The Erl-king Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABBCD EEFF GGHH BBII BBJJ IIHH KKHH HHHH LK HHCD BBFF HHHH BBKK IIJJ IIBB KKCC HHHH| A | |
| WHO rides there so late through the night dark and drear | B |
| The father it is with his infant so dear | B |
| He holdeth the boy tightly clasp'd in his arm | C |
| He holdeth him safely he keepeth him warm | D |
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| My son wherefore seek'st thou thy face thus to hide | E |
| Look father the Erl King is close by our side | E |
| Dost see not the Erl King with crown and with train | F |
| My son 'tis the mist rising over the plain | F |
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| Oh come thou dear infant oh come thou with me | G |
| Full many a game I will play there with thee | G |
| On my strand lovely flowers their blossoms unfold | H |
| My mother shall grace thee with garments of gold | H |
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| My father my father and dost thou not hear | B |
| The words that the Erl King now breathes in mine ear | B |
| Be calm dearest child 'tis thy fancy deceives | I |
| 'Tis the sad wind that sighs through the withering leaves | I |
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| Wilt go then dear infant wilt go with me there | B |
| My daughters shall tend thee with sisterly care | B |
| My daughters by night their glad festival keep | J |
| They'll dance thee and rock thee and sing thee to sleep | J |
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| My father my father and dost thou not see | I |
| How the Erl King his daughters has brought here for me | I |
| My darling my darling I see it aright | H |
| 'Tis the aged grey willows deceiving thy sight | H |
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| I love thee I'm charm'd by thy beauty dear boy | K |
| And if thou'rt unwilling then force I'll employ | K |
| My father my father he seizes me fast | H |
| Full sorely the Erl King has hurt me at last | H |
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| The father now gallops with terror half wild | H |
| He grasps in his arms the poor shuddering child | H |
| He reaches his courtyard with toil and with dread | H |
| The child in his arms finds he motionless dead | H |
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| from a translation by | L |
| Edwin Zeydel | K |
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| Who rides so late where winds blow wild | H |
| It is the father grasping his child | H |
| He holds the boy embraced in his arm | C |
| He clasps him snugly he keeps him warm | D |
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| My son why cover your face in such fear | B |
| O don't you see the ErlKing near | B |
| The ErlKing with his crown and train | F |
| My son the mist is on the plain | F |
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| Sweet lad o come and join me do | H |
| Such pretty games I'll play with you | H |
| On the shore gay flowers their colors unfold | H |
| My mother has made you a garment of gold | H |
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| My father my father o can you not hear | B |
| The promise the ErlKing breathes in my ear | B |
| Be calm stay calm my child lie low | K |
| In withered leaves the night winds blow | K |
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| Will you sweet lad come along with me | I |
| My daughters shall care for you tenderly | I |
| In the night my daughters their revelry keep | J |
| They'll rock you and dance you and sing you to sleep | J |
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| My father my father o can you not trace | I |
| The ErlKing's daughters in that gloomy place | I |
| My son my son I see it clear | B |
| How grey the ancient willows appear | B |
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| I love you your comeliness charms me my boy | K |
| And if you're not willing then force I'll employ | K |
| Now father o father he's seizing my arm | C |
| The ErlKing has done me the cruelest harm | C |
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| The father shudders his ride is wild | H |
| In his arms he's holding the shivering child | H |
| He reaches home with toil and dread | H |
| In his arms the child was dead | H |
Johann Wolfgang Von Goethe
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