Marmion: A Christmas Poem Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: AAABBCCDDEEBBFFGGHIJ JEE KKLCGGMMBBNNOOEEPPQQ RRGGSS PPTTUUVWIXYYZZA2A2II A2A2B2B2C2C2A2A2D2D2 D2D2LLE2E2BB| Heap on more wood the wind is chill | A |
| But let it whistle as it will | A |
| We'll keep our Christmas merry still | A |
| Each age has deem'd the new born year | B |
| The fittest time for festal cheer | B |
| Even heathen yet the savage Dane | C |
| At Iol more deep the mead did drain | C |
| High on the beach his galleys drew | D |
| And feasted all his pirate crew | D |
| Then in his low and pine built hall | E |
| Where shields and axes deck'd the wall | E |
| They gorged upon the half dress'd steer | B |
| Caroused in seas of sable beer | B |
| While round in brutal jest were thrown | F |
| The half gnaw'd rib and marrow bone | F |
| Or listen d all in grim delight | G |
| While Scalds yell'd out the joys of fight | G |
| Then forth in frenzy would they hie | H |
| While wildly loose their red locks fly | I |
| And dancing round the blazing pile | J |
| They make such barbarous mirth the while | J |
| As best might to the mind recall | E |
| The boisterous joys of Odin's hall | E |
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| And well our Christian sires of old | K |
| Loved when the year its course had roll'd | K |
| And brought blithe Christmas back again | L |
| With all his hospitable train | C |
| Domestic and religious rite | G |
| Gave honour to the holy night | G |
| On Christmas Eve the bells were rung | M |
| On Christmas Eve the mass was sung | M |
| That only night in all the year | B |
| Saw the stoled priest the chalice rear | B |
| The damsel donn'd her kirtle sheen | N |
| The hall was dress'd with holly green | N |
| Forth to the wood did merry men go | O |
| To gather in the mistletoe | O |
| Then open'd wide the Baron's hall | E |
| To vassal tenant serf and all | E |
| Power laid his rod of rule aside | P |
| And Ceremony doff'd his pride | P |
| The heir with roses in his shoes | Q |
| That night might village partner choose | Q |
| The Lord underogating share | R |
| The vulgar game of post and pair | R |
| All hail'd with uncontroll'd delight | G |
| And general voice the happy night | G |
| That to the cottage as the crown | S |
| Brought tidings of salvation down | S |
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| The fire with well dried logs supplied | P |
| Went roaring up the chimney wide | P |
| The huge hall table's oaken face | T |
| Scrubb'd till it shone the day to grace | T |
| Bore then upon its massive board | U |
| No mark to part the squire and lord | U |
| Then was brought in the lusty brawn | V |
| By old blue coated serving man | W |
| Then the grim boar's head frown'd on high | I |
| Crested with bays and rosemary | X |
| Well can the green garb'd ranger tell | Y |
| How when and where the monster fell | Y |
| What dogs before his death to tore | Z |
| And all the baiting of the boar | Z |
| The wassel round in good brown bowls | A2 |
| Garnish'd with ribbons blithely trowls | A2 |
| There the huge sirloin reek'd hard by | I |
| Plum porridge stood and Christmas pie | I |
| Nor fail'd old Scotland to produce | A2 |
| At such high tide her savoury goose | A2 |
| Then came the merry makers in | B2 |
| And carols roar'd with blithesome din | B2 |
| If unmelodious was the song | C2 |
| It was a hearty note and strong | C2 |
| Who lists may in their mumming see | A2 |
| Traces of ancient mystery | A2 |
| White shirts supplied the masquerade | D2 |
| And smutted cheeks the visors made | D2 |
| But O what maskers richly dight | D2 |
| Can boast of bosoms half so light | D2 |
| England was merry England when | L |
| Old Christmas brought his sports again | L |
| 'Twas Christmas broach'd the mightiest ale | E2 |
| 'Twas Christmas told the merriest tale | E2 |
| A Christmas gambol oft could cheer | B |
| The poor man's heart through half the year | B |
Walter Scott (sir)
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