The Duel.[583] Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: A BBCDEEFFGHFF IJIJIJKK LJLJMJMJJMJJNJJOFFJJ PJQRSS LTLUJJJJ VA | |
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'Tis fifty years and yet their fray | B |
To us might seem but yesterday | B |
Tis fifty years and three to boot | C |
Since hand to hand and foot to foot | D |
And heart to heart and sword to sword | E |
One of our Ancestors was gored | E |
I've seen the sword that slew him he | F |
The slain stood in a like degree | F |
To thee as he the Slayer stood | G |
Oh had it been but other blood | H |
In kin and Chieftainship to me | F |
Thus came the Heritage to thee | F |
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To me the Lands of him who slew | I |
Came through a line of yore renowned | J |
For I can boast a race as true | I |
To Monarchs crowned and some discrowned | J |
As ever Britain's Annals knew | I |
For the first Conqueror gave us Ground | J |
And the last Conquered owned the line | K |
Which was my mother's and is mine | K |
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I loved thee I will not say how | L |
Since things like these are best forgot | J |
Perhaps thou may'st imagine now | L |
Who loved thee and who loved thee not | J |
And thou wert wedded to another | M |
And I at last another wedded | J |
I am a father thou a mother | M |
To Strangers vowed with strangers bedded | J |
For land to land even blood to blood | J |
Since leagued of yore our fathers were | M |
Our manors and our birthright stood | J |
And not unequal had I wooed | J |
If to have wooed thee I could dare | N |
But this I never dared even yet | J |
When naught is left but to forget | J |
I feel that I could only love | O |
To sue was never meant for me | F |
And least of all to sue to thee | F |
For many a bar and many a feud | J |
Though never told well understood | J |
Rolled like a river wide between | P |
And then there was the Curse of blood | J |
Which even my Heart's can not remove | Q |
Alas how many things have been | R |
Since we were friends for I alone | S |
Feel more for thee than can be shown | S |
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How many things I loved thee thou | L |
Loved'st me not another was | T |
The Idol of thy virgin vow | L |
And I was what I am Alas | U |
And what he is and what thou art | J |
And what we were is like the rest | J |
We must endure it as a test | J |
And old Ordeal of the Heart | J |
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Venice Dec | V |
George Gordon Byron
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