The Golden Legend: V. A Covered Bridge At Lucerne Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABCBBDEFGE BB F H DIJFKLI M EBNOP F ENQF EBN BR S KTO SFNLFB E I UFCJ BBFVWX YBFFFFDI Z EFA2 GB FB2FC2YNBBYEBBYFB D2 G B GGOE2OYYE2 F2 BBWWBYYW F2 FFY YY F2 A2G2H2H2G2A2YEYYY E YYYFFY E YBB B BA2BBI2B BB EI2 YYFB BBE BEFY B A2 FE2FE B F EEB EFVBYYYJ2 BK2L2B E B E NBNBBBBPrince Henry God's blessing on the architects who build | A |
The bridges o'er swift rivers and abysses | B |
Before impassable to human feet | C |
No less than on the builders of cathedrals | B |
Whose massive walls are bridges thrown across | B |
The dark and terrible abyss of Death | D |
Well has the name of Pontifex been given | E |
Unto the Church's head as the chief builder | F |
And architect of the invisible bridge | G |
That leads from earth to heaven | E |
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Elsie How dark it grows | B |
What are these paintings on the walls around us | B |
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Prince Henry The Dance Macaber | F |
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Elsie What | H |
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Prince Henry The Dance of Death | D |
All that go to and fro must look upon it | I |
Mindful of what they shall be while beneath | J |
Among the wooden piles the turbulent river | F |
Rushes impetuous as the river of life | K |
With dimpling eddies ever green and bright | L |
Save where the shadow of this bridge falls on it | I |
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Elsie O yes I see it now | M |
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Prince Henry The grim musician | E |
Leads all men through the mazes of that dance | B |
To different sounds in different measures moving | N |
Sometimes he plays a lute sometimes a drum | O |
To tempt or terrify | P |
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Elsie What is this picture | F |
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Prince Henry It is a young man singing to a nun | E |
Who kneels at her devotions but in kneeling | N |
Turns round to look at him and Death meanwhile | Q |
Is putting out the candles on the altar | F |
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Elsie Ah what a pity 't is that she should listen | E |
to such songs when in her orisons | B |
She might have heard in heaven the angels singing | N |
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Prince Henry Here he has stolen a jester's cap and bells | B |
And dances with the Queen | R |
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Elsie A foolish jest | S |
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Prince Henry And here the heart of the new wedded wife | K |
Coming from church with her beloved lord | T |
He startles with the rattle of his drum | O |
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Elsie Ah that is sad And yet perhaps 't is best | S |
That she should die with all the sunshine on her | F |
And all the benedictions of the morning | N |
Before this affluence of golden light | L |
Shall fade into a cold and clouded gray | F |
Then into darkness | B |
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Prince Henry Under it is written | E |
'Nothing but death shall separate thee and me ' | - |
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Elsie And what is this that follows close upon it | I |
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Prince Henry Death playing on a ducimer Behind him | U |
A poor old woman with a rosary | F |
Follows the sound and seems to wish her feet | C |
Were swifter to o'ertake him Underneath | J |
The inscription reads 'Better is Death than Life ' | - |
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Elsie Better is Death than Life Ah yes to thousands | B |
Death plays upon a dulcimer and sings | B |
That song of consolation till the air | F |
Rings with it and they cannot choose but follow | V |
Whither he leads And not the old alone | W |
But the young also hear it and are still | X |
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Prince Henry Yes in their sadder moments 'T is the sound | Y |
Of their own hearts they hear half full of tears | B |
Which are like crystal cups half filled with water | F |
Responding to the pressure of a finger | F |
With music sweet and low and melancholy | F |
Let us go forward and no longer stay | F |
In this great picture gallery of Death | D |
I hate it ay the very thought of it | I |
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Elsie Why is it hateful to you | Z |
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Prince Henry For the reason | E |
That life and all that speaks of life is lovely | F |
And death and all that speaks of death is hateful | A2 |
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Elsie The grave is but a covered bridge | G |
leading from light to light through a brief darkness | B |
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Prince Henry emerging from the bridge I breathe again more | F |
freely Ah how pleasant | B2 |
To come once more into the light of day | F |
Out of that shadow of death To hear again | C2 |
The hoof beats of our horses on firm ground | Y |
And not upon those hollow planks resounding | N |
With a sepulchral echo like the clods | B |
On coffins in a churchyard Yonder lies | B |
The Lake of the Four Forest Towns apparelled | Y |
In light and lingering like a village maiden | E |
Hid in the bosom of her native mountains | B |
Then pouring all her life into another's | B |
Changing her name and being Overhead | Y |
Shaking his cloudy tresses loose in air | F |
Rises Pilatus with his windy pines | B |
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They pass on | D2 |
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THE DEVIL'S BRIDGE | G |
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PRINCE HENRY and ELSIE crossing with attendants | B |
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Guide This bridge is called the Devil's Bridge | G |
With a single arch from ridge to ridge | G |
It leaps across the terrible chasm | O |
Yawning beneath us black and deep | E2 |
As if in some convulsive spasm | O |
the summits of the hills had cracked | Y |
and made a road for the cataract | Y |
That raves and rages down the steep | E2 |
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Lucifer under the bridge Ha ha | F2 |
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Guide Never any bridge but this | B |
Could stand across the wild abyss | B |
All the rest of wood or stone | W |
By the Devil's hand were overthrown | W |
He toppled crags from the precipice | B |
And whatsoe'er was built by day | Y |
In the night was swept away | Y |
None could stand but this alone | W |
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Lucifer under the bridge Ha ha | F2 |
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Guide I showed you in the valley a boulder | F |
Marked with the imprint of his shoulder | F |
As he was bearing it up this way | Y |
A peasant passing cried 'Herr Je ' | - |
And the Devil dropped it in his fright | Y |
And vanished suddenly out of sight | Y |
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Lucifer under the bridge Ha ha | F2 |
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Guide Abbot Giraldus of Einsiedel | A2 |
For pilgrims on their way to Rome | G2 |
Built this at last with a single arch | H2 |
Under which on its endless march | H2 |
Runs the river white with foam | G2 |
Like a thread through the eye of a needle | A2 |
And the Devil promised to let it stand | Y |
Under compact and condition | E |
That the first living thing which crossed | Y |
Should be surrendered into his hand | Y |
And be beyond redemption lost | Y |
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Lucifer under the bridge Ha ha perdition | E |
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Guide At length the bridge being all completed | Y |
The Abbot standing at its head | Y |
Threw across it a loaf of bread | Y |
Which a hungry dog sprang after | F |
And the rocks reechoed with peals of laughter | F |
To see the Devil thus defeated | Y |
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They pass on | E |
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Lucifer under the bridge Ha ha defeated | Y |
For journeys and for crimes like this | B |
To let the bridge stand o'er the abyss | B |
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THE ST GOTHARD PASS | B |
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Prince Henry This is the highest point Two ways the rivers | B |
Leap down to different seas and as they roll | A2 |
Grow deep and still and their majestic presence | B |
Becomes a benefaction to the towns | B |
They visit wandering silently among them | I2 |
Like patriarchs old among their shining tents | B |
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Elsie How bleak and bare it is Nothing but mosses | B |
Grow on these rocks | B |
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Prince Henry Yet are they not forgotten | E |
Beneficent Nature sends the mists to feed them | I2 |
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Elsie See yonder little cloud that borne aloft | Y |
So tenderly by the wind floats fast away | Y |
Over the snowy peaks It seems to me | F |
The body of St Catherine borne by angels | B |
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Prince Henry Thou art St Catherine and invisible angels | B |
Bear thee across these chasms and precipices | B |
Lest thou shouldst dash thy feet against a stone | E |
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Elsie Would I were borne unto my grave as she was | B |
Upon angelic shoulders Even now | E |
I Seem uplifted by them light as air | F |
What sound is that | Y |
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Prince Henry The tumbling avalanches | B |
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Elsie How awful yet how beautiful | A2 |
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Prince Henry These are | F |
The voices of the mountains Thus they ope | E2 |
Their snowy lips and speak unto each other | F |
In the primeval language lost to man | E |
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Elsie What land is this that spreads itself beneath us | B |
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Prince Henry Italy Italy | F |
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Elsie Land of the Madonna | E |
How beautiful it is It seems a garden | E |
Of Paradise | B |
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Prince Henry Nay of Gethsemane | E |
To thee and me of passion and of prayer | F |
Yet once of Paradise Long years ago | V |
I wandered as a youth among its bowers | B |
And never from my heart has faded quite | Y |
Its memory that like a summer sunset | Y |
Encircles with a ring of purple light | Y |
All the horizon of my youth | J2 |
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Guide O friends | B |
The days are short the way before us long | K2 |
We must not linger if we think to reach | L2 |
The inn at Belinzona before vespers | B |
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They pass on | E |
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AT THE FOOT OF THE ALPS | B |
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A halt under the trees at noon | E |
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Prince Henry Here let us pause a moment in the trembling | N |
Shadow and sunshine of the roadside trees | B |
And our tired horses in a group assembling | N |
Inhale long draughts of this delicious breeze | B |
Our fleeter steeds have distanced our attendants | B |
They lag behind us with a slower pace | B |
We will await them under the green pendants | B |
Of the great w | - |
Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
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