |
Flames from his swarthy rolling eye are cast | W2 |
Ha Harrald scream'd he have we met at last | W2 |
For the first time the youth felt terror's force | C3 |
Pale grew his cheek as that of clammy corse | C3 |
Chill was his blood his nervous arm was faint | W2 |
While thus he stammer'd forth his lowly plaint | W2 |
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I see it is in vain to strive with fate | W2 |
Thank God my soul is far above thy hate | W2 |
But ere my mortal part thou dost destroy | I3 |
Let me one moment of sweet bliss enjoy | I3 |
The fair unmatch'd Minona is my love | D3 |
For her I travell'd fool like here above | D3 |
Let me fly to her with my last farewell | J3 |
And I am thine ere morning decks the fell | J3 |
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Firmly the raven holding him in air | J |
Survey'd his prize with fiercely rabid glare | J |
Now is the time to wreak on thee my lust | W2 |
Yet thou shalt own that I am good and just | W2 |
Then from its socket Harrald's eye he tore | H |
And drank a full half of the hero's gore | H |
Since I have mark'd thee thou art free to go | K2 |
But loiter not when thou art there below | K2 |
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Young Harrald sinks with many a sob and tear | J |
Down from the sky to nature's lower sphere | K3 |
He rested long beneath the poplar tall | B3 |
Which grew up under the red church's wall | B3 |
Then rising slow he feebly stagger'd on | S |
Till his Minona's bower he had won | S |
Trembling and sad he stood beside the door | H |
Pale as a spectre and besprent with gore | H |
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Minona come ere Harrald's youthful heart | W2 |
Is burst by love and complicated smart | W2 |
Soon will his figure disappear from earth | A3 |
Yet we shall meet in heaven's halls of mirth | A3 |
Minona come and give me one embrace | C3 |
That I may instantly my path retrace | C3 |
Thus warbles he in passion's wildest note | W2 |
While death each moment rattles in his throat | W2 |
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Minona came Almighty God she cried | W2 |
My Harrald's ghost has wander'd o'er the tide | W2 |
Red clots of blood his yellow tresses streak | K2 |
Drops of the same are running down his cheek | K2 |
Minona love survey me yet more near | K3 |
It is no shadow which accosts thee here | L3 |
Place thy warm hand upon my heart and feel | L |
Whether it beats for thee with slacken'd zeal | L |
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At once the current of her tears she stopp'd | W2 |
His arm upheld her or the maid had dropp'd | W2 |
The roses faded from her face away | W2 |
And on her head the raven locks grew gray | W2 |
All he had borne and what he yet must bear | J |
He murmurs to her whilst she trembles there | J |
The hero then with dying ardour press'd | W2 |
For the last time his bosom to her breast | W2 |
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Farewell Minona all my fears are flown | S |
And if I grieve it is for thee alone | S |
Give me a kiss and give me too a smile | M3 |
And let not tears that parting look defile | M3 |
Now will I drink the bitter draught of death | N3 |
And yield courageously my forfeit breath | N3 |
Farewell may heaven take thee in its care | J |
He said and mounted swiftly in the air | J |
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She gaz'd but he had vanish'd from her view | E3 |
She stood forsaken in the damp and dew | E3 |
Then dark emotion quiver'd in her eye | K2 |
And thus she pray'd with hands uplifted high | K2 |
Thou who wert vainly tempted in the wild | W2 |
Thou who wert always charitably mild | W2 |
Thou who mad'st Peter walk on billows blue | E3 |
Enable me my Harrald to pursue | E3 |
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Sunken already was the morning star | S2 |
The song of nightingales was heard afar | S2 |
The red sun peep'd above the mountain's brow | B2 |
And flowers scented all the vale below | M3 |
There came a youthful maiden gaily drest | W2 |
Bearing upon her back a feather vest | W2 |
Fondly she kiss'd Minona's features wan | S |
Gave her the robe and then at once was gone | S |
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And straight Minona clothes in it her limbs | C3 |
And soaring upward through the ether swims | C3 |
To moan and sob her madden'd breast disdains | C3 |
Too big for such low comfort are its pains | C3 |
The fowls that meet her in yon airy fields | C3 |
She clips in pieces with an axe she wields | C3 |
Each clanging pinion ceaselessly she plies | C3 |
But cannot meet the raven or his prize | C3 |
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She hears a faint shriek in the air below | M3 |
And swift as eagle pounces on his foe | M3 |
Down down she dropp'd and lighted on the shore | H |
Which far and wide was wet with Harrald's gore | H |
She smil'd so ruefully but still was mute | W2 |
His good right hand was lying at her foot | W2 |
That pledge of truth in love's unclouded day | W2 |
Was the sole remnant of the demon's prey | W2 |
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Deep in her breast she hid the bloody hand | W2 |
And bade adieu for ever to the land | W2 |
Again she scower'd through the airy path | T2 |
Her eyeballs terrible with madden'd wrath | T2 |
The raven sorcerer at length she spied | W2 |
And soon her steel was with his hot blood dyed | W2 |
The huge black body piecemeal found a grave | I |
Amid the bosom of the briny wave | I |
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The ocean billows fret and foam no more | H |
But softly rush towards the pebbled shore | H |
On which the lindens stand in many a group | O3 |
With leafy boughs that o'er the waters droop | O3 |
There floats one single cloudlet in the blue | E3 |
Close where the pale moon shows her face anew | E3 |
It is Minona dying there that flies | C3 |
She sinks not no she mounts unto the skies | C3 |
George Borrow
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