Gondoline Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABCB DEFE GHIH JKLK MNKI OPQP ERLR SHTH DUVU MHTH WXXX YZXZ HA2XB2 XC2CC2 XXB2X HD2YD2 XXMX XXXX E2F2XF2 B2G2XG2 HHHH XHH2H XXI2X XJ2XK2 L2HXB XKXK KC2HC2 KXM2X N2XXX QO2KO2 P2XQ2X QKHK H2XHX XXP2X XXHX R2BKB XHXH P2KD2K L2S2HS2 G2MHM XT2XT2 HHXB KHU2H KHXH HBXB V2HW2H KXX2X HXX2X Y2THM2 FX2XX2 C2HZ2H XXHX V2HXH HHXB KKMK A3F2HF2 B3MXM HXC3X JXXX XD3E3D3 XXXX F3XXX XXG3X HHH3H I3XHX J3K3PK3 L3M3F2N3 MXXX XHXH CKO2K O3KXK XXXX XXHXThe night it was still and the moon it shone | A |
Serenely on the sea | B |
And the waves at the foot of the rifted rock | C |
They murmur'd pleasantly | B |
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When Gondoline roam'd along the shore | D |
A maiden full fair to the sight | E |
Though love had made bleak the rose on her cheek | F |
And turn'd it to deadly white | E |
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Her thoughts they were drear and the silent tear | G |
It fill'd her faint blue eye | H |
As oft she heard in fancy's ear | I |
Her Bertrand's dying sigh | H |
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Her Bertrand was the bravest youth | J |
Of all our good king's men | K |
And he was gone to the Holy Land | L |
To fight the Saracen | K |
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And many a month had pass'd away | M |
And many a rolling year | N |
But nothing the maid from Palestine | K |
Could of her lover hear | I |
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Full oft she vainly tried to pierce | O |
The ocean's misty face | P |
Full oft she thought her lover's bark | Q |
She on the wave could trace | P |
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And every night she placed a light | E |
In the high rock's lonely tower | R |
To guide her lover to the land | L |
Should the murky tempest lower | R |
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But now despair had seized her breast | S |
And sunken in her eye | H |
Oh tell me but if Bertrand live | T |
And I in peace will die | H |
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She wander'd o'er the lonely shore | D |
The curlew scream'd above | U |
She heard the scream with a sickening heart | V |
Much boding on her love | U |
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Yet still she kept her lonely way | M |
And this was all her cry | H |
Oh tell me but if Bertrand live | T |
And I in peace shall die | H |
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And now she came to a horrible rift | W |
All in the rock's hard side | X |
A bleak and blasted oak o'erspread | X |
The cavern yawning wide | X |
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And pendant from its dismal top | Y |
The deadly nightshade hung | Z |
The hemlock and the aconite | X |
Across the mouth was flung | Z |
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And all within was dark and drear | H |
And all without was calm | A2 |
Yet Gondoline enter'd her soul upheld | X |
By some deep working charm | B2 |
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And as she enter'd the cavern wide | X |
The moonbeam gleamed pale | C2 |
And she saw a snake on the craggy rock | C |
It clung by its slimy tail | C2 |
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Her foot it slipp'd and she stood aghast | X |
She trod on a bloated toad | X |
Yet still upheld by the secret charm | B2 |
She kept upon her road | X |
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And now upon her frozen ear | H |
Mysterious sounds arose | D2 |
So on the mountain's piny top | Y |
The blustering north wind blows | D2 |
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Then furious peals of laughter loud | X |
Were heard with thundering sound | X |
Till they died away in soft decay | M |
Low whispering o'er the ground | X |
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Yet still the maiden onward went | X |
The charm yet onward led | X |
Though each big glaring ball of sight | X |
Seem'd bursting from her head | X |
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But now a pale blue light she saw | E2 |
It from a distance came | F2 |
She follow'd till upon her sight | X |
Burst full a flood of flame | F2 |
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She stood appall'd yet still the charm | B2 |
Upheld her sinking soul | G2 |
Yet each bent knee the other smote | X |
And each wild eye did roll | G2 |
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And such a sight as she saw there | H |
No mortal saw before | H |
And such a sight as she saw there | H |
No mortal shall see more | H |
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A burning cauldron stood in the midst | X |
The flame was fierce and high | H |
And all the cave so wide and long | H2 |
Was plainly seen thereby | H |
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And round about the cauldron stout | X |
Twelve withered witches stood | X |
Their waists were bound with living snakes | I2 |
And their hair was stiff with blood | X |
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Their hands were gory too and red | X |
And fiercely flamed their eyes | J2 |
And they were muttering indistinct | X |
Their hellish mysteries | K2 |
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And suddenly they join'd their hands | L2 |
And utter'd a joyous cry | H |
And round about the cauldron stout | X |
They danced right merrily | B |
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And now they stopp'd and each prepared | X |
To tell what she had done | K |
Since last the lady of the night | X |
Her waning course had run | K |
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Behind a rock stood Gondoline | K |
Thick weeds her face did veil | C2 |
And she lean'd fearful forwarder | H |
To hear the dreadful tale | C2 |
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The first arose She said she'd seen | K |
Rare sport since the blind cat mew'd | X |
She'd been to sea in a leaky sieve | M2 |
And a jovial storm had brew'd | X |
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She'd called around the winged winds | N2 |
And raised a devilish rout | X |
And she laugh'd so loud the peals were heard | X |
Full fifteen leagues about | X |
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She said there was a little bark | Q |
Upon the roaring wave | O2 |
And there was a woman there who'd been | K |
To see her husband's grave | O2 |
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And she had got a child in her arms | P2 |
It was her only child | X |
And oft its little infant pranks | Q2 |
Her heavy heart beguiled | X |
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And there was too in that same bark | Q |
A father and his son | K |
The lad was sickly and the sire | H |
Was old and woe begone | K |
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And when the tempest waxed strong | H2 |
And the bark could no more it 'bide | X |
She said it was jovial fun to hear | H |
How the poor devils cried | X |
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The mother clasp'd her orphan child | X |
Unto her breast and wept | X |
And sweetly folded in her arms | P2 |
The careless baby slept | X |
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And she told how in the shape of the wind | X |
As manfully it roar'd | X |
She twisted her hand in the infant's hair | H |
And threw it overboard | X |
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And to have seen the mother's pangs | R2 |
'Twas a glorious sight to see | B |
The crew could scarcely hold her down | K |
From jumping in the sea | B |
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The hag held a lock of her hair in her hand | X |
And it was soft and fair | H |
It must have been a lovely child | X |
To have had such lovely hair | H |
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And she said the father in his arms | P2 |
He held his sickly son | K |
And his dying throes they fast arose | D2 |
His pains were nearly done | K |
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And she throttled the youth with her sinewy hands | L2 |
And his face grew deadly blue | S2 |
And the father he tore his thin gray hair | H |
And kiss'd the livid hue | S2 |
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And then she told how she bored a hole | G2 |
In the bark and it fill'd away | M |
And 'twas rare to hear how some did swear | H |
And some did vow and pray | M |
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The man and woman they soon were dead | X |
The sailors their strength did urge | T2 |
But the billows that beat were their winding sheet | X |
And the winds sung their funeral dirge | T2 |
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She threw the infant's hair in the fire | H |
The red flame flamed high | H |
And round about the cauldron stout | X |
They danced right merrily | B |
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The second begun She said she had done | K |
The task that Queen Hecate had set her | H |
And that the devil the father of evil | U2 |
Had never accomplished a better | H |
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She said there was an aged woman | K |
And she had a daughter fair | H |
Whose evil habits fill'd her heart | X |
With misery and care | H |
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The daughter had a paramour | H |
A wicked man was he | B |
And oft the woman him against | X |
Did murmur grievously | B |
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And the hag had work'd the daughter up | V2 |
To murder her old mother | H |
That then she might seize on all her goods | W2 |
And wanton with her lover | H |
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And one night as the old woman | K |
Was sick and ill in bed | X |
And pondering solely on the life | X2 |
Her wicked daughter led | X |
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She heard her footstep on the floor | H |
And she raised her pallid head | X |
And she saw her daughter with a knife | X2 |
Approaching to her bed | X |
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And said My child I'm very ill | Y2 |
I have not long to live | T |
Now kiss my cheek that ere I die | H |
Thy sins I may forgive | M2 |
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And the murderess bent to kiss her cheek | F |
And she lifted the sharp bright knife | X2 |
And the mother saw her fell intent | X |
And hard she begg'd for life | X2 |
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But prayers would nothing her avail | C2 |
And she scream'd aloud with fear | H |
But the house was lone and the piercing screams | Z2 |
Could reach no human ear | H |
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And though that she was sick and old | X |
She struggled hard and fought | X |
The murderess cut three fingers through | H |
Ere she could reach her throat | X |
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And the hag she held her fingers up | V2 |
The skin was mangled sore | H |
And they all agreed a nobler deed | X |
Was never done before | H |
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And she threw the fingers in the fire | H |
The red flame flamed high | H |
And round about the cauldron stout | X |
They danced right merrily | B |
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The third arose She said she'd been | K |
To holy Palestine | K |
And seen more blood in one short day | M |
Than they had all seen in nine | K |
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Now Gondoline with fearful steps | A3 |
Drew nearer to the flame | F2 |
For much she dreaded now to hear | H |
Her hapless lover's name | F2 |
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The hag related then the sports | B3 |
Of that eventful day | M |
When on the well contested field | X |
Full fifteen thousand lay | M |
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She said that she in human gore | H |
Above the knees did wade | X |
And that no tongue could truly tell | C3 |
The tricks she there had play'd | X |
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There was a gallant featured youth | J |
Who like a hero fought | X |
He kiss'd a bracelet on his wrist | X |
And every danger sought | X |
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And in a vassal's garb disguised | X |
Unto the knight she sues | D3 |
And tells him she from Britain comes | E3 |
And brings unwelcome news | D3 |
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That three days ere she had embark'd | X |
His love had given her hand | X |
Unto a wealthy Thane and thought | X |
Him dead in Holy Land | X |
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And to have seen how he did writhe | F3 |
When this her tale she told | X |
It would have made a wizard's blood | X |
Within his heart run cold | X |
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Then fierce he spurr'd his warrior steed | X |
And sought the battle's bed | X |
And soon all mangled o'er with wounds | G3 |
He on the cold turf bled | X |
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And from his smoking corse she tore | H |
His head half clove in two | H |
She ceased and from beneath her garb | H3 |
The bloody trophy drew | H |
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The eyes were starting from their socks | I3 |
The mouth it ghastly grinn'd | X |
And there was a gash across the brow | H |
The scalp was nearly skinn'd | X |
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'Twas Bertrand's head With a terrible scream | J3 |
The maiden gave a spring | K3 |
And from her fearful hiding place | P |
She fell into the ring | K3 |
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The lights they fled the cauldron sunk | L3 |
Deep thunders shook the dome | M3 |
And hollow peals of laughter came | F2 |
Resounding through the gloom | N3 |
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Insensible the maiden lay | M |
Upon the hellish ground | X |
And still mysterious sounds were heard | X |
At intervals around | X |
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She woke she half arose and wild | X |
She cast a horrid glare | H |
The sounds had ceased the lights had fled | X |
And all was stillness there | H |
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And through an awning in the rock | C |
The moon it sweetly shone | K |
And show'd a river in the cave | O2 |
Which dismally did moan | K |
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The stream was black it sounded deep | O3 |
As it rush'd the rocks between | K |
It offer'd well for madness fired | X |
The breast of Gondoline | K |
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She plunged in the torrent moan'd | X |
With its accustom'd sound | X |
And hollow peals of laughter loud | X |
Again rebellow'd round | X |
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The maid was seen no more But oft | X |
Her ghost is known to glide | X |
At midnight's silent solemn hour | H |
Along the ocean's side | X |
Henry Kirk White
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