The Old And The Young Bridegroom Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: A BCDEFGHIJKILIMINOPQI G R ISITUVGIRWXYIGZA2IB2 C2D2KGM R IE2RU E2I

HERNANI Act IA
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Listen The man for whom your youth is destinedB
Your uncle Ruy de Silva is the DukeC
Of Pastrana Count of Castile and AragonD
For lack of youth he brings you dearest girlE
Treasures of gold jewels and precious gemsF
With which your brow might outshine royaltyG
And for rank pride splendor and opulenceH
Might many a queen be envious of his duchessI
Here is one picture I am poor my youthJ
I passed i' the woods a barefoot fugitiveK
My shield perchance may bear some noble blazonsI
Spotted with blood defaced though not dishonoredL
Perchance I too have rights now veiled in darknessI
Rights which the heavy drapery of the scaffoldM
Now hides beneath its black and ample foldsI
Rights which if my intent deceive me notN
My sword shall one day rescue To be briefO
I have received from churlish Fortune nothingP
But air light water Nature's general boonQ
Choose then between us two for you must chooseI
Say will you wed the duke or follow meG
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DONNA SOL I'll follow youR
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HERN What 'mongst my rude companionsI
Whose names are registered in the hangman's bookS
Whose hearts are ever eager as their swordsI
Edged by a personal impulse of revengeT
Will you become the queen dear of my bandU
Will you become a hunted outlaw's brideV
When all Spain else pursued and banished meG
In her proud forests and air piercing mountainsI
And rocks the lordly eagle only knewR
Old Catalonia took me to her bosomW
Among her mountaineers free poor and braveX
I ripened into manhood and to morrowY
One blast upon my horn among her hillsI
Would draw three thousand of her sons around meG
You shudder think upon it Will you treadZ
The shores woods mountains with me among menA2
Like the dark spirits of your haunted dreamsI
Suspect all eyes all voices every footstepB2
Sleep on the grass drink of the torrent hearC2
By night the sharp hiss of the musket ballD2
Whistling too near your ear a fugitiveK
Proscribed and doomed mayhap to follow meG
In the path leading to my father's scaffoldM
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DONNA SOL I'll follow youR
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HERN This duke is rich great prosperousI
No blot attaches to his ancient nameE2
He is all powerful He offers youR
His treasures titles honors with his handU
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DONNA SOL We will depart to morrow Do not blameE2
What may appear a most unwomanly boldnessI

Victor Marie Hugo



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