Hymn To Woden Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: AABBCCDDEEFFAAGGHHII JJDDAAKKAALLFFAACCMM NNAAFFCCKKOODDKA| God of the battle hear our prayer | A |
| By the lifted falchion's glare | A |
| By the uncouth fane sublime | B |
| Marked with many a Runic rhyme | B |
| By the 'weird sisters' dread | C |
| That posting through the battle red | C |
| Choose the slain and with them go | D |
| To Valhalla's halls below | D |
| Where the phantom chiefs prolong | E |
| Their echoing feast a giant throng | E |
| And their dreadful beverage drain | F |
| From the skulls of warriors slain | F |
| God of the battle hear our prayer | A |
| And may we thy banquet share | A |
| Save us god from slow disease | G |
| From pains that the brave spirit freeze | G |
| From the burning fever's rage | H |
| From wailings of unhonoured age | H |
| Drawing painful his last breath | I |
| Give us in the battle death | I |
| Let us lift our glittering shield | J |
| And perish perish in the field | J |
| Now o'er Cumri's hills of snow | D |
| To death or victory we go | D |
| Hark the chiefs their cars prepare | A |
| See they bind their yellow hair | A |
| Frenzy flashes from their eye | K |
| They fly our foes before them fly | K |
| Woden in thy empire drear | A |
| Thou the groans of death dost hear | A |
| And welcome to thy dusky hall | L |
| Those that for their country fall | L |
| Hail all hail the godlike train | F |
| That with thee the goblet drain | F |
| Or with many a huge compeer | A |
| Lift as erst the shadowy spear | A |
| Whilst Hela's inmost caverns dread | C |
| Echo to their giant tread | C |
| And ten thousand thousand shields | M |
| Flash lightning o'er the glimmering fields | M |
| Hark the battle shouts begin | N |
| Louder sounds the glorious din | N |
| Louder than the ice's roar | A |
| Bursting on the thawing shore | A |
| Or crashing pines that strew the plain | F |
| When the whirlwinds hurl the main | F |
| Riding through the death field red | C |
| And singling fast the destined dead | C |
| See the fatal sisters fly | K |
| Now my throbbing breast beats high | K |
| Now I urge my panting steed | O |
| Where the foemen thickest bleed | O |
| Soon exulting I shall go | D |
| Woden to thy halls below | D |
| Or o'er the victims as they die | K |
| Chaunt the song of Victory | A |
William Lisle Bowles
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