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The Troubadour. Canto 3 Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

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LAND of the olive and the vine	A
The saint and soldier sword and shrine	A
How glorious to young RAYMOND'S eye	B
Swell'd thy bold heights spread thy clear sky	B
When first he paused upon the height	C
Where gather'd lay the Christian might	C
Amid a chesnut wood were raised	D
Their white tents and the red cross blazed	D
Meteor like with its crimson shine	A
O'er many a standard's scutcheon'd line	A
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On the hill opposite there stood	E
The warriors of the Moorish blood	F
With their silver crescents gleaming	G
And their horse tail pennons streaming	G
With cymbals and the clanging gong	H
The muezzin's unchanging song	H
The turbans that like rainbows shone	I
The coursers' gay caparison	I
As if another world had been	I
Where that small rivulet ran between	I
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And there was desperate strife next day	J
The little vale below that lay	J
Was like a slaughter pit of green	I
Could not one single trace be seen	I
The Moslem warrior stretch'd beside	K
The Christian chief by whom he died	K
And by the broken falchion blade	L
The crooked scymeter was laid	L
	-
And gallantly had RAYMOND borne	I
The red cross through the field that morn	I
When suddenly he saw a knight	C
Oppress'd by numbers in the fight	C
Instant his ready spear was flung	M
Instant amid the band he sprung	M
They fight fly fall and from the fray	J
He leads the wounded knight away	J
Gently he gain'd his tent and there	N
He left him to the leech's care	N
Then sought the field of death anew	I
Little was there for knight to do	I
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That field was strewn with dead and dying	G
And mark'd he there DE VALENCE lying	G
Upon the turbann'd heap which told	O
How dearly had his life been sold	O
And yet on his curl'd lip was worn	I
The impress of a soldier's scorn	I
And yet his dark and glazed eye	B
Glared its defiance stern and high	B
His head was on his shield his hand	P
Held to the last his own red brand	P
Felt RAYMOND all too proud for grief	Q
In gazing on the gallant chief	Q
So thought he should a warrior fall	R
A victor dying last of all	R
	-
But sadness moved him when he gave	S
DE VALENCE to his lowly grave	S
The grave where the wild flowers were sleeping	G
And one pale olive tree was weeping	G
And placed the rude stone cross to show	T
A Christian hero lay below	T
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With the next morning's dawning light	C
Was RAYMOND by the wounded knight	C
He heard strange tales none knew his name	U
And none might say from whence he came	U
He wore no cognizance his steed	V
Was raven black and black his weed	V
All owned his fame but yet they deem'd	W
More desperate than brave he seem'd	W
Or as he only dared the field	X
For the swift death that it might yield	X
	-
Leaning beside the curtain where	N
Came o'er his brow the morning air	N
He found the stranger chief his tone	I
Surely 'twas one RAYMOND had known	I
He knew him not what chord could be	Y
Thus waken'd on his memory	Y
	-
At first the knight was cold and stern	I
As that his spirit shunn'd to learn	I
Aught of affection as it brought	Z
To him some shaft of venom'd thought	Z
When one eve RAYMOND chanced to name	U
Durance's castle whence he came	U
And speak of EVA and her fate	A2
So young and yet so desolate	B2
So beautiful Then heard he all	R
Her father's wrongs her mother's fall	R
For AMIRALD was the knight whose life	C2
RAYMOND had saved amid the strife	C2
And now he seem'd to find relief	Q
In pouring forth his hidden grief	Q
Which had for years been as the stream	D2
Cave lock'd from either air or beam	D2
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LORD AMIRALD'S HISTORY	Y
	-
I LOVED her ay I would have given	I
A death bed certainty of heaven	I
If I had thought it could confer	E2
The least of happiness on her	E2
How proudly did I wait the hour	E2
When hid no more in lowly bower	E2
She should shine loveliest of all	R
The lady of my heart and hall	R
And soon I deem'd the time would be	Y
For many a chief stood leagued with me	Y
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It was one evening we had sate	A2
In my tower's secret council late	A2
Our bands were number'd and we said	F2
That the pale moon's declining head	F2
Should shed her next full light o'er bands	G2
With banners raised and sheathless brands	G2
We parted I to seek the shade	L
Where my heart's choicest gem was laid	L
I flung me on my fleetest steed	V
I urged it to its utmost speed	V
On I went like the hurrying wind	H2
Hill dale and plain were left behind	H2
And yet I thought my courser slow	T
Even when the forest lay below	T
	-
As my wont in a secret nook	I2
I left my horse I may not tell	J2
With what delight my way I took	I2
Till I had reach'd the oak hid dell	J2
The trees which hitherto had made	L
A more than night with lighten'd shade	L
Now let the stars and sky shine through	I
Rejoicing calm and bright and blue	I
	-
There did not move a leaf that night	C
That I cannot remember now	I
Nor yet a single star whose light	C
Was on the royal midnight's brow	I
Wander'd no cloud sigh'd not a flower	E2
That is not present at this hour	E2
No marvel memory thus should press	K2
Round its last light of happiness	L2
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I paused one moment where I stood	E
In all a very miser's mood	M2
As if that thinking of its store	N2
Could make my bosom's treasure more	N2
I saw the guiding lamp which shone	I
From the wreath'd lattice pale and lone	I
Another moment I was there	N
To pause and look upon despair	N
	-
I saw her on the ground she lay	J
The life blood ebbing fast away	J
But almost as she could not die	B
Without my hand to close her eye	B
When to my bosom press'd she raised	D
Her heavy lids and feebly gazed	D
And her lip moved I caught its breath	O2
Its last it was the gasp of death	O2
	-
I leant her head upon my breast	P2
As I but soothed her into rest	P2
I do not know what time might be	Y
Past in this stony misery	Y
When I was waken'd from my dream	D2
By my forgotten infant's scream	D2
Then first I thought upon my child	Q2
I took it from its bed it smiled	Q2
And its red cheek was flush'd with sleep	R2
Why had it not the sense to weep	R2
I laid its mother on the bed	F2
O'er her pale brow a mantle spread	F2
And left the wood Calm stern and cold	O
The tale of blood and death I told	O
Gave my child to my brother's care	N
As his not mine were this despair	N
	-
I flung me on my steed again	I
I urged him with the spur and rein	I
I left him at the usual tree	Y
But left him there at liberty	Y
	-
With madd'ning step I sought the place	S2
I raised the mantle from her face	S2
And knelt me down beside to gaze	T2
On all the mockery death displays	T2
Until it seem'd but sleep to me	Y
Death oh no death it could not be	Y
	-
The cold grey light the dawn had shed	F2
Changed gradual into melting red	F2
I watch'd the morning colour streak	U2
With crimson dye her marble cheek	U2
The freshness of the stirring air	N
Lifted her curls of raven hair	N
Her head lay pillow'd on her arm	V2
Sweetly as if with life yet warm	W2
I kiss'd her lips oh God the chill	X2
My heart is frozen with it still	X2
It was as suddenly on me	Y
Open'd my depths of misery	Y
I flung me on the ground and raved	Y2
And of the wind that past me craved	Y2
One breath of poison till my blood	F
From lip and brow gush'd in one flood	F
I watch'd the warm stream of my veins	Z2
Mix with the death wounds clotted stains	Z2
Oh how I pray'd that I might pour	N2
My heart's tide and her life restore	N2
	-
And night came on with what dim fear	A3
I mark'd the darkling hours appear	A3
I could not gaze on the dear brow	I
And seeing was all left me now	I
I grasp'd the cold hand in mine own	I
Till both alike seem'd turn'd to stone	I
Night morn and noontide pass'd away	J
Then came the tokens of decay	J
	-
'Twas the third night that I had kept	B3
My watch and like a child had wept	B3
Sorrow to sleep and in my dream	D2
I saw her as she once could seem	D2
Fair as an angel there she bent	C3
As if sprung from the element	D3
The bright clear fountain whose pure wave	S
Her soft and shadowy image gave	S
	-
Methought that conscious beauty threw	I
Upon her cheek its own sweet hue	I
Its loveliness of morning red	F2
I woke and gazed upon the dead	F2
I mark'd the fearful stains which now	I
Were dark'ning o'er the once white brow	I
The livid colours that declare	N
The soul no longer dwelleth there	N
The gaze of even my fond eye	B
Seem'd almost like impiety	F2
As it were sin for looks to be	Y
On what the earth alone should see	Y
I thought upon the loathsome doom	E3
Of the grave's cold corrupted gloom	E3