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King Arthur's Tomb Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

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Hot August noon already on that day	A
Since sunrise through the Wiltshire downs most sad	B
Of mouth and eye he had gone leagues of way	A
Ay and by night till whether good or bad	B
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He was he knew not though he knew perchance	C
That he was Launcelot the bravest knight	D
Of all who since the world was have borne lance	C
Or swung their swords in wrong cause or in right	D
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Nay he knew nothing now except that where	E
The Glastonbury gilded towers shine	F
A lady dwelt whose name was Guenevere	E
This he knew also that some fingers twine	F
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Not only in a man's hair even his heart	G
Making him good or bad I mean but in his life	H
Skies earth men's looks and deeds all that has part	G
Not being ourselves in that half sleep half strife	H
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Strange sleep strange strife that men call living so	I
Was Launcelot most glad when the moon rose	J
Because it brought new memories of her Lo	I
Between the trees a large moon the wind lows	J
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Not loud but as a cow begins to low	I
Wishing for strength to make the herdsman hear	E
The ripe corn gathereth dew yea long ago	I
In the old garden life my Guenevere	E
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Loved to sit still among the flowers till night	D
Had quite come on hair loosen'd for she said	K
Smiling like heaven that its fairness might	D
Draw up the wind sooner to cool her head	K
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Now while I ride how quick the moon gets small	L
As it did then I tell myself a tale	M
That will not last beyond the whitewashed wall	L
Thoughts of some joust must help me through the vale	M
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Keep this till after How Sir Gareth ran	N
A good course that day under my Queen's eyes	O
And how she sway'd laughing at Dinadan	N
No Back again the other thoughts will rise	O
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And yet I think so fast 'twill end right soon	N
Verily then I think that Guenevere	E
Made sad by dew and wind and tree barred moon	N
Did love me more than ever was more dear	E
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To me than ever she would let me lie	P
And kiss her feet or if I sat behind	Q
Would drop her hand and arm most tenderly	R
And touch my mouth And she would let me wind	Q
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Her hair around my neck so that it fell	S
Upon my red robe strange in the twilight	D
With many unnamed colours till the bell	S
Of her mouth on my cheek sent a delight	D
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Through all my ways of being like the stroke	T
Wherewith God threw all men upon the face	U
When he took Enoch and when Enoch woke	T
With a changed body in the happy place	U
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Once I remember as I sat beside	V
She turn'd a little and laid back her head	K
And slept upon my breast I almost died	V
In those night watches with my love and dread	K
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There lily like she bow'd her head and slept	W
And I breathed low and did not dare to move	X
But sat and quiver'd inwardly thoughts crept	W
And frighten'd me with pulses of my Love	Y
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The stars shone out above the doubtful green	N
Of her bodice in the green sky overhead	K
Pale in the green sky were the stars I ween	N
Because the moon shone like a star she shed	K
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When she dwelt up in heaven a while ago	I
And ruled all things but God the night went on	N
The wind grew cold and the white moon grew low	I
One hand had fallen down and now lay on	N
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My cold stiff palm there were no colours then	N
For near an hour and I fell asleep	Z
In spite of all my striving even when	N
I held her whose name letters make me leap	Z
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I did not sleep long feeling that in sleep	Z
I did some loved one wrong so that the sun	N
Had only just arisen from the deep	Z
Still land of colours when before me one	N
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Stood whom I knew but scarcely dared to touch	A2
She seemed to have changed so in the night	D
Moreover she held scarlet lilies such	A2
As Maiden Margaret bears upon the light	D
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Of the great church walls natheless did I walk	B2
Through the fresh wet woods and the wheat that morn	N
Touching her hair and hand and mouth and talk	B2
Of love we held nigh hid among the corn	N
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Back to the palace ere the sun grew high	P
We went and in a cool green room all day	A
I gazed upon the arras giddily	I
Where the wind set the silken kings a sway	A
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I could not hold her hand or see her face	U
For which may God forgive me but I think	C2
Howsoever that she was not in that place	U
These memories Launcelot was quick to drink	C2
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And when these fell some paces past the wall	I
There rose yet others but they wearied more	E
And tasted not so sweet they did not fall	I
So soon but vaguely wrenched his strained heart sore	E
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In shadowy slipping from his grasp these gone	N
A longing followed if he might but touch	A2
That Guenevere at once Still night the lone	N
Grey horse's head before him vex'd him much	A2
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In steady nodding over the grey road	D2
Still night and night and night and emptied heart	G
Of any stories what a dismal load	D2
Time grew at last yea when the night did part	G
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And let the sun flame over all still there	E
The horse's grey ears turn'd this way and that	E2
And still he watch'd them twitching in the glare	E
Of the morning sun behind them still he sat	E2
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Quite wearied out with all the wretched night	D
Until about the dustiest of the day	A
On the last down's brow he drew his rein in sight	D
Of the Glastonbury roofs that choke the way	A
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And he was now quite giddy as before	E
When she slept by him tired out and her hair	E
Was mingled with the rushes on the floor	E
And he being tired too was scarce aware	E
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Of her presence yet as he sat and gazed	F2
A shiver ran throughout him and his breath	G2
Came slower he seem'd suddenly amazed	F2
As though he had not heard of Arthur's death	G2
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This for a moment only presently	I
He rode on giddy still until he reach'd	H2
A place of apple trees by the thorn tree	I
Wherefrom St Joseph in the days past preached	H2
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Dazed there he laid his head upon a tomb	I2
Not knowing it was Arthur's at which sight	D
One of her maidens told her He is come	J2
And she went forth to meet him yet a blight	D
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Had settled on her all her robes were black	K2
With a long white veil only she went slow	I
As one walks to be slain her eyes did lack	K2
Half her old glory yea alas the glow	I
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Had left her face and hands this was because	L2
As she lay last night on her purple bed	K
Wishing for morning grudging every pause	L2
Of the palace clocks until that Launcelot's head	K
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Should lie on her breast with all her golden hair	E
Each side when suddenly the thing grew drear	E
In morning twilight when the grey downs bare	E
Grew into lumps of sin to Guenevere	E
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At first she said no word but lay quite still	I
Only her mouth was open and her eyes	O
Gazed wretchedly about from hill to hill	I
As though she asked not with so much surprise	O
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As tired disgust what made them stand up there	E
So cold and grey After a spasm took	M2
Her face and all her frame she caught her hair	E
All her hair in both hands terribly she shook	M2
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And rose till she was sitting in the bed	K
Set her teeth hard and shut her eyes and seem'd	N2
As though she would have torn it from her head	K
Natheless she dropp'd it lay down as she deem'd	N2
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It matter'd not whatever she might do	O2
O Lord Christ pity on her ghastly face	U
Those dismal hours while the cloudless blue	O2
Drew the sun higher He did give her grace	U
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Because at last she rose up from her bed	K
And put her raiment on and knelt before	E
The blessed rood and with her dry lips said	K
Muttering the words against the marble floor	E
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Unless you pardon what shall I do Lord	P2
But go to hell and there see day by day	A
Foul deed on deed hear foulest word on word	Q2
For ever and ever such as on the way	A
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To Camelot I heard once from a churl	O2
That curled me up upon my jennet's neck	R2
With bitter shame how then Lord should I curl	O2
For ages and for ages dost thou reck	R2
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That I am beautiful Lord even as you	O2
And your dear mother why did I forget	S2
You were so beautiful and good and true	O2
That you loved me so Guenevere O yet	S2
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If even I go to hell I cannot choose	T2
But love you Christ yea though I cannot keep	Z
From loving Launcelot O Christ must I lose	T2
My own heart's love see though I cannot weep	Z
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Yet am I very sorry for my sin	N
Moreover Christ I cannot bear that hell	O2
I am most fain to love you and to win	N
A place in heaven some time I cannot tell	O2
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Speak to me Christ I kiss kiss kiss y	-