The Golden Legend: Prologue & 1. Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: A BC DEFFG HIJIG KLK MNOPM QFRMM MLM FRDST HAUFT LLL FSFMV HFFFH FFF HHMMS HHHHS H FF S SF SSWWMMFFMMFFHHSSHHLL UUMMHHFFXXLL FFSSHHXX FFMMHHWW FS X FY FF S FHH Y MHMHH X FXSSFU LZ XLLLXXFAFXHAXHH KHH SF S F KKFHSFHS SSYY M HHZZMMFF FFFSSFFX M A X XX AFFH FHHHHLHLHLSF AFSAY YFKYKFFSTHE SPIRE OF STRASBURG CATHEDRAL | A |
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Night and storm LUCIFER with the Powers of the | B |
Air trying to tear down the Cross | C |
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Lucifer HASTEN hasten | D |
O ye spirits | E |
From its station drag the ponderous | F |
Cross of iron that to mock us | F |
Is uplifted high in air | G |
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Voices O we cannot | H |
For around it | I |
All the Saints and Guardian Angels | J |
Throng in legions to protect it | I |
They defeat us everywhere | G |
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The Bells Laudo Deum verum | K |
Plebem voco | L |
Congrego clerum | K |
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Lucifer Lower lower | M |
Hover downward | N |
Seize the loud vociferous bells and | O |
Clashing clanging to the pavement | P |
Hurl them from their windy tower | M |
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Voices All thy thunders | Q |
Here are harmless | F |
For these bells have been anointed | R |
And baptized with holy water | M |
They defy our utmost power | M |
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The Bells Defunctos ploro | M |
Pestem fugo | L |
Festa decoro | M |
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Lucifer Shake the casements | F |
Break the painted | R |
Panes that flame with gold and crimson | D |
Scatter them like leaves of Autumn | S |
Swept away before the blast | T |
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Voices O we cannot | H |
The Archangel | A |
Michael flames from every window | U |
With the sword of fire that drove us | F |
Headlong out of heaven aghast | T |
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The Bells Funera plango | L |
Fulgora frango | L |
Sabbata pango | L |
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Lucifer Aim your lightnings | F |
At the oaken | S |
Massive iron studded portals | F |
Sack the house of God and scatter | M |
Wide the ashes of the dead | V |
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Voices O we cannot | H |
The Apostles | F |
And the Martyrs wrapped in mantles | F |
Stand as wardens at the entrance | F |
Stand as sentinels o'erhead | H |
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The Bells Excito lentos | F |
Dissipo ventos | F |
Paco cruentos | F |
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Lucifer Baffled baffled | H |
Inefficient | H |
Craven spirits leave this labor | M |
Unto Time the great Destroyer | M |
Come away ere night is gone | S |
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Voices Onward onward | H |
With the night wind | H |
Over field and farm and forest | H |
Lonely homestead darksome hamlet | H |
Blighting all we breathe upon | S |
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They sweep away Organ and Gregorian Chant | H |
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Choir Nocte surgentes | F |
Vig lemus omnes | F |
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I THE CASTLE OF VAUTSBERG ON THE RHINE | S |
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A chamber in a tower PRINCE HENRY sitting alone | S |
ill and restless | F |
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Prince Henry I cannot sleep my fervid brain | S |
Calls up the vanished Past again | S |
And throws its misty splendors deep | W |
Into the pallid realms of sleep | W |
A breath from that far distant shore | M |
Comes freshening ever more and more | M |
And wafts o'er intervening seas | F |
Sweet odors from the Hesperides | F |
A wind that through the corridor | M |
Just stirs the curtain and no more | M |
And touching the aeolian strings | F |
Faints with the burden that it brings | F |
Come back ye friendships long departed | H |
That like o'erflowing streamlets started | H |
And now are dwindled one by one | S |
To stony channels in the sun | S |
Come back ye friends whose lives are ended | H |
Come back with all that light attended | H |
Which seemed to darken and decay | L |
When ye arose and went away | L |
They come the shapes of joy and woe | U |
The airy crowds of long ago | U |
The dreams and fancies known of yore | M |
That have been and shall be no more | M |
They change the cloisters of the night | H |
Into a garden of delight | H |
They make the dark and dreary hours | F |
Open and blossom into flowers | F |
I would not sleep I love to be | X |
Again in their fair company | X |
But ere my lips can bid them stay | L |
They pass and vanish quite away | L |
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Alas our memories may retrace | F |
Each circumstance of time and place | F |
Season and scene come back again | S |
And outward things unchanged remain | S |
The rest we cannot reinstate | H |
Ourselves we cannot re create | H |
Nor set our souls to the same key | X |
Of the remembered harmony | X |
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Rest rest O give me rest and peace | F |
The thought of life that ne'er shall cease | F |
Has something in it like despair | M |
A weight I am too weak to bear | M |
Sweeter to this afflicted breast | H |
The thought of never ending rest | H |
Sweeter the undisturbed and deep | W |
Tranquillity of endless sleep | W |
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A flash of lightning out of which LUCIFER appears | F |
in the garb of a travelling Physician | S |
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Lucifer All hail Prince Henry | X |
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Prince Henry starting Who is it speaks | F |
Who and what are you | Y |
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Lucifer One who seeks | F |
A moment's audience with the Prince | F |
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Prince Henry When came you in | S |
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Lucifer A moment since | F |
I found your study door unlocked | H |
And thought you answered when I knocked | H |
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Prince Henry I did not hear you | Y |
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Lucifer You heard the thunder | M |
It was loud enough to waken the dead | H |
And it is not a matter of special wonder | M |
That when God is walking overhead | H |
You should not have heard my feeble tread | H |
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Prince Henry What may your wish or purpose be | X |
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Lucifer Nothing or everything as it pleases | F |
Your Highness You behold in me | X |
Only a traveling Physician | S |
One of the few who have a mission | S |
To cure incurable diseases | F |
Or those that are called so | U |
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Prince Henry Can you bring | L |
The dead to life | Z |
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Lucifer Yes very nearly | X |
And what is a wiser and better thing | L |
Can keep the living from ever needing | L |
Such an unnatural strange proceeding | L |
By showing conclusively and clearly | X |
That death is a stupid blunder merely | X |
And not a necessity of our lives | F |
My being here is accidental | A |
The storm that against your casement drives | F |
In the little village below waylaid me | X |
And there I heard with a secret delight | H |
Of your maladies physical and mental | A |
Which neither astonished nor dismayed me | X |
And I hastened hither though late in the night | H |
To proffer my aid | H |
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Prince Henry ironically For this you came | K |
Ah how can I ever hope to requite | H |
This honor from one so erudite | H |
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Lucifer The honor is mine or will be when | S |
I have cured your disease | F |
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Prince Henry But not till then | S |
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Lucifer What is your illness | F |
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Prince Henry It has no name | K |
A smouldering dull perpetual flame | K |
As in a kiln burns in my veins | F |
Sending up vapors to the head | H |
My heart has become a dull lagoon | S |
Which a kind of leprosy drinks and drains | F |
I am accounted as one who is dead | H |
And indeed I think that I shall be soon | S |
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Lucifer And has Gordonius the Divine | S |
In his famous Lily of Medicine | S |
I see the book lies open before you | Y |
No remedy potent enough to restore you | Y |
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Prince Henry None whatever | M |
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Lucifer The dead are dead | H |
And their oracles dumb when questioned | H |
Of the new diseases that human life | Z |
Evolves in its progress rank and rife | Z |
Consult the dead upon things that were | M |
But the living only on things that are | M |
Have you done this by the appliance | F |
And aid of doctors | F |
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Prince Henry Ay whole schools | F |
Of doctors with their learned rules | F |
But the case is quite beyond their science | F |
Even the doctors of Salern | S |
Send me back word they can discern | S |
No cure for a malady like this | F |
Save one which in its nature is | F |
Impossible and cannot be | X |
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Lucifer That sounds oracular | M |
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Prince Henry Unendurable | A |
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Lucifer What is their remedy | X |
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Prince Henry You shall see | X |
Writ in this scroll is the mystery | X |
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Lucifer reading 'Not to be cured yet not incurable | A |
The only remedy that remains | F |
Is the blood that flows from a maiden's veins | F |
Who of her own free will shall die | H |
And give her life as the price of yours ' | - |
That is the strangest of all cures | F |
And one I think you will never try | H |
The prescription you may well put by | H |
As something impossible to find | H |
Before the world itself shall end | H |
And yet who knows One cannot say | L |
That into some maiden's brain that kind | H |
Of madness will not find its way | L |
Meanwhile permit me to recommend | H |
As the matter admits of no delay | L |
My wonderful Catholicon | S |
Of very subtile and magical powers | F |
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Prince Henry Purge with your nostrums and drugs infernal | A |
The spouts and gargoyles of these towers | F |
Not me My faith is utterly gone | S |
In every power but the Power Supernal | A |
Pray tell me of what school are you | Y |
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Lucifer Both of the Old and of the New | Y |
The school of Hermes Trismegistus | F |
Who uttered his oracles sublime | K |
Before the Olympiads in the dew | Y |
Of the early dawn and dusk of Time | K |
The reign of dateless old Hephaestus | F |
As northward from its Nubian springs | F |
The Ni | S |
Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
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