The Black Knight Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: AABAAC DDEAAF GG HI AAJKLJ AAMNNM OOPQQP RRSTTS UUVWW AADXXY ZA2B2C2C2| 'T was Pentecost the Feast of Gladness | A |
| When woods and fields put off all sadness | A |
| Thus began the King and spake | B |
| 'So from the halls | A |
| Of ancient hofburg's walls | A |
| A luxuriant Spring shall break ' | C |
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| Drums and trumpets echo loudly | D |
| Wave the crimson banners proudly | D |
| From balcony the King looked on | E |
| In the play of spears | A |
| Fell all the cavaliers | A |
| Before the monarch's stalwart son | F |
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| To the barrier of the fight | G |
| Rode at last a sable Knight | G |
| 'Sir Knight your name and scutcheon say ' | - |
| 'Should I speak it here | H |
| Ye would stand aghast with fear | I |
| I am a Prince of mighty sway ' | - |
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| When he rode into the lists | A |
| The arch of heaven grew black with mists | A |
| And the castle 'gan to rock | J |
| At the first blow | K |
| Fell the youth from saddle bow | L |
| Hardly rises from the shock | J |
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| Pipe and viol call the dances | A |
| Torch light through the high halls glances | A |
| Waves a mighty shadow in | M |
| With manner bland | N |
| Doth ask the maiden's hand | N |
| Doth with ter the dance begin | M |
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| Danced in sable iron sark | O |
| Danced a measure weird and dark | O |
| Coldly clasped her limbs around | P |
| From breast and hair | Q |
| Down fall from her the fair | Q |
| Flowerets faded to the ground | P |
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| To the sumptuous banquet came | R |
| Every Knight and every Dame | R |
| 'Twixt son and daughter all distraught | S |
| With mournful mind | T |
| The ancient King reclined | T |
| Gazed at them in silent thought | S |
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| Pale the children both did look | U |
| But the guest a beaker took | U |
| 'Golden wine will make you whole | V |
| The children drank | W |
| Gave many a courteous thank | W |
| 'O that draught was very cool ' | - |
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| Each the father's breast embraces | A |
| Son and daughter and their faces | A |
| Colorless grow utterly | D |
| Whichever way | X |
| Looks the fear struck father gray | X |
| He beholds his children die | Y |
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| 'Woe the blessed children both | Z |
| Takest thou in the joy of youth | A2 |
| Take me too the joyless father | B2 |
| Spake the grim Guest | C2 |
| From his hollow cavernous breast | C2 |
| 'Roses in the spring I gather ' | - |
Johann Ludwig Uhland
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