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The Death Of Olaf Tryggvision Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

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I	A
BLUE as blossom of the myrtle	B
Smiled the steadfast eyes of Olaf	C
On the host of ships that harried	D
His enraged gold glittering Dragon	E
Snared within that ring of sea birds	F
By their fierce beaks rent and bitten	E
All men knew the crimson kirtle	B
Rich wrought helm and shield that dazzled	G
Back the whirling wrath of sword edge	H
But the king while doom yet tarried	G
Bleeding fast beneath his byrny	E
Still throughout the savage hurtle	B
Of the ax play and the spear play	B
Blinding storm of stones and arrows	I
Shivering steel and shock of iron	E
Stood erect above the slaughter	J
An unblenching lord of battle	B
Till about his knees were drifted	G
Heaps of slain his last earl smitten	E
From the poop then sprang King Olaf	C
Faring on his farthest journey	E
With his shield above him lifted	G
Shield whose shimmer mocked the rattle	B
Of the missiles rained upon it	G
Down into the deep sea water	J
Nevermore shall he thrust keel	B
Into billow fain to feel	B
Pull of rudder 'neath his hand	G
Swing of tide that bears his folk	K
On to spoil some startled strand	G
Rick and homestead wrapt in smoke	K
All the daring deeds are done	E
Of King Olaf Tryggvison	E
II	A
As the red stained waves ran o'er him	L
Faithful to their friend sea rover	J
Hid the flickering shield forever	J
From the fury of his foemen	E
Hushed the war din to his hearing	M
Sweetened on his swooning senses	N
Even that wild roar of victory	E
Through the dim green gloom appearing	M
Women's faces flashed before him	L
Fair the first but wan with vigil	B
Mother tender mother valiant	G
Face of Astrid she who bore him	L
On a couch of ferns and clover	J
In a little lonely island	G
Warded only by her fosterer	J
Old Thorolf who would not sever	J
His rude service from her sorrows	I
She who flitted with her man child	G
On from fen to forest hunted	G
By the murderers of his father	J
Every rustling branch an omen	E
Of the dangers darkening over	J
That rich seed of frail defenses	O
She whose last look smiled him courage	P
Rosy wean of three rude winters	Q
When the pirate crew had seized them	R
Sold the gold haired boy and mother	J
Into sundering thraldom slaughtered	G
Old Thorolf as stiff and useless	S
Then the face of Queen Allogia	P
Like a sudden shield white shining	M
Raised between the vengeful blood wrath	T
And the lad whose earliest death blow	B
Smote the slayer unforgotten	E
Of Thorolf Soft gleamed another	J
Younger face white rose of passion	E
Geira to whose grace her lover	J
Bowed his boyhood's turbulences	S
Gentled in that blissful bridal	B
Till death stole upon their joyance	S
Gathering her fragrant girlhood	G
Like a flower and frenzy driven	E
Forth King Olaf fared a warring	M
South away to sack and harry	J
Every quiet shore that silvered	G
On his homeless waste horizon	E
Still amid the flying splinters	S
Of the swords and famous morrows	S
When the Norns did as it pleased them	R
With their secret shuttle twining	M
In the pattern of his life days	S
Strands of mirth and splendor only	J
For the rending for the strewing	M
On the whirlwind still the Viking	M
Was of women loved and hated	G
Swift their faces glinted on a	U
Drowning sight the Irish Gyda	G
Wise of heart to ken a hero	B
Stepping by her silken suitors	S
Choosing for her lord the towering	M
Shag cloaked Northman rough and royal	B
Then Queen Sigrid called the Haughty	G
With the blow his glove had given	E
Whitening on her lips a striking	M
That became his scathe young Gudrun	E
Who to her slain father loyal	B
Would her bridegroom's breast have riven	E
Glorious as he slept beside her	J
With a stab too long belated	G
With the steel he waking wrested	G
From that slender hand and Thyri	J
Clinging coaxing pouting weeping	M
Craving still the thing denied her	J
With a sting in all her sweetness	S
Yet to him a new Madonna	E
For the baby boy who nestled	G
On her bosom all bedrifted	G
With her yellow hair their starry	J
Little son too dear for keeping	M
Tender guest that might not tarry	J
Though upon those tiny temples	S
Crystal cold beneath the kisses	S
Like midsummer storm came showering	M
Down the last wild tears of Olaf	C
Ever longing ever lonely	J
Nevermore to him who there	J
Chokes with brine shall maidens bear	J
Honey mead in well carved cup	V
While the harpers strike the strings	S
And the songs and shouts go up	V
Till the hollow roof tree rings	S
All the wine of life is run	E
For King Olaf Tryggvison	E
III	A
All had vanished from the vision	E
Of those blue eyes blankly staring	M
Through that pall of purple waters	S
Through that peace below all motion	E
Of intoning tides and billows	S
Where sad palaces are peopled	G
By the gods he had forsaken	E
Too divine for vain derision	E
And the empty sound of censure	J
Wondered they upon the waster	J
Of their temples their blasphemer	J
As that drifting body rested	G
On the knees of Ran the husher	J
Of all hearts beneath the ocean	E
Many mariners far faring	M
By the swan road subtly taken	E
In her nets have proved her pillows	S
Soft with slumber Azure vested	G
Clustering came her thrice three daughters	S
While her lord the hoary gir	J
From his castle coral steepled	G
Wended slow the seaweed woven	E
In his mantle Comely Ni rd	G
Crowned with shells and mystic Mimir	J
Ay and many another followed	G
Musing on this altar crusher	J
On this sleeping king awaker	J
In a realm not theirs this taster	J
Of strange bread and wine this dreamer	J
Of the new dream that had cloven	E
Even their dusk region hollowed	G
Out of chaos by All Maker	J
By the Power past peradventure	J
Nevermore shall Olaf's rod	G
Smite a silent oak hewn god	G
Nevermore shall Olaf's torch	W
Fire great Woden's house or Thor's	S
Where the stubborn heathen scorch	W
Constant to their ancestors	S
Souls too steadfast to be won	E
By King Olaf Tryggvison	E
IV	C
From that pallid body parted	G
Sped the proud impetuous spirit	G
Forth to seek his throne of splendor	J
Not the benches of Valhalla	E
In the ancient Grove of Glistening	M
Palace wrought of spears roofed over	J
With gold shields the tiles of Woden	E
Where brave warriors feast forever	J
On the boar's flesh making merry	J
With the foaming mead with minstrels	S
And the hero sport of battle	B
But that far more dazzling dwelling	M
Of the young God radiant hearted	G
Christ whose loyal earl was Olaf	C
Oh what welcome would he merit	G
He the new faith's fierce defender	J
Forcing thousands as a drover	J
Urges wild unwilling cattle	B
To the font their blond heads shrinking	M
From the sacred dew Who would not	G
Be faith changers take the christening	M
At his gracious word gainsayers	S
Of his will had been the players	S
In grim shows maimed torn asunder	J
Stoned slow strangled with the swallowing	M
Of live snakes So did he sever	J
Norway from her shrines excelling	M
All Christ's folk in fealty Should not	G
Horns blow up for him in Heaven	E
Olaf Tryggvison who even	E
Had the wizards well outwitted	G
Bidding them to feast and firing	M
While they drowsed there dull with drinking	M
Hall and all caught those who flitted	G
Chained them fast on tide swept skerry	J
Sorcerers whose best spell singing	M
Had not stayed the waves from following	M
Are not saints and angels listening	M
For his rumored coming choiring	M
Till their praises are as thunder	J
Of great minster bells a ringing	M
Olaf stood imparadised	G
In the loneliness of Christ	G
Of the White Lord Christ Who said	G
'Only precious stones of pity	G
Holy pearls of peace may build	G
For each soul the Shining City	G
When in thee is Heaven fulfilled	G
I shall claim my champion	E
Not King Olaf Tryggvison	E
But my shepherd Mercy fed	G
On Love the wine and Love the bread '	X