The Chapel In Lyoness Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: A B CCCD EEED AAAA FFFA GGGH BBBH FFFI JKJ A L CCCB MMMB AAAN AAAN OOOA PPPA A QRQR SFSF T UV B WXVXII JKJ A A TAAA L ABAB RARA| SIR OZANA LE CURE HARDY SIR GALAHAD SIR BORS DE GANYS | A |
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| SIR OZANA | B |
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| All day long and every day | C |
| From Christmas Eve to Whit Sunday | C |
| Within that Chapel aisle I lay | C |
| And no man came a near | D |
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| Naked to the waist was I | E |
| And deep within my breast did lie | E |
| Though no man any blood could spy | E |
| The truncheon of a spear | D |
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| No meat did ever pass my lips | A |
| Those days Alas the sunlight slips | A |
| From off the gilded parclose dips | A |
| And night comes on apace | A |
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| My arms lay back behind my head | F |
| Over my raised up knees was spread | F |
| A samite cloth of white and red | F |
| A rose lay on my face | A |
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| Many a time I tried to shout | G |
| But as in dream of battle rout | G |
| My frozen speech would not well out | G |
| I could not even weep | H |
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| With inward sigh I see the sun | B |
| Fade off the pillars one by one | B |
| My heart faints when the day is done | B |
| Because I cannot sleep | H |
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| Sometimes strange thoughts pass through my head | F |
| Not like a tomb is this my bed | F |
| Yet oft I think that I am dead | F |
| That round my tomb is writ | I |
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| 'Ozana of the hardy heart | J |
| Knight of the Table Round | K |
| Pray for his soul lords of your part | J |
| A true knight he was found ' | - |
| Ah me I cannot fathom it He sleeps | A |
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| SIR GALAHAD | L |
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| All day long and every day | C |
| Till his madness pass'd away | C |
| I watch'd Ozana as he lay | C |
| Within the gilded screen | B |
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| All my singing moved him not | M |
| As I sung my heart grew hot | M |
| With the thought of Launcelot | M |
| Far away I ween | B |
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| So I went a little space | A |
| From out the chapel bathed my face | A |
| In the stream that runs apace | A |
| By the churchyard wall | N |
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| There I pluck'd a faint wild rose | A |
| Hard by where the linden grows | A |
| Sighing over silver rows | A |
| Of the lilies tall | N |
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| I laid the flower across his mouth | O |
| The sparkling drops seem'd good for drouth | O |
| He smiled turn'd round towards the south | O |
| Held up a golden tress | A |
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| The light smote on it from the west | P |
| He drew the covering from his breast | P |
| Against his heart that hair he prest | P |
| Death him soon will bless | A |
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| SIR BORS | A |
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| I enter'd by the western door | Q |
| I saw a knight's helm lying there | R |
| I raised my eyes from off the floor | Q |
| And caught the gleaming of his hair | R |
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| I stept full softly up to him | S |
| I laid my chin upon his head | F |
| I felt him smile my eyes did swim | S |
| I was so glad he was not dead | F |
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| I heard Ozana murmur low | T |
| 'There comes no sleep nor any love ' | - |
| But Galahad stoop'd and kiss'd his brow | U |
| He shiver'd I saw his pale lips move | V |
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| SIR OZANA | B |
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| There comes no sleep nor any love | W |
| Ah me I shiver with delight | X |
| I am so weak I cannot move | V |
| God move me to thee dear to night | X |
| Christ help I have but little wit | I |
| My life went wrong I see it writ | I |
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| 'Ozana of the hardy heart | J |
| Knight of the Table Round | K |
| Pray for his soul lords on your part | J |
| A good knight he was found ' | - |
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| Now I begin to fathom it He dies | A |
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| SIR BORS | A |
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| Galahad sits dreamily | T |
| What strange things may his eyes see | A |
| Great blue eyes fix'd full on me | A |
| On his soul Lord have mercy | A |
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| SIR GALAHAD | L |
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| Ozana shall I pray for thee | A |
| Her cheek is laid to thine | B |
| No long time hence also I see | A |
| Thy wasted fingers twine | B |
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| Within the tresses of her hair | R |
| That shineth gloriously | A |
| Thinly outspread in the clear air | R |
| Against the jasper sea | A |
William Morris
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