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Sir Galahad, A Christmas Mystery Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

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It is the longest night in all the year	A
Near on the day when the Lord Christ was born	B
Six hours ago I came and sat down here	C
And ponder'd sadly wearied and forlorn	B
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The winter wind that pass'd the chapel door	D
Sang out a moody tune that went right well	E
With mine own thoughts I look'd down on the floor	D
Between my feet until I heard a bell	E
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Sound a long way off through the forest deep	F
And toll on steadily a drowsiness	G
Came on me so that I fell half asleep	F
As I sat there not moving less and less	H
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I saw the melted snow that hung in beads	I
Upon my steel shoes less and less I saw	J
Between the tiles the bunches of small weeds	I
Heartless and stupid with no touch of awe	K
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Upon me half shut eyes upon the ground	L
I thought O Galahad the days go by	M
Stop and cast up now that which you have found	L
So sorely you have wrought and painfully	N
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Night after night your horse treads down alone	O
The sere damp fern night after night you sit	P
Holding the bridle like a man of stone	O
Dismal unfriended what thing comes of it	P
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And what if Palomydes also ride	Q
And over many a mountain and bare heath	R
Follow the questing beast with none beside	Q
Is he not able still to hold his breath	S
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With thoughts of Iseult doth he not grow pale	T
With weary striving to seem best of all	U
To her as she is best he saith to fail	T
Is nothing to him he can never fall	U
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For unto such a man love sorrow is	V
So dear a thing unto his constant heart	W
That even if he never win one kiss	X
Or touch from Iseult it will never part	W
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And he will never know her to be worse	Y
Than in his happiest dreams he thinks she is	V
Good knight and faithful you have 'scaped the curse	Y
In wonderful wise you have great store of bliss	X
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Yea what if Father Launcelot ride out	Z
Can he not think of Guenevere's arms round	L
Warm and lithe about his neck and shout	Z
Till all the place grows joyful with the sound	L
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And when he lists can often see her face	A2
And think Next month I kiss you or next week	B2
And still you think of me therefore the place	A2
Grows very pleasant whatsoever he seek	B2
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But me who ride alone some carle shall find	C2
Dead in my arms in the half melted snow	D2
When all unkindly with the shifting wind	C2
The thaw comes on at Candlemas I know	D2
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Indeed that they will say This Galahad	E2
If he had lived had been a right good knight	F2
Ah poor chaste body but they will be glad	E2
Not most alone but all when in their sight	F2
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That very evening in their scarlet sleeves	G2
The gay dress'd minstrels sing no maid will talk	H2
Of sitting on my tomb until the leaves	G2
Grown big upon the bushes of the walk	H2
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East of the Palace pleasaunce make it hard	I2
To see the minster therefrom well a day	J2
Before the trees by autumn were well bared	K2
I saw a damozel with gentle play	J2
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Within that very walk say last farewell	E
To her dear knight just riding out to find	C2
Why should I choke to say it the Sangreal	E
And their last kisses sunk into my mind	C2
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Yea for she stood lean'd forward on his breast	L2
Rather scarce stood the back of one dear hand	M2
That it might well be kiss'd she held and press'd	L2
Against his lips long time they stood there fann'd	M2
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By gentle gusts of quiet frosty wind	C2
Till Mador de la porte a going by	M
And my own horsehoofs roused them they untwined	C2
And parted like a dream In this way I	M
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With sleepy face bent to the chapel floor	D
Kept musing half asleep till suddenly	E
A sharp bell rang from close beside the door	D
And I leapt up when something pass'd me by	M
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Shrill ringing going with it still half blind	C2
I stagger'd after a great sense of awe	K
At every step kept gathering on my mind	C2
Thereat I have no marvel for I saw	J
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One sitting on the altar as a throne	O
Whose face no man could say he did not know	D2
And though the bell still rang he sat alone	O
With raiment half blood red half white as snow	D2
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Right so I fell upon the floor and knelt	C2
Not as one kneels in church when mass is said	C2
But in a heap quite nerveless for I felt	C2
The first time what a thing was perfect dread	C2
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But mightily the gentle voice came down	N2
Rise up and look and listen Galahad	C2
Good knight of God for you will see no frown	N2
Upon my face I come to make you glad	C2
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For that you say that you are all alone	O
I will be with you always and fear not	C2
You are uncared for though no maiden moan	O
Above your empty tomb for Launcelot	C2
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He in good time shall be my servant too	C2
Meantime take note whose sword first made him knight	C2
And who has loved him alway yea and who	C2
Still trusts him alway though in all men's sight	C2
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He is just what you know O Galahad	C2
This love is happy even as you say	J2
But would you for a little time be glad	C2
To make ME sorry long day after day	J2
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Her warm arms round his neck half throttle ME	E
The hot love tears burn deep like spots of lead	C2
Yea and the years pass quick right dismally	E
Will Launcelot at one time hang his head	C2
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Yea old and shrivell'd he shall win my love	O2
Poor Palomydes fretting out his soul	E
Not always is he able son to move	P2
His love and do it honour needs must roll	E
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The proudest destrier sometimes in the dust	C2
And then 'tis weary work he strives beside	C2
Seem better than he is so that his trust	C2
Is always on what chances may betide	C2
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And so he wears away my servant too	C2
When all these things are gone and wretchedly	E
He sits and longs to moan for Iseult who	C2
Is no care now to Palomydes see	E
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O good son Galahad upon this day	J2
Now even all these things are on your side	C2
But these you fight not for look up I say	J2
And see how I can love you for no pride	C2
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Closes your eyes no vain lust keeps them down	N2
See now you have ME always following	Q2
That holy vision Galahad go on	R2
Until at last you come to ME to sing	Q2
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In Heaven always and to walk around	C2
The garden where I am He ceased my face	A2
And wretched body fell upon the ground	C2
And when I look'd again the holy place	A2
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Was empty but right so the bell again	S2
Came to the chapel door there entered	C2
Two angels first in white without a stain	T2
And scarlet wings then after them a bed	C2
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Four ladies bore and set it down beneath	R
The very altar step and while for fear	A
I scarcely dared to move or draw my breath	S
Those holy ladies gently came a near	A
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And quite unarm'd me saying Galahad	C2
Rest here awhile and sleep and take no thought	C2
Of any other thing than being glad	C2
Hither the Sangreal will be shortly brought	C2
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Yet must you sleep the while it stayeth here	C
Right so they went away and I being weary	E
Slept long and dream'd of Heaven the bell comes near	A
I doubt it grows to morning Miserere	A
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Enter Two Angels in white with scarlet wings also Four Ladies in gowns of red and green also an Angel bearing in his hands a surcoat of white with a red cross	U2
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AN ANGEL	E
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O servant of the high God Galahad	C2
Rise and be arm'd the Sangreal is gone forth	V2
Through the great forest and you must be had	C2
Unto the sea that lieth on the north	V2
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There shall you find the wondrous ship wherein	W2
The spindles of King Solomon are laid	C2
And the sword that no man draweth without sin	W2
But if he be most pure and there is stay'd	C2
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Hard by Sir Launcelot whom you will meet	C2
In some short space upon that ship first though	D2
Will come here presently that lady sweet	C2
Sister of Percival whom you well know	D2
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And with her Bors and Percival stand now	X2
These ladies will to arm you	C2
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FIRST LADY putting on the hauberk	Q2
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Galahad	C2
That I may stand so close beneath your brow	X2
Margaret of Antioch am glad	C2
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SECOND LADY girding him with the sword	C2
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That I may stand and touch you with my hand	C2
O Galahad I Cecily am glad	C2
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THIRD LADY buckling on the spurs	Y2
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That I may kneel while up above you stand	C2
And gaze at me O holy Galahad	C2
I Lucy am most glad	C2
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FOURTH LADY putting on the basnet	C2
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O gentle knight	C2
That you bow d	C2