A Legend Of Tintagel Castle Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: AABB CCDD EEFF GGHH IIJJ KLHH MMNN OOPP QRJJ SSTU FFVV WWXY ZA2B2C2 HHDD IID2E2| ALONE in the forest Sir Lancelot rode | A |
| O'er the neck of his courser the reins lightly flowed | A |
| And beside hung his helmet for bare was his brow | B |
| To meet the soft breeze that was fanning him now | B |
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| And 'the flowers of the forest' were many and sweet | C |
| Which crushed at each step by his proud courser's feet | C |
| Gave forth all their fragrance while thick over head | D |
| The boughs of the oak and the elm tree were spread | D |
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| The wind stirred its branches as if its low suit | E |
| Were urged like a lover who wakens the lute | E |
| And through the dark foliage came sparkling and bright | F |
| Like rain from the green leaves in small gems of light | F |
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| There was stillness not silence for dancing along | G |
| A brook went its way like a child with a song | G |
| Now hidden where rushes and water flags grow | H |
| Now clear while white pebbles were glistening below | H |
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| Lo bright as a vision and fair as a dream | I |
| The face of a maiden is seen in the stream | I |
| With her hair like a mantle of gold to her knee | J |
| Stands a lady as lovely as lady can be | J |
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| Short speech tells a love tale the bard's sweetest words | K |
| Are poor beside those which each memory hoards | L |
| Sound of some gentle whisper the haunting and low | H |
| Such as love may have murmured ah long long ago | H |
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| She led him away to an odorous cave | M |
| Where the emerald spars shone like stars in the wave | M |
| And the green moss and violets crowded beneath | N |
| And the ash at the entrance hung down like a wreath | N |
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| They might have been happy if love could but learn | O |
| A lesson from some flowers and like their leaves turn | O |
| Round their own inward world their own lone fragrant nest | P |
| Content with its sweetness content with its rest | P |
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| But the sound of the trumpet was heard from afar | Q |
| And Sir Lancelot rode forth again to the war | R |
| And the wood nymph was left as aye woman will be | J |
| Who trusts her whole being oh false love to thee | J |
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| For months every sunbeam that brightened the gloom | S |
| She deemed was the waving of Lancelot's plume | S |
| She knew not of the proud and the beautiful queen | T |
| Whose image was treasured as hers once had been | U |
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| There was many a fair dame and many a knight | F |
| Made the banks of the river like fairy land bright | F |
| And among those whose shadow was cast on the tide | V |
| Was Lancelot kneeling at Genevra's side | V |
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| With purple sails heavily drooping around | W |
| The mast and the prow with the vale lily bound | W |
| And towed by two swans a small vessel drew near | X |
| But high on the deck was a pall covered bier | Y |
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| They oared with their white wings the bark thro' the flood | Z |
| Till arrived at the bank where Sir Lancelot stood | A2 |
| A wind swept the river and flung back the pall | B2 |
| And there lay a lady the fairest of all | C2 |
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| But pale as a statue like sunshine on snow | H |
| The bright hair seemed mocking the cold face below | H |
| Sweet truants the blush and the smile both are fled | D |
| Sir Lancelot weeps as he kneels by the dead | D |
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| And these are love's records a vow and a dream | I |
| And the sweet shadow passes away from life's stream | I |
| Too late we awake to regret but what tears | D2 |
| Can bring back the waste to our hearts and our years | E2 |
Letitia Elizabeth Landon
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