Tristram's End Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

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Tristram lies sick to deathB
Dulled is his kingly eyeA
Listless his famed right arm earth weary breathB
Hath force alone to sighA
The one name that re kindles life's low flameC
Isoult And thou fair moon of Tristram's eveD
Who with that many memoried name didst takeE
A glory for the sakeE
Of her who shone the sole light of his days and deedsF
Thou canst no more relieveD
This heart that inly bleedsF
With all thy love with all thy tender loreG
No nor thy white hands soothe him any moreG
Still the day long she hearsH
Kind words that are more sharp to her than spearsI
Ah loved he more he had not been so kindJ
And still with pricking tearsK
She watches him and still must seem resignedJ
Though well she knows what face his eyes requireL
And jealous pangs like coiled snakes in her mindJ
Cling tighter as that voice more earnestlyM
Asks heavy with desireL
From out that passionate past which is not hersN
Sweet wife is there no sail upon the sea ''O
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Tenderest hearts by pain grow oft the bitterestP
And haste to wound the thing they love the bestQ
At evening at sun set to Tristram's bedR
News on her lips she bringsS
She comes with eyes bright in divining dreadR
Hardening her anguished heart she bends above his headR
O Tristram '' How her low voice strangely ringsS
There comes a ship ah rise not turn not paleT
I know not what this means it is a sailT
Black black as night '' She shot her word and fledR
But Tristram criedU
With a great cry and rose upon his sideU
It cannot be it cannot shall not beM
I will not die until mine own eyes see ''-
Despair more strong than hope lifts his weak limbsV
He stands and draws deep effort from his breathB
He trembles his gaze swimsV
He gropes his steps in painW
Nigh fainting till he gainW
Salt air and brightness from the outer doorG
That opens on the cliff built bastion floorG
And the wide ocean gleaming far beneathX
He gazes his lips partY
And all the blood pours back upon his heartY
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Close thine eyes Tristram lest joy blind thee quiteZ
So swift a splendour burns away thy doubtA2
Nay Tristram gaze gaze lest bright Truth go outA2
Ere she hath briefly shoneB2
White dazzling whiteZ
A sail swells onward filling all his sightZ
With snowy lightZ
As on a gull's sure wing the ship comes onC2
She towers upon the wave she speeds for homeD2
Tristram on either doorpost must sustainW
His arms for strength to gaze his fill againE2
She shivers off the wind the shining foamD2
Bursts from her pitching prowF2
The sail drops as she nearsI
Poised on the joyous swell and Tristram seesG2
The mariners upon the deck he hearsH
Their eager cries the breezeG2
Blows a blue cloak and nowF2
Like magic brought to his divining earsI
A voice that empties all the earth and skyA
Comes clear across the water It is I ''-
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Isoult is come Victorious saints aboveH2
Who suffered anguish ere to bliss you diedU
Have pity on him whom Love so sore hath triedU
Who sinned yet greatly suffered for his loveH2
That dear renounc d love when now he seesG2
Heavy with joy he sinks upon his kneesG2
O had she wings to lift her to his sideU
But she is far belowI2
Where the spray breaks upon the rusted railT
And rock hewn steps and thereJ2
Stands gazing up and loI2
Tristram how faint and paleT
A pity overcomes her like despairJ2
How shall her strength availT
To conquer that steep stairJ2
Dark terrible and ignorant as TimeK2
Up which her feet must climbK2
To Tristram His outstretching arms are fainW
To help her yet are helpless and his painW
Is hers and her pain Tristram's with long sighsL2
She mounts then halts againE2
Till she have drawn strength from his love dimmed eyesL2
But when that wasted face anew she seesG2
Despair anew subdues her kneesG2
She fails yet still she mounts by sad degreesG2
With all her soul into her gaze upcastU
Until at last at lastU
What tears are like the wondering tearsK
Of that entranced embraceM2
When out of desolate and divided yearsI
Face meets belov d faceM2
What cry most exquisite of grief or blissN2
The too full heart shall tellO2
When the new recovered kissN2
Is the kiss of last farewellO2
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IsoultU
O Tristram is this trueP2
Is it thou I seeM
With my own eyes clasp in my arms I knewP2
I knew that this must beM
Thou couldst not suffer soI2
And I not feel the smartU
Far far away But ohI2
How pale my love thou artU
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TristramQ2
'Tis I Isoult 'tis IA
That thee enfoldU
I have seen thee my own life and yet I dieA
O for my strength of oldU
O that thy love could healR2
This wound that conquers meM
But the night is come I feelR2
And the last sun set for meM
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IsoultU
Tristram 'twas I that healed thy hurtU
That old fierce wound of Morolt's poisoned swordU
Stricken to death pale pale as now thou wertU
Yet was thy strength restoredU
Have I forgot my skillS2
This wound shall yet be healedU
Love shall be master stillS2
And Death again shall yieldU
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TristramQ2
Isoult if Time could bring me backT2
That eve that first eve and that Irish shoreG
Then should I fear not no nor nothing lackT2
And life were mine once moreG
But now too late thou art comeQ2
Too long we have dwelt apartU
I have pined in an alien homeD2
This new joy bursts my heartU
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IsoultU
Hark Tristram to the breaking seaM
So sounded the dim waves at such an hourL
On such an eve when thy voice came to meM
First in my father's towerL
I heard thy sad harp from the shore beneathX
It stirred my soul from sleepU2
Then it was bliss to breatheV2
But now but now I weepU2
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TristramQ2
Shipwrecked without hope without friend aloneB2
On a strange shore stricken with pang on pangW2
I stood sad hearted by that tower unknownB2
Yet soon for joy I sangW2
For could I see thee and on death believeD
Ah glad would I die to attainW
The beat of my heart that eveD
And the song in my mouth againE2
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IsoultU
Young was I then and fairJ2
Thou too wast fair and youngX2
How comely the brown hairJ2
Down on thy shoulder hungX2
O Tristram all grows dark as then it grewP2
But still I see thee on that surge beat shoreG
Thou camest and all was newP2
And changed for evermoreG
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TristramQ2
Isoult dost thou regretU
Behold my wasted cheekY2
With salt tears it is wetU
My arms how faint how weakY2
And thou since that far day what hast thou seenZ2
Save strife and tears and failure and dismayA3
Had that hour never beenB3
Peace had been thine this dayA3
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IsoultA3
Look Tristram in my eyesL2
My own love I could feedA3
Life well with miseriesG2
So thou wert mine indeedA3
Proud were the tears I weptA3
That day that hour I blessC3
Nor would for peace acceptA3
One single pain the lessC3
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TristramQ2
Isoult my heart is rentA3
What pangs our bliss hath boughtA3
Only joy we meantA3
Yet woe and wrong we have wroughtA3
I vowed a vow in the darkD3
And thee who wert mine I gaveE3
For a word's sake to King MarkD3
Words words have digged our graveE3
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IsoultA3
Tristram despite thy loveH2
King Mark had yet thine oathF3
Ah surely thy heart stroveG3
How to be true to bothF3
Blame not thyself for woeI2
'Twixt us was doomed to beM
One only thing I knowI2
Thou hast been true to meM
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TristramQ2
Accurst be still that dayA3
When lightly I vowed the kingH3
Whatever he might prayA3
Home to his hands I'd bringH3
Thee thee he asked And IA
Who never feared man's swordA3
Yielded my life to a lieA
To save the truth of a wordA3
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IsoultA3
Think not of that day thinkI3
Of the day when our lips desiredA3
Unknowing that cup to drinkI3
The cup with a charm was firedA3
From thee to beguile my loveH2
But now in my soul it shall burnJ3
For ever nor turn nor removeK3
Till the sun in his course shall turnJ3
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TristramQ2
Or ever that draught we drankL3
Thy heart Isoult was mineM3
My heart was thine I thankL3
God's grace no wizard wineM3
No stealth of a drop distilledA3
By a spell in the night no artA3
No charm could have ever filledA3
With aught but thee my heartA3
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IsoultA3
When last we said farewellO2
Remember how we dreamedA3
Wild love to have learned to quellO2
Our hearts grown wise we deemedA3
Tender parted friendsN3
We vowed to be but the willS2
Of Love meant other endsN3
Words fool us Tristram stillS2
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TristramQ2
Not now Isoult not nowF2
I am thine while I have breathB
Words part us not nor vowF2
No nor King Mark but deathB
I hold thee to my breastA3
Our sins our woes are pastA3
Thy lips were the first I prestA3
Thou art mine thou art mine at the lastA3
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IsoultA3
O Tristram all grows oldA3
Enfold me closer yetA3
The night grows vast and coldA3
And the dew on thy hair falls wetA3
And never shall Time rebuildA3
The places of our delightA3
Those towers and gardens are filledA3
With emptiness now and nightA3
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TristramQ2
Isoult let it all be a dreamO3
The days and the deeds let them beM
As the bough that I cast on the streamO3
And that lived but to bring thee to meM
As the leaves that I broke from the boughF2
To float by thy window and sayA3
That I waited thy coming O nowF2
Thou art come let the world be as theyA3
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IsoultA3
How dark is the strong waves' soundA3
Tristram they fill me with fearP3
We two are but spent waves drownedA3
In the coming of year upon yearP3
Long dead are our friends and our foesQ3
Old Rual Brangian allR3
That helped us or wrought us woesQ3
And we the last we fallR3
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TristramQ2
God and his great saints guardA3
True friends that loved us wellO2
And all false foes be barredA3
In the fiery gates of hellO2
But broken be all those towersN
And sunken be all those shipsS3
Shut out those old dead hoursN
Life life is on thy lipsS3
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IsoultA3
Tristram my soul is afraidA3
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TristramQ2
Isoult Isoult thy kissN2
To sorrow though I was madeA3
I die in bliss in blissN2
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IsoultA3
Tristram my heart must breakE
O leave me not in the graveE3
Of the dark world Me too takeE
Save me O Tristram saveE3
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Calm calm the moving waters all the nightA3
On to that shore roll slowI2
Fade into foam against the cliff's dim heightA3
And fall in a soft thunder and upsurgeT3
For ever out of unexhausted mightA3
Lifting their voice belowI2
Tuned to no human dirgeT3
Nor from their majesty of music bendA3
To wail for beauty's endA3
Or towering spirit's most fiery overthrowI2
Nor tarrieth the dawn though she unveilT
To weeping eyes their woeI2
The dawn that doth not knowI2
What the dark night hath wroughtA3
And over the far wave comes pacing paleT
Of all that she reveals regarding noughtA3
But ere the dawn there comes a faltering treadA3
Isoult the young wife stealing from her bedA3
Sleepless with dreadA3
Creeps by still wall and blinded corridorL
Till from afar the salt scent of the airJ2
Blows on her brow and nowF2
In that pale space beyond the open doorG
What mute clasped shadow dulls her to despairJ2
By keen degrees awareJ2
That with the dawn her widowhood is thereJ2
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Is it wild envy or remorseful fearP3
Transfixes her young heart unused to woeI2
Crying to meet wrath hatred any foeI2
Not silence drearP3
Not to be vanquished soI2
By silence on the lips that were so dearP3
Ah sharpest stab it is another faceM2
That leans to Tristram's piteous embraceM2
Another face she knows not yet knows wellO2
Whose hands are clasped about his helpless headA3
Propping it where it fellO2
In a vain tendernessU3
But dead her great dream hated rival deadA3
Invulnerably deadA3
Dead as her love and coldA3
And on her heart a grief heavy as stone is rolledA3
She bows down stricken in accusing painW
And love long baffled surges back againE2
Over her heart she wails a shuddering cryP3
While the tears blindly rainW
I I have killed him I that loved him IP3
That for his dear sake had been glad to dieP3
I loved him not enough I could not keepU2
His heart and yet I loved him O how deepU2
I cannot touch him Will none set him freeP3
From those those other arms and give him meP3
Alas I may not vex him from that sleepU2
He is thine in the end thou proud one he is thineM3
Not mine not mineM3
I loved him not enough I could not holdA3
My tongue from stabbing and forsook him thereP3
I had not any careP3
To keep him from the darkness and the coldA3
O all my wretched servants where were yeP3
Hath none in my house tended him but sheP3
Where are ye now Can ye not hear my callR3
Come hither laggards allR3
Nay hush not so affrighted nor so stareP3
Upon your lord 'tis heP3
Put out your torches for the dawn grows clearP3
And set me out within the hall a bierP3
And wedding robes the costliest that areP3
In all my house prepareP3
And lay upon the silks these princely deadA3
And bid the sailors take that funeral bedA3
And set it in the ship and put to seaP3
And north to Cornwall steerP3
Farewell my lord thy home is far from hereP3
Farewell my great love dead and doubly dearP3
Carry him hence proud queen for he is thineM3
Not mine not mine not mine ''-
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Within Tintagel walls King Mark awaits his queenZ2
The south wind blows surely she comes to dayA3
No light hath his eye seenZ2
Since she is gone no pleasure he grows grayA3
His knights apart make merry and wassailR3
With dice and chessboard hound at knee they playR3
But he sits solitary all the dayR3
Thinking of what hath beenB3
And now through all the castle rings a wailR3
The king arises all his knights are dumbQ2
The queen the queen is comeQ2
Not as she came of oldA3
Sweeping with gesture proudA3
To meet her wronged lord royally arrayedA3
And music ushered her and tongues were stayedA3
And all hearts beat her beauty to beholdA3
But mute she comes and coldA3
Borne on a bier apparelled in a shroudA3
Daisies about her sprinkled and now bowedA3
Is her lord's head and hushing upon allR3
Thoughts of sorrow fallR3
As the snow softly without any wordA3
And every breast is stirredA3
With wonder in its weepingH3
For by her sleeping sideA3
In that long sleep no morning shall divideA3
Is Tristram sleepingH3
Tristram who wept farewell and fled and sworeP3
That he would clasp his dear love never moreP3
And sailed far over seaP3
Far from his bliss and shameC
And dreamed to die at peace in BrittanyP3
And to uncloud at last the glory of his nameC
Yet lo with fingers clasping both are comeQ2
Come again homeD2
In all men's sight as when of old they cameC
And Tristram led Isoult another's brideA3
True to his vow but to his heart untrueP3
And silver trumpets blewP3
To greet them stepping o'er the flower strewn floorP3
And King Mark smiled upon them and men criedA3
On Tristram's name anewP3
Tristram the king's strong champion and great prideA3
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Silently gazing longV3
On them that wrought him wrongV3
Still stands the stricken king and to his eyesL2
Such tears as old men weep yet shed not riseL2
Lifting his head at last as from a trance he sighsL2
Beautiful ever O Isoult wast thouF2
And beautiful art thou nowF2
Though never again shall I reproaching theeP3
Make thy proud head more beautiful to meP3
But this is the last reproach and this the lastA3
Forgiveness that thou hastA3
Lost is the lost Isoult and past the pastA3
O Tristram no more shalt thou need to hideA3
Thy thought from my thought sitting at my sideA3
Nor need to wrestle soreP3
With thy great love and with thy fix d oathF3
For now Death leaves thee loyal unto bothF3
Even as thou wouldst have been for evermoreP3
Now after all thy pain thy brow looks gladA3
But I lack all things that I ever hadA3
My wife my friend yea even my jealous rageW3
And empty is the house of my old ageW3
Behold I have laboured all my days to partA3
These two that were the dearest to my heartA3
Isoult I would have fenced thee from men's sightA3
My treasure that I found so very fairP3
The treasure I had taken with a snareP3
To keep thee mine this was my life's delightA3
And now the end is come alone I standA3
And the hand that lies in thine is not my hand ''-

Robert Laurence Binyon



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