Morgan Le Fay Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: AAAA ABCB DEFE E GF HIAI AJAJ KLML FNFN OAPA QJRJ AJAJ FASA AFTF AUAUIn dim samite was she bedight | A |
And on her hair a hoop of gold | A |
Like fox fire in the tawn moonlight | A |
Was glimmering cold | A |
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With soft gray eyes she gloomed and glowered | A |
With soft red lips she sang a song | B |
What knight might gaze upon her face | C |
Nor fare along | B |
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For all her looks were full of spells | D |
And all her words of sorcery | E |
And in some way they seemed to say | F |
'Oh come with me | E |
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'Oh come with me oh come with me | E |
Oh come with me my love Sir Kay ' | - |
How should he know the witch I trow | G |
Morgan le Fay | F |
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How should he know the wily witch | H |
With sweet white face and raven hair | I |
Who by her art bewitched his heart | A |
And held him there | I |
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For soul and sense had waxed amort | A |
To wold and weald to slade and stream | J |
And all he heard was her soft word | A |
As one adream | J |
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And all he saw was her bright eyes | K |
And her fair face that held him still | L |
And wild and wan she led him on | M |
O'er vale and hill | L |
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Until at last a castle lay | F |
Beneath the moon among the trees | N |
Its Gothic towers old and gray | F |
With mysteries | N |
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Tall in its hall an hundred knights | O |
In armor stood with glaive in hand | A |
The following of some great King | P |
Lord of that land | A |
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Sir Bors Sir Balin and Gawain | Q |
All Arthur's knights and many mo | J |
But these in battle had been slain | R |
Long years ago | J |
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But when Morgan with lifted hand | A |
Moved down the hall they louted low | J |
For she was Queen of Shadowland | A |
That woman of snow | J |
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Then from Sir Kay she drew away | F |
And mocking at him by her side | A |
'Behold Sir Knights the knave who slew | S |
Your King ' she cried | A |
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Then like one man those shadows raised | A |
Their swords whereon the moon glanced gray | F |
And clashing all strode from the wall | T |
Against Sir Kay | F |
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And on his body bent and bowed | A |
The hundred blades like one blade fell | U |
While over all rang long and loud | A |
The mirth of Hell | U |
Madison Julius Cawein
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