Hafbur And Signy Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: A BCDCDE FBGB DBHB IJBJ DKFK KBDB KDKD KKDK DBHB DKLK MKEK NOPO QBBB RBKB OKKK KDKD EBDB DEES TBOB DHEH OSKE BDSD OEDS DDDD OBDB OUOU BBSB BSUS SUDU DBBB OKNK NJOJ BDND KUBU DBKB OBBB UDBD KBOB DBBB BOOO BNUN NKJK DSBS BBKB KDDD DKBK KVUV USDS KKBK OKBK BDKD BKKK DBOB OSWS NKBK BSDV BKOK KVKV DKKUTRANSLATED FROM THE DANISH | A |
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King Hafbur King Siward | B |
They needs must stir up strife | C |
All about the sweetling Signy | D |
Who was so fair a wife | C |
O wilt thou win me then | D |
or as fair a maid as I be | E |
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It was the King s son Hafbur | F |
Woke up amid the night | B |
And gan to tell of a wondrous dream | G |
In swift words nowise light | B |
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Me dreamed I was in Heaven | D |
Amid that fair abode | B |
And my true love lay upon mine arm | H |
And we fell from cloud to cloud | B |
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As there they sat the dames and maids | I |
Of his words they took no keep | J |
Only his mother well beloved | B |
Heeded his dreamful sleep | J |
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Go get thee gone to the mountain | D |
And make no long delay | K |
To the elve s eldest daughter | F |
For thy dream s areding pray | K |
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So the King s son even Hafbur | K |
Took his sword in his left hand | B |
And he s away to the mountain | D |
To get speech of that Lily wand | B |
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He beat thereon with hand all bare | K |
With fingers small and fine | D |
And there she lay the elve s daughter | K |
And well wotted of that sign | D |
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Bide hail Elve s sweetest daughter | K |
As on skins thou liest fair | K |
I pray thee by the God of Heaven | D |
My dream arede thou clear | K |
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Me dreamed I was in heaven | D |
Yea amid that fair abode | B |
And my true love lay upon mine arm | H |
And we fell from cloud to cloud | B |
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Whereas thou dreamed st thou wert in heaven | D |
So shalt thou win that may | K |
Dreamed st thou of falling through the clouds | L |
So falls for her thy life away | K |
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And if it lieth in my luck | M |
To win to me that may | K |
In no sorrow s stead it standeth me | E |
For her to cast my life away | K |
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Lord Hafbur lets his hair wax long | N |
And will have the gear of mays | O |
And he rideth to King Siward s house | P |
And will well learn weaving ways | O |
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Lord Hafbur all his clothes let shape | Q |
In such wise as maidens do | B |
And thus he rideth over the land | B |
King Siward s daughter to woo | B |
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Now out amid the castle garth | R |
He cast his cloak aside | B |
And goeth forth to the high bower | K |
Where the dames and damsels abide | B |
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Hail sit ye there dames and damsels | O |
Maids and queens kind and fair | K |
And chiefest of all to the Dane King s daughter | K |
If she abideth here | K |
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Hail sittest thou sweet King s daughter | K |
A spinning the silken twine | D |
It is King Hafbur sends me hither | K |
To learn the sewing fine | D |
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Hath Hafbur sent thee here to me | E |
Then art thou a welcome guest | B |
And all the sewing that I can | D |
Shall I learn thee at my best | B |
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And all the sewing that I can | D |
I shall learn thee lovingly | E |
Out of one bowl shalt thou eat with me | E |
And by my nurse shalt thou lie | S |
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King s children have I eaten with | T |
And lain down by their side | B |
Must I lie abed now with a very nurse | O |
Then woe is me this tide | B |
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Nay let it pass fair maiden | D |
Of me gettest thou no harm | H |
Out of one bowl shalt thou eat with me | E |
And sleep soft upon mine arm | H |
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There sat they all the damsels | O |
And sewed full craftily | S |
But ever the King s son Hafbur | K |
With nail in mouth sat he | E |
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They sewed the hart they sewed the hind | B |
As they run through the wild wood green | D |
Never gat Hafbur so big a bowl | S |
But the bottom soon was seen | D |
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In there came the evil nurse | O |
In the worst tide that might be | E |
Never saw I fair maiden | D |
Who could sew less craftily | S |
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Never saw I fair maiden | D |
Seam worse the linen fine | D |
Never saw I noble maiden | D |
Who better drank the wine | D |
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This withal spake the evil nurse | O |
The nighest that she durst | B |
Never saw I yet fair maiden | D |
Of drink so sore athirst | B |
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So little a seam as ever she sews | O |
Goes the needle into her mouth | U |
As big a bowl as ever she gets | O |
Out is it drunk forsooth | U |
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Ne er saw I yet in maiden s head | B |
Two eyes so bright and bold | B |
And those two hands of her withal | S |
Are hard as the iron cold | B |
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Hearken sweet nurse whereso thou art | B |
Why wilt thou mock me still | S |
Never cast I one word at thee | U |
Went thy sewing well or ill | S |
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Still wilt thou mock still wilt thou spy | S |
Nought such thou hast of me | U |
Whether mine eyes look out or look in | D |
Nought do they deal with thee | U |
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O it was Hafbur the King s son | D |
Began to sew at last | B |
He sewed the hart and he sewed the hind | B |
As they flee from the hound so fast | B |
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He sewed the lily and he sewed the rose | O |
And the little fowls of the air | K |
Then fell the damsels a marvelling | N |
For nought had they missed him there | K |
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Day long they sewed till the evening | N |
And till the long night was deep | J |
Then up stood dames and maidens | O |
And were fain in their beds to sleep | J |
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So fell on them the evening tide | B |
O er the meads the dew drave down | D |
And fain was Signy that sweet thing | N |
With her folk to bed to be gone | D |
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Therewith asked the King s son Hafbur | K |
And whatten a bed for me | U |
O thou shalt sleep in the bower aloft | B |
And blue shall thy bolster be | U |
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She went before sweet Signy | D |
O er the high bower s bridge aright | B |
And after her went Hafbur | K |
Laughing from heart grown light | B |
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Then kindled folk the waxlights | O |
That were so closely twined | B |
And after them the ill nurse went | B |
With an ill thought in her mind | B |
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The lights were quenched the nurse went forth | U |
They deemed they were alone | D |
Lord Hafbur drew off his kirtle red | B |
Then first his sword outshone | D |
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Lord Hafbur mid his longing sore | K |
Down on the bed he sat | B |
I tell you of my soothfastness | O |
His byrny clashed thereat | B |
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Then spake the darling Signy | D |
Out of her heart she said | B |
Never saw I so rough a shirt | B |
Upon so fair a maid | B |
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She laid her hand on Hafbur s breast | B |
With the red gold all a blaze | O |
Why wax thy breasts in no such wise | O |
As they wax in other mays | O |
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The wont it is in my father s land | B |
For maids to ride to the Thing | N |
Therefore my breasts are little of growth | U |
Beneath the byrny ring | N |
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And there they lay through the night so long | N |
The King s son and the may | K |
In talk full sweet but little of sleep | J |
So much on their minds there lay | K |
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Hearken sweet maiden Signy | D |
As here alone we lie | S |
Who is thy dearest in the world | B |
And lieth thine heart most nigh | S |
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O there is none in all the world | B |
Who lieth so near to my heart | B |
As doth the bold King Hafbur | K |
Ne er in him shall I have a part | B |
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As doth the bold King Hafbur | K |
That mine eyes shall never know | D |
Nought but the sound of his gold wrought horn | D |
As he rides to the Thing and fro | D |
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O is it Hafbur the King s son | D |
That thy loved heart holdeth dear | K |
Turn hither O my well beloved | B |
To thy side I lie so near | K |
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If thou art the King s son Hafbur | K |
Why wilt thou shame me love | V |
Why ridest thou not to my father s garth | U |
With hound and with hawk upon glove | V |
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Once was I in thy father s garth | U |
With hound and hawk and all | S |
And with many mocks he said me nay | D |
In such wise did our meeting fall | S |
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All the while they talked together | K |
They deemed alone they were | K |
But the false nurse ever stood close without | B |
And nought thereof she failed to hear | K |
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O shame befall that evil nurse | O |
Ill tidings down she drew | K |
She stole away his goodly sword | B |
But and his byrny new | K |
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She took to her his goodly sword | B |
His byrny blue she had away | D |
And she went her ways to the high bower | K |
Whereas King Siward lay | D |
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Wake up wake up King Siward | B |
Over long thou sleepest there | K |
The while the King s son Hafbur | K |
Lies abed by Signy the fair | K |
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No Hafbur is here and no King s son | D |
That thou shouldst speak this word | B |
He is far away in the east countries | O |
Warring with knight and lord | B |
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Hold thou thy peace thou evil nurse | O |
And lay on her no lie | S |
Or else tomorn ere the sun is up | W |
In the bale fire shall ye die | S |
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O hearken to this my lord and king | N |
And trow me nought but true | K |
Look here upon his bright white sword | B |
But and his byrny blue | K |
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Then mad of mind waxed Siward | B |
Over all the house gan he cry | S |
Rise up O mighty men of mine | D |
For a hardy knight is anigh | V |
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Take ye sword and shield in hand | B |
And look that they be true | K |
For Hafbur the King hath guested with us | O |
Stiffnecked he is great deeds to do | K |
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So there anigh the high bower door | K |
They stood with spear and glaive | V |
Rise up rise up Young Hafbur | K |
Out here we would thee have | V |
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That heard the goodly Signy | D |
And she wrang her hands full sore | K |
Hearken and heed O Hafbur | K |
Who stand without by the | U |
William Morris
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