William And Helen Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABCDE AFGHC AIGAC JKLMN NIONO JPQRQ JSITI JIUVU QCIW QIINI NQUN Q QXQ QXQY JQYZA2 JIIB2 JXC2U JFICI JQUN QD2OE2O QC2QC2 QQYI QMFMF QQFIF2 JA2G2QG2 JH2I2UI2 JJ2QK2Q JJUL2 JM2NI QNA2I QQN2O2 QP2OM2O QO2Q2Q QQOF JR2S2OC JQNC JQO2T2O2 JU2NQN JV2JIJ QR2N2CN2 JQ DJ JICS2C JW2DX2 JY2QIQ JC2Q2Z2Q2 JT2 J JA3 B3Q JU2QM2Q JC3FC3F QR2Q Q JQ JI QY2S2Q QD3QP2Q QU2QI2Q JU2E3L2C JR2S2 JF3IU JU2QI2Q JCG3CI | A |
From heavy dreams fair Helen rose | B |
And eyed the dawning red | C |
'Alas my love thou tarriest long | D |
O art thou false or dead ' | E |
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II | A |
With gallant Fred'rick's princely power | F |
He sought the bold Crusade | G |
But not a word from Judah's wars | H |
Told Helen how he sped | C |
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III | A |
With Paynim and with Saracen | I |
At length a truce was made | G |
And every knight return'd to dry | A |
The tears his love had shed | C |
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IV | J |
Our gallant host was homeward bound | K |
With many a song of joy | L |
Green waved the laurel in each plume | M |
The badge of victory | N |
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V | N |
And old and young and sire and son | I |
To meet them crowd the way | O |
With shouts and mirth and melody | N |
The debt of love to pay | O |
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VI | J |
Full many a maid her true love met | P |
And sobb'd in his embrace | Q |
And flutt'ring joy in tears and smiles | R |
Array'd full many a face | Q |
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VII | J |
Nor joy nor smile for Helen sad | S |
She sought the host in vain | I |
For none could tell her William's fate | T |
In faithless or if slain | I |
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VIII | J |
The martial band is past and gone | I |
She rends her raven hair | U |
And in distraction's bitter mood | V |
She weeps with wild despair | U |
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IX | Q |
'O rise my child ' her mother said | C |
'Nor sorrow thus in vain | I |
A perjured lover's fleeting heart | W |
No tears recall again ' | - |
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X | Q |
'O mother what is gone is gone | I |
What's lost for ever lorn | I |
Death death alone can comfort me | N |
O had I ne'er been born | I |
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XI | N |
'O break my heart O break at once | Q |
Drink my life blood Despair | U |
No joy remains on earth for me | N |
For me in Heaven no share ' | - |
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XII | Q |
'O enter not in judgement Lord ' | - |
The pious mother prays | Q |
'Impute not guilt to thy frail child | X |
She knows not what she says | Q |
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XIII | Q |
'O say thy pater noster child | X |
O turn to God and grace | Q |
His will that turn'd thy bliss to bale | Y |
Can change thy bale to bliss ' | - |
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XIV | J |
'O mother mother what is bliss | Q |
O mother what is bale | Y |
My William's love was heaven on earth | Z |
Without it earth is hell | A2 |
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XV | J |
'Why should I pray to ruthless Heaven | I |
Since my loved William's slain | I |
I only pray'd for William's sake | B2 |
And all my prayers were vain ' | - |
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XVI | J |
'O take the sacrament my child | X |
And check these tears that flow | C2 |
By resignation's humble prayer | U |
O hallow'd be thy woe ' | - |
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XVII | J |
'No sacrament can quench this fire | F |
Or slake this scorching pain | I |
No sacrament can bid the dead | C |
Arise and live again | I |
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XVIII | J |
'O break my heart O break at once | Q |
Be thou my God Despair | U |
Heaven's heaviest blow has fallen on me | N |
And vain each fruitless prayer ' | - |
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XIX | Q |
'O enter not in judgement Lord | D2 |
With thy frail child of clay | O |
She knows not what her tongue has spoke | E2 |
Impute it not I pray | O |
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XX | Q |
'Forbear my child this desperate woe | C2 |
And turn to God and grace | Q |
Well can devotion's heavenly glow | C2 |
Convert thy bale to bliss ' | - |
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XXI | Q |
'O mother mother what is bliss | Q |
O mother what is bale | Y |
Without my William what were heaven | I |
Or with him what were hell ' | - |
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XXII | Q |
Wild she arraigns the eternal doom | M |
Upbraids each sacred power | F |
Till spent she sought her silent room | M |
All in the lonely tower | F |
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XXIII | Q |
She beat her breast she wrung her hands | Q |
Till sun and day were o'er | F |
And through the glimmering lattice shone | I |
The twinkling of the star | F2 |
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XXIV | J |
Then crash the heavy drawbridge fell | A2 |
That o'er the moat was hung | G2 |
And clatter clatter on its boards | Q |
The hoof of courser rung | G2 |
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XXV | J |
The clank of echoing steel was heard | H2 |
As off the rider bounded | I2 |
And slowly on the winding stair | U |
A heavy footstep sounded | I2 |
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XXVI | J |
And hark and hark a knock Tap tap | J2 |
A rustling stifled noise | Q |
Door latch and tinkling staples ring | K2 |
At length a whispering voice | Q |
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XXVII | J |
'Awake awake arise my love | J |
How Helen dost thou fare | U |
Wak'st thou or sleep'st laugh'st thou or weep'st | L2 |
Hast thought on me my fair ' | - |
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XXVIII | J |
'My love my love so late by night | M2 |
I waked I wept for thee | N |
Much have I borne since dawn of morn | I |
Where William couldst thou be ' | - |
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XXIX | Q |
'We saddle late from Hungary | N |
I rode since darkness fell | A2 |
And to its bourne we both return | I |
Before the matin bell ' | - |
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XXX | Q |
'O rest this night within my arms | Q |
And warm thee in their fold | N2 |
Chill howls through hawthorn bush the wind | O2 |
My love is deadly cold ' | - |
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XXXI | Q |
'Let the wind howl through hawthorn bush | P2 |
This night we must away | O |
The steed is wight the spur is bright | M2 |
I cannot stay till day | O |
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XXXII | Q |
'Busk busk and boune Thou mount'st behind | O2 |
Upon my black barb steed | Q2 |
O'er stock and stile a hundred miles | Q |
We haste to bridal bed ' | - |
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XXXIII | Q |
'To night to night a hundred miles | Q |
O dearest William stay | O |
The bell strikes twelve dark dismal hour | F |
O wait my love till day ' | - |
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XXXIV | J |
'Look here look here the moon shines clear | R2 |
Full fast I ween we ride | S2 |
Mount and away for ere the day | O |
We reach our bridal bed | C |
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XXXV | J |
'The black barb snorts the bridle rings | Q |
Haste busk and boune and seat thee | N |
The feast is made the chamber spread | C |
The bridal guests await thee ' | - |
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XXXVI | J |
Strong love prevail'd She busks she bounes | Q |
She mounts barb behind | O2 |
And round her darling William's waist | T2 |
Her lily arms she twined | O2 |
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XXXVII | J |
And hurry hurry off they rode | U2 |
As fast as fast might be | N |
Spurn'd from the courser's thundering heels | Q |
The flashing pebbles flee | N |
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XXXVIII | J |
And on the right and on the left | V2 |
Ere they could snatch a view | J |
Fast fast each mountain mead and plain | I |
And cot and castle flew | J |
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XXXIX | Q |
'Sit fast dost fear The moon shines clear | R2 |
Fleet goes my barb keep hold | N2 |
Fear'st thou ' 'O no ' she faintly said | C |
'But why so stern and cold | N2 |
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XL | J |
'What yonder rings what yonder sings | Q |
Why shrieks the owlet grey ' | - |
''Tis death bells' clang 'tis funeral song | D |
The body to the clay | J |
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XLI | J |
'With song and clang at morrow's dawn | I |
Ye may inter the dead | C |
To night I ride with my young bride | S2 |
To deck our bridal bed | C |
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XLII | J |
'Come with thy choir thou coffin'd guest | W2 |
To swell our nuptial song | D |
Come priest to bless our marriage feast | X2 |
Come all come all along ' | - |
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XLIII | J |
Ceased clang and song down sunk the bier | Y2 |
The shrouded corpse arose | Q |
And hurry hurry all the train | I |
The thundering steed pursues | Q |
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XLIV | J |
And forward forward on they go | C2 |
High snorts the straining steed | Q2 |
Thick pants the rider's labouring breath | Z2 |
As headlong on they speed | Q2 |
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XLV | J |
'O William why this savage haste | T2 |
And where thy bridal bed ' | - |
''Tis distant far low damp and chill | J |
And narrow trustless maid ' | - |
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XLVI | J |
'No room for me ' 'Enough for both | A3 |
Speed speed my barb thy course ' | - |
O'er thundering bridge through boiling surge | B3 |
He drove the furious horse | Q |
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XLVII | J |
Tramp tramp along the land they rode | U2 |
Splash splash along the sea | Q |
The scourge is wight the spur is bright | M2 |
The flashing pebbles flee | Q |
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XLVIII | J |
Fled past on right and left how fast | C3 |
Each forest grove and bower | F |
On right and left fled past how fast | C3 |
Each city town and tower | F |
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XLIX | Q |
'Dost fear dost fear The moon shines clear | R2 |
Dost fear to ride with me | Q |
Hurrah hurrah the dead can ride ' | - |
'O William let them be | Q |
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L | J |
'See there see there What yonder swings | Q |
And creaks 'mid whistling rain ' | - |
'Gibbet and steel th' accursed wheel | J |
A murderer in his chain | I |
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LI | Q |
'Hollo thou felon follow here | Y2 |
To bridal bed we ride | S2 |
And thou shalt prance a fetter dance | Q |
Before me and my bride ' | - |
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LII | Q |
And hurry hurry clash clash clash | D3 |
The wasted form descends | Q |
And fleet as wind through hazel bush | P2 |
The wild career attends | Q |
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LIII | Q |
Tramp tramp along the land they rode | U2 |
Splash splash along the sea | Q |
The scourge is red the spur drops blood | I2 |
The flashing pebbles flee | Q |
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LIV | J |
How fled what moonshine faintly show'd | U2 |
How fled what darkness hid | E3 |
How fled the earth beneath their feet | L2 |
The heaven above their head | C |
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LV | J |
'Dost fear dost fear The moon shines clear | R2 |
And well the dead can ride | S2 |
Does faithful Helen fear for them ' | - |
'O leave in peace the dead ' | - |
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LVI | J |
'Barb Barb methinks I hear the cock | F3 |
The sand will soon be run | I |
Barb Barb I smell the morning air | U |
The race is wellnigh done ' | - |
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LVII | J |
Tramp tramp along the land they rode | U2 |
Splash splash along the sea | Q |
The scourge is red the spur drops blood | I2 |
The flashing pebbles flee | Q |
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LVIII | J |
'Hurrah hurrah well ride the dead | C |
The bride the bridge is come | G3 |
And soon we reach the bridal bed | C |
Sir Walter Scott
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