Riding Together Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABAB ACAC ADAD AEAE AFAG AHAH AIAI AJAK ALAL AMAM ANAN AIAI AOAOFor many many days together | A |
The wind blew steady from the East | B |
For many days hot grew the weather | A |
About the time of our Lady's Feast | B |
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For many days we rode together | A |
Yet met we neither friend nor foe | C |
Hotter and clearer grew the weather | A |
Steadily did the East wind blow | C |
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We saw the trees in the hot bright weather | A |
Clear cut with shadows very black | D |
As freely we rode on together | A |
With helms unlaced and bridles slack | D |
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And often as we rode together | A |
We looking down the green bank'd stream | E |
Saw flowers in the sunny weather | A |
And saw the bubble making bream | E |
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And in the night lay down together | A |
And hung above our heads the rood | F |
Or watch'd night long in the dewy weather | A |
The while the moon did watch the wood | G |
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Our spears stood bright and thick together | A |
Straight out the banners stream'd behind | H |
As we gallop'd on in the sunny weather | A |
With faces turn'd towards the wind | H |
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Down sank our threescore spears together | A |
As thick we saw the pagans ride | I |
His eager face in the clear fresh weather | A |
Shone out that last time by my side | I |
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Up the sweep of the bridge we dash'd together | A |
It rock'd to the crash of the meeting spears | J |
Down rain'd the buds of the dear spring weather | A |
The elm tree flowers fell like tears | K |
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There as we roll'd and writhed together | A |
I threw my arms above my head | L |
For close by my side in the lovely weather | A |
I saw him reel and fall back dead | L |
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I and the slayer met together | A |
He waited the death stroke there in his place | M |
With thoughts of death in the lovely weather | A |
Gapingly mazed at my madden'd face | M |
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Madly I fought as we fought together | A |
In vain the little Christian band | N |
The pagans drown'd as in stormy weather | A |
The river drowns low lying land | N |
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They bound my blood stain'd hands together | A |
They bound his corpse to nod by my side | I |
Then on we rode in the bright March weather | A |
With clash of cymbals did we ride | I |
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We ride no more no more together | A |
My prison bars are thick and strong | O |
I take no heed of any weather | A |
The sweet Saints grant I live not long | O |
William Morris
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