Saxon War-song Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABCDDDEEFGBD HIDDJFKLFD HDDMFEGDFD NDFFHNOPDQEFRSETN| Whet the bright steel | A |
| Sons of the White Dragon | B |
| Kindle the torch | C |
| Daughter of Hengist | D |
| The steel glimmers not for the carving of the banquet | D |
| It is hard broad and sharply pointed | D |
| The torch goeth not to the bridal chamber | E |
| It steams and glitters blue with sulphur | E |
| Whet the steel the raven croaks | F |
| Light the torch Zernebock is yelling | G |
| Whet the steel sons of the Dragon | B |
| Kindle the torch daughter of Hengist | D |
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| The black cloud is low over the thane's castle | H |
| The eagle screams he rides on its bosom | I |
| Scream not grey rider of the sable cloud | D |
| Thy banquet is prepared | D |
| The maidens of Valhalla look forth | J |
| The race of Hengist will send them guests | F |
| Shake your black tresses maidens of Valhalla | K |
| And strike your loud timbrels for joy | L |
| Many a haughty step bends to your halls | F |
| Many a helmed head | D |
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| Dark sits the evening upon the thanes castle | H |
| The black clouds gather round | D |
| Soon shall they be red as the blood of the valiant | D |
| The destroyer of forests shall shake his red crest against them | M |
| He the bright consumer of palaces | F |
| Broad waves he his blazing banner | E |
| Red wide and dusky | G |
| Over the strife of the valiant | D |
| His joy is in the clashing swords and broken bucklers | F |
| He loves to lick the hissing blood as it bursts warm from the wound | D |
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| All must perish | N |
| The sword cleaveth the helmet | D |
| The strong armour is pierced by the lance | F |
| Fire devoureth the dwelling of princes | F |
| Engines break down the fences of the battle | H |
| All must perish | N |
| The race of Hengist is gone | O |
| The name of Horsa is no more | P |
| Shrink not then from your doom sons of the sword | D |
| Let your blades drink blood like wine | Q |
| Feast ye in the banquet of slaughter | E |
| By the light of the blazing halls | F |
| Strong be your swords while your blood is warm | R |
| And spare neither for pity nor fear | S |
| For vengeance hath but an hour | E |
| Strong hate itself shall expire | T |
| I also must perish | N |
Walter Scott (sir)
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