Legend Of The Corrievrechan Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: ABAB CBCB DBDB EBEB FBFB GBGB HIJI JIHI AKAK JIHI AKAK HIJI LBLB MNMN OPOP QRQR GAGA SCSC PIPI

Prince Breacan of Denmark was lord of the strandA
And lord of the billowy seaB
Lord of the sea and lord of the landA
He might have let maidens beB
-
A maiden he met with locks of goldC
Straying beside the seaB
Maidens listened in days of oldC
And repented grievouslyB
-
Wiser he left her in evil wilesD
Went sailing over the seaB
Came to the lord of the Western IslesD
Give me thy daughter said heB
-
The lord of the Isles he laughed and saidE
Only a king of the seaB
May think the Maid of the Isles to wedE
And such men call not theeB
-
Hold thine own three nights and daysF
In yon whirlpool of the seaB
Or turn thy prow and go thy waysF
And let the isle maiden beB
-
Prince Breacan he turned his dragon prowG
To Denmark over the seaB
Wise women he said now tell me howG
In yon whirlpool to anchor meB
-
Make a cable of hemp and a cable of woolH
And a cable of maidens' hairI
And hie thee back to the roaring poolJ
And anchor in safety thereI
-
The smiths of Greydule on the eve of YuleJ
Will forge three anchors rareI
The hemp thou shalt pull thou shalt shear the woolH
And the maidens will bring their hairI
-
Of the hair that is brown thou shalt twist one strandA
Of the hair that is raven anotherK
Of the golden hair thou shalt twine a bandA
To bind the one to the otherK
-
The smiths of Greydule on the eve of YuleJ
They forged three anchors rareI
The hemp he did pull and he shore the woolH
And the maidens brought their hairI
-
He twisted the brown hair for one strandA
The raven hair for anotherK
He twined the golden hair in a bandA
To bind the one to the otherK
-
He took the cables of hemp and woolH
He took the cable of hairI
He hied him back to the roaring poolJ
He cast the three anchors thereI
-
The whirlpool roared and the day went byL
And night came down on the seaB
But or ever the morning broke the skyL
The hemp was broken in threeB
-
The night it came down the whirlpool it ranM
The wind it fiercely blewN
And or ever the second morning beganM
The wool it parted in twoN
-
The storm it roared all day the thirdO
The whirlpool wallowed aboutP
The night came down like a wild black birdO
But the cable of hair held outP
-
Round and round with a giddy swingQ
Went the sea king through the darkR
Round went the rope in the swivel ringQ
Round reeled the straining barkR
-
Prince Breacan he stood on his dragon prowG
A lantern in his handA
Blest be the maidens of Denmark nowG
By them shall Denmark standA
-
He watched the rope through the tempest blackS
A lantern in his holdC
Out out alack one strand will crackS
It is the strand of goldC
-
The third morn clear and calm came outP
No anchored ship was thereI
The golden strand in the cable stoutP
Was not all of maidens' hairI

George Macdonald



Rate:
(1)



Poem topics: , Print This Poem , Rhyme Scheme

Submit Spanish Translation
Submit German Translation
Submit French Translation


Write your comment about Legend Of The Corrievrechan poem by George Macdonald


 

Recent Interactions*

This poem was read 2 times,

This poem was added to the favorite list by 0 members,

This poem was voted by 0 members.

(* Interactions only in the last 7 days)

New Poems

Popular Poets