The Speeding Of The King's Spite Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: ABABCDCE FAFAGHGH GIGIJKIK LMLMFNFN NNNNONO PQPQANAN NRNRNPNP SNSNTQTF UVUVNNNN FNFNWXYX PHPHONON QVQVIZIZ NQNQUNUN PA2PA2QOQ B2NB2NONO AQAQC2D2C2 NXNXGFG

A king estranged from his loving QueenA
By a foolish royal whimB
Tired and sick of the dull routineA
Of matters surrounding himB
Issued a mandate in this wiseC
'THE DOWER OF MY DAUGHTER'S HANDD
I WILL GIVE TO HIM WHO HOLDS THIS PRIZEC
THE STRANGEST THING IN THE LAND 'E
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But the King sad sooth in this grim decreeF
Had a motive low and meanA
'Twas a royal piece of chicaneryF
To harry and spite the QueenA
For King though he was and beyond compareG
He had ruled all things save oneH
Then blamed the Queen that his only heirG
Was a daughter not a sonH
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The girl had grown in the mother's careG
Like a bud in the shine and showerI
That drinks of the wine of the balmy airG
Till it blooms into matchless flowerI
Her waist was the rose's stem that boreJ
The flower and the flower's perfumeK
That ripens on till it bulges o'erI
With its wealth of bud and bloomK
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And she had a lover lowly sprungL
But a purer nobler heartM
Never spake in a courtlier tongueL
Or wooed with a dearer artM
And the fair pair paled at the King's decreeF
But the smiling Fates contrivedN
To have them wed in a secrecyF
That the Queen HERSELF connivedN
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While the grim King's heralds scoured the landN
And the countries roundaboutN
Shouting aloud at the King's commandN
A challenge to knave or loutN
Prince or peasant 'The mighty KingO
Would have ye understandN
That he who shows him the strangest thingO
Shall have his daughter's hand '-
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And thousands flocked to the royal throneP
Bringing a thousand thingsQ
Strange and curious One a boneP
The hinge of a fairy's wingsQ
And one the glass of a mermaid queenA
Gemmed with a diamond dewN
Where down in its reflex dimly seenA
Her face smiled out at youN
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One brought a cluster of some strange dateN
With a subtle and searching tangR
That seemed as you tasted to penetrateN
The heart like a serpent's fangR
And back you fell for a spell entrancedN
As cold as a corpse of stoneP
And heard your brains as they laughed and dancedN
And talked in an undertoneP
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One brought a bird that could whistle a tuneS
So piercingly pure and sweetN
That tears would fall from the eyes of the moonS
In dewdrops at its feetN
And the winds would sigh at the sweet refrainT
Till they swooned in an ecstacyQ
To waken again in a hurricaneT
Of riot and jubileeF
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One brought a lute that was wrought of a shellU
Luminous as the shineV
Of a new born star in a dewy dellU
And its strings were strands of wineV
That sprayed at the Fancy's touch and fusedN
As your listening spirit leantN
Drunken through with the airs that oozedN
From the o'ersweet instrumentN
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One brought a tablet of ivoryF
Whereon no thing was writN
But at night and the dazzled eyes would seeF
Flickering lines o'er itN
And each as you read from the magic tomeW
Lightened and died in flameX
And the memory held but a golden poemY
Too beautiful to nameX
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Till it seemed all marvels that ever were knownP
Or dreamed of under the sunH
Were brought and displayed at the royal throneP
And put by one by oneH
Till a graybeard monster came to the KingO
Haggard and wrinkled and oldN
And spread to his gaze this wondrous thingO
A gossamer veil of goldN
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Strangely marvelous mocking the gazeQ
Like a tangle of bright sunshineV
Dipping a million glittering raysQ
In a baptism divineV
And a maiden sheened in this gauze attireI
Sifting a glance of her eyeZ
Dazzled men's souls with a fierce desireI
To kiss and caress her and dieZ
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And the grim King swore by his royal beardN
That the veil had won the prizeQ
While the gray old monster blinked and leeredN
With his lashless red rimmed eyesQ
As the fainting form of the princess fellU
And the mother's heart went wildN
Throbbing and swelling a muffled knellU
For the dead hopes of her childN
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But her clouded face with a faint smile shoneP
As suddenly through the throngA2
Pushing his way to the royal throneP
A fair youth strode alongA2
While a strange smile hovered about his eyesQ
As he said to the grim old KingO
'The veil of gold must lose the prizeQ
For I have a stranger thing '-
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He bent and whispered a sentence briefB2
But the monarch shook his headN
With a look expressive of unbeliefB2
'It can't be so ' he saidN
'Or give me proof and I the KingO
Give you my daughter's handN
For certes THAT IS a stranger thingO
THE STRANGEST THING IN THE LAND '-
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Then the fair youth turning caught the QueenA
In a rapturous caressQ
While his lithe form towered in lordly mienA
As he said in a brief addressQ
'My fair bride's mother is this and loC2
As you stare in your royal aweD2
By this pure kiss do I proudly showC2
A LOVE FOR A MOTHER IN LAW '-
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Then a thaw set in the old King's moodN
And a sweet Spring freshet cameX
Into his eyes and his heart renewedN
Its love for the favored dameX
But often he has been heard to declareG
That 'he never could clearly seeF
How in the deuce such a strange affairG
Could have ended so happily '-

James Whitcomb Riley



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