Of The Three Seekers Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: AABBCCDDEEFG HHIIJJKKLL HHIIMMNHOOPPIQRR HHSSTU VWQXHHYYZZA2OB2B2C2C 2D2D2B2B2JJB2B2JJB2B 2QQLLJJHHJJE2F2JJFFG 2G2MMB2OJJ HHH2H2B2B2H2H2

There met three knights on the woodland wayA
And the first was clad in silk arrayA
The second was dight in iron and steelB
But the third was rags from head to heelB
Lo now is the year and the day come roundC
When we must tell what we have foundC
The first said I have found a kingD
Who grudgeth no gift of anythingD
The second said I have found a knightE
Who hath never turned his back in fightE
But the third said I have found a loveF
That Time and the World shall never moveG
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Whither away to win good cheerH
With me said the first for my king is nearH
So to the King they went their waysI
But there was a change of times and daysI
What men are ye the great King saidJ
That ye should eat my children s breadJ
My waste has fed full many a storeK
And mocking and grudge have I gained thereforeK
Whatever waneth as days wax oldL
Full worthy to win are goods and goldL
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Whither away to win good cheerH
With me said the second my knight is nearH
So to the knight they went their waysI
But there was a change of times and daysI
He dwelt in castle sure and strongM
For fear lest aught should do him wrongM
Guards by gate and hall there wereN
And folk went in and out in fearH
When he heard the mouse run in the wallO
Hist he said what next shall befalO
Draw not near speak under your breathP
For all new corners tell of deathP
Bring me no song nor minstrelsyI
Round death it babbleth still said heQ
And what is fame and the praise of menR
When lost life cometh not againR
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Whither away to seek good cheerH
Ah me said the third that my love were anearH
Were the world as little as it is wideS
In a happy house should ye abideS
Were the world as kind as it is hardT
Ye should behold a fair rewardU
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So far by high and low have they goneV
They have come to a waste was rock and stoneW
But lo from the waste a companyQ
Full well bedight came riding byX
And in the midst a queen so fairH
That God wrought well in making herH
The first and second knights abodeY
To gaze upon her as she rodeY
Forth passed the third with head down bentZ
And stumbling ever as he wentZ
His shoulder brushed her saddle bowA2
He trembled with his head hung lowO
His hand brushed o er her golden gownB2
As on the waste he fell adownB2
So swift to earth her feet she setC2
It seemed that there her arms he metC2
His lips that looked the stone to meetD2
Were on her trembling lips and sweetD2
Softly she kissed him cheek and chinB2
His mouth her many tears drank inB2
Where would st thou wander love she saidJ
Now I have drawn thee from the deadJ
I go my ways he said and thineB2
Have nought to do with grief and pineB2
All ways are one way now she saidJ
Since I have drawn thee from the deadJ
Said he But I must seek againB2
Where first I met thee in thy painB2
I am not clad so fair said heQ
But yet the old hurts thou may st seeQ
And thou but for thy gown of goldL
A piteous tale of thee were toldL
There is no pain on earth she saidJ
Since I have drawn thee from the deadJ
And parting waiteth for us thereH
Said he As it was yester yearH
Yet first a space of love she saidJ
Since I have drawn thee from the deadJ
He laughed said he Hast thou a homeE2
Where I and these my friends may comeF2
Laughing The world s my home she saidJ
Now I have drawn thee from the deadJ
Yet somewhere is a space thereofF
Where I may dwell beside my loveF
There clear the river grows for himG2
Till o er its stones his keel shall swimG2
There faint the thrushes in their songM
And deem he tarrieth overlongM
There summer tide is waiting nowB2
Until he bids the roses blowO
Come tell my flowery fields she saidJ
How I have drawn thee from the deadJ
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Whither away to win good cheerH
With me he said for my love is hereH
The wealth of my house it waneth notH2
No gift it giveth is forgotH2
No fear my house may enter inB2
For nought is there that death may winB2
Now life is little and death is noughtH2
Since all is found that erst I soughtH2

William Morris



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