The Troubadour Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: ABABCDCE FGHGCDC IJIJCDC KLKLCDC

Glowing with love on fire for fameA
A Troubadour that hated sorrowB
Beneath his lady's window cameA
And thus he sung his last good morrowB
'My arm it is my country's rightC
My heart is in my true love's bowerD
Gaily for love and fame to fightC
Befits the gallant Troubadour 'E
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And while he marched with helm on headF
And harp in hand the descant rungG
As faithful to his favourite maidH
The minstrel burden still he sungG
'My arm it is my country's rightC
My heart is in my lady's bowerD
Resolved for love and fame to fightC
I come a gallant Troubadour '-
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Even when the battle roar was deepI
With dauntless heart he hewed his wayJ
'Mid splintering lance and falchion sweepI
And still was heard his warrior layJ
'My life it is my country's rightC
My heart is in my lady's bowerD
For love to die for fame to fightC
Becomes the valiant Troubadour '-
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Alas upon the bloody fieldK
He fell beneath the foeman's glaiveL
But still reclining on his shieldK
Expiring sung the exulting staveL
'My life it is my country's rightC
My heart is in my lady's bowerD
For love and fame to fall in fightC
Becomes the valiant Troubadour '-

Sir Walter Scott



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