Of The Wooing Of Halbiorn The Strong Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: A BCBDEEFFFGHIHIGGGJKK LLMMNOBBPPAAQQRRSTUU VVWWXXYYZZA2A2B2B2C2 C2D2D2A2CGD KCKDE2E2F2F2AAA2GG2A B2B2B2B2H2I2ONKKJ2CJ 2D F2CF2DB2B2KKGA2AAA2G KKK2CL2D B2CF2DB2B2B2B2K2L2MM E2E2FGMMNOM2EB2B2A2A 2B2B2AAB2B2AAN2N2O2O 2MMFGB2B2GGGGB2B2B2B 2GGB2B2P2P2GGAAB2B2B 2B2GGKCKD B2CB2DAAB2B2B2B2C2KA AB2B2L2K2MMB2B2| A STORY FROM THE LAND SETTLING BOOK OF ICELAND CHAPTER XXX | A |
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| At Deildar Tongue in the autumn tide | B |
| So many times over comes summer again | C |
| Stood Odd of Tongue his door beside | B |
| What healing in summer if winter be vain | D |
| Dim and dusk the day was grown | E |
| As he heard his folded wethers moan | E |
| Then through the garth a man drew near | F |
| With painted shield and gold wrought spear | F |
| Good was his horse and grand his gear | F |
| And his girths were wet with Whitewater | G |
| Hail Master Odd live blithe and long | H |
| How fare the folk at Deildar Tongue | I |
| All hail thou Hallbiorn the Strong | H |
| How fare the folk by the Brothers Tongue | I |
| Meat have we there and drink and fire | G |
| Nor lack all things that we desire | G |
| But by the other Whitewater | G |
| Of Hallgerd many a tale we hear | J |
| Tales enow may my daughter make | K |
| If too many words be said for her sake | K |
| What saith thine heart to a word of mine | L |
| That I deem thy daughter fair and fine | L |
| Fair and fine for a bride is she | M |
| And I fain would have her home with me | M |
| Full many a word that at noon goes forth | N |
| Comes home at even little worth | O |
| Now winter treadeth on autumn tide | B |
| So here till the spring shalt thou abide | B |
| Then if thy mind be changed no whit | P |
| And ye still will wed see ye to it | P |
| And on the first of summer days | A |
| A wedded man ye may go your ways | A |
| Yet look howso the thing will fall | Q |
| My hand shall meddle nought at all | Q |
| Lo now the night and rain draweth up | R |
| And within doors glimmer stoop and cup | R |
| And hark a little sound I know | S |
| The laugh of Snaebiorn s fiddle bow | T |
| My sister s son and a craftsman good | U |
| When the red rain drives through the iron wood | U |
| Hallbiorn laughed and followed in | V |
| And a merry feast there did begin | V |
| Hallgerd s hands undid his weed | W |
| Hallgerd s hands poured out the mead | W |
| Her fingers at his breast he felt | X |
| As her hair fell down about his belt | X |
| Her fingers with the cup he took | Y |
| And o er its rim at her did look | Y |
| Cold cup warm hand and fingers slim | Z |
| Before his eyes were waxen dim | Z |
| And if the feast were foul or fair | A2 |
| He knew not save that she was there | A2 |
| He knew not if men laughed or wept | B2 |
| While still twixt wall and dais she stept | B2 |
| Whether she went or stood that eve | C2 |
| Not once his eyes her face did leave | C2 |
| But Snaebiorn laughed and Snaebiorn sang | D2 |
| And sweet his smitten fiddle rang | D2 |
| And Hallgerd stood beside him there | A2 |
| So many times over comes summer again | C |
| Nor ever once he turned to her | G |
| What healing in summer if winter be vain | D |
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| Master Odd on the morrow spake | K |
| So many times over comes summer again | C |
| Hearken O guest if ye be awake | K |
| What healing in summer if winter be vain | D |
| Sure ye champions of the south | E2 |
| Speak many things from a silent mouth | E2 |
| And thine meseems last night did pray | F2 |
| That ye might well be wed to day | F2 |
| The year s ingathering feast it is | A |
| A goodly day to give thee bliss | A |
| Come hither daughter fine and fair | A2 |
| Here is a Wooer from Whitewater | G |
| East away hath he gotten fame | G2 |
| And his father s name is e en my names | A |
| Will ye lay hand within his hand | B2 |
| That blossoming fair our house may stand | B2 |
| She laid her hand within his hand | B2 |
| White she was as the lily wand | B2 |
| Low sang Snaebiorn s brand in its sheath | H2 |
| And his lips were waxen grey as death | I2 |
| Snaebiorn sing us a song of worth | O |
| If your song must be silent from now henceforth | N |
| Clear and loud his voice outrang | K |
| And a song of worth at the wedding he sang | K |
| Sharp sword he sang and death is sure | J2 |
| So many times over comes summer again | C |
| But love doth over all endure | J2 |
| What healing in summer if winter be vain | D |
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| Now winter cometh and weareth away | F2 |
| So many times over comes summer again | C |
| And glad is Hallbiorn many a day | F2 |
| What healing in summer if winter be vain | D |
| Full soft he lay his love beside | B2 |
| But dark are the days of wintertide | B2 |
| Dark are the days and the nights are long | K |
| And sweet and fair was Snaebiorn s song | K |
| Many a time he talked with her | G |
| Till they deemed the summer tide was there | A2 |
| And they forgat the wind swept ways | A |
| And angry fords of the flitting days | A |
| While the north wind swept the hillside there | A2 |
| They forgat the other Whitewater | G |
| While nights at Deildar Tongue were long | K |
| They clean forgat the Brothers Tongue | K |
| But whatso falleth twixt Hell and Home | K2 |
| So many times over comes summer again | C |
| Full surely again shall summer come | L2 |
| What healing in summer if winter be vain | D |
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| To Odd spake Hallbiorn on a day | B2 |
| So many times over comes summer again | C |
| Gone is the snow from everyway | F2 |
| What healing in summer if winter be vain | D |
| Now green is grown Whitewater side | B2 |
| And I to Whitewater will ride | B2 |
| Quoth Odd Well fare thou winter guest | B2 |
| May thine own Whitewater be best | B2 |
| Well is a man s purse better at home | K2 |
| Than open where folk go and come | L2 |
| Come ye carles of the south country | M |
| Now shall we go our kin to see | M |
| For the lambs are bleating in the south | E2 |
| And the salmon swims towards Olfus mouth | E2 |
| Girth and graithe and gather your gear | F |
| And ho for the other Whitewater | G |
| Bright was the moon as bright might be | M |
| And Snaebiorn rode to the north country | M |
| And Odd to Reykholt is gone forth | N |
| To see if his mares be ought of worth | O |
| But Hallbiorn into the bower is gone | M2 |
| And there sat Hallgerd all alone | E |
| She was not dight to go nor ride | B2 |
| She had no joy of the summer tide | B2 |
| Silent she sat and combed her hair | A2 |
| That fell all round about her there | A2 |
| The slant beam lay upon her head | B2 |
| And gilt her golden locks to red | B2 |
| He gazed at her with hungry eyes | A |
| And fluttering did his heart arise | A |
| Full hot he said is the sun to day | B2 |
| And the snow is gone from the mountain way | B2 |
| The king cup grows above the grass | A |
| And through the wood do the thrushes pass | A |
| Of all his words she hearkened none | N2 |
| But combed her hair amidst the sun | N2 |
| The laden beasts stand in the garth | O2 |
| And their heads are turned to Helliskarth | O2 |
| The sun was falling on her knee | M |
| And she combed her gold hair silently | M |
| To morrow great will be the cheer | F |
| At the Brothers Tongue by Whitewater | G |
| From her folded lap the sunbeam slid | B2 |
| She combed her hair and the word she hid | B2 |
| Come love is the way so long and drear | G |
| From Whitewater to Whitewater | G |
| The sunbeam lay upon the floor | G |
| She combed her hair and spake no more | G |
| He drew her by the lily hand | B2 |
| I love thee better than all the land | B2 |
| He drew her by the shoulders sweet | B2 |
| My threshold is but for thy feet | B2 |
| He drew her by the yellow hair | G |
| O why wert thou so deadly fair | G |
| O am I wedded to death he cried | B2 |
| Is the Dead strand come to Whitewater side | B2 |
| And the sun was fading from the room | P2 |
| But her eyes were bright in the change and the gloom | P2 |
| Sharp sword she sang and death is sure | G |
| But over all doth love endure | G |
| She stood up shining in her place | A |
| And laughed beneath his deadly face | A |
| Instead of the sunbeam gleamed a brand | B2 |
| The hilts were hard in Hallbiorn s hand | B2 |
| The bitter point was in Hallgerd s breast | B2 |
| That Snaebiorn s lips of love had pressed | B2 |
| Morn and noon and nones passed o er | G |
| And the sun is far from the bower door | G |
| To morrow morn shall the sun come back | K |
| So many times over comes summer again | C |
| But Hallgerd s feet the floor shall lack | K |
| What healing in summer if winter be vain | D |
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| Now Hallbiorn s house carles ride full fast | B2 |
| So many times over comes summer again | C |
| Till many a mile of way is past | B2 |
| What healing in summer if winter be vain | D |
| But when they came over Oxridges | A |
| Twas Where shall we give our horses ease | A |
| When Shieldbroad side was well in sight | B2 |
| Twas Where shall we lay our heads to night | B2 |
| Hallbiorn turned and raised his head | B2 |
| Under the stones of the waste he said | B2 |
| Quoth one The clatter of hoofs anigh | C2 |
| Quoth the other Spears against the sky | K |
| Hither ride men from the Wells apace | A |
| Spur we fast to a kindlier place | A |
| Down from his horse leapt Hallbiorn straight | B2 |
| Why should the supper of Odin wait | B2 |
| Weary and chased I will not come | L2 |
| To the table of my fathers home | K2 |
| With that came Snaebiorn who but he | M |
| And twelve in all was his company | M |
| Snaebiorn s folk were on their feet | B2 |
| He spake no word as they did meet | B2 |
William Morris
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