The Chapel In Lyonesse Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: A BBBC DDDC EEEF GGGF HHHI AAAI GGGJ KLKL J M N BBBA OOOA FFFP QQQP RRRS TTTS U VWVW XGXG YZA2B2 A ZC2B2C2JJ KLKL J D2 U YE2E2E2 N E2AE2A WE2WE2| SIR OZANA | A |
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| All day long and every day | B |
| From Christmas Eve to Whit Sunday | B |
| Within that Chapel aisle I lay | B |
| And no man came a near | C |
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| Naked to the waist was I | D |
| And deep within my breast did lie | D |
| Though no man any blood could spy | D |
| The truncheon of a spear | C |
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| No meat did ever pass my lips | E |
| Those days Alas the sunlight slips | E |
| From off the gilded parclose dips | E |
| And night comes on apace | F |
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| My arms lay back behind my head | G |
| Over my raised up knees was spread | G |
| A samite cloth of white and red | G |
| A rose lay on my face | F |
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| Many a time I tried to shout | H |
| But as in dream of battle rout | H |
| My frozen speech would not well out | H |
| I could not even weep | I |
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| With inward sigh I see the sun | A |
| Fade off the pillars one by one | A |
| My heart faints when the day is done | A |
| Because I cannot sleep | I |
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| Sometimes strange thoughts pass through my head | G |
| Not like a tomb is this my bed | G |
| Yet oft I think that I am dead | G |
| That round my tomb is writ | J |
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| Ozana of the hardy heart | K |
| Knight of the Table Round | L |
| Pray for his soul lords of your part | K |
| A true knight he was found | L |
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| Ah me I cannot fathom it | J |
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| He sleeps | M |
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| SIR GALAHAD | N |
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| All day long and every day | B |
| Till his madness pass'd away | B |
| I watch'd Ozana as he lay | B |
| Within the gilded screen | A |
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| All my singing moved him not | O |
| As I sung my heart grew hot | O |
| With the thought of Launcelot | O |
| Far away I ween | A |
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| So I went a little space | F |
| From out the chapel bathed my face | F |
| In the stream that runs apace | F |
| By the churchyard wall | P |
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| There I pluck'd a faint wild rose | Q |
| Hard by where the linden grows | Q |
| Sighing over silver rows | Q |
| Of the lilies tall | P |
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| I laid the flower across his mouth | R |
| The sparkling drops seem'd good for drouth | R |
| He smiled turn'd round towards the south | R |
| Held up a golden tress | S |
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| The light smote on it from the west | T |
| He drew the covering from his breast | T |
| Against his heart that hair he prest | T |
| Death him soon will bless | S |
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| SIR BORS | U |
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| I enter'd by the western door | V |
| I saw a knight's helm lying there | W |
| I raised my eyes from off the floor | V |
| And caught the gleaming of his hair | W |
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| I stept full softly up to him | X |
| I laid my chin upon his head | G |
| I felt him smile my eyes did swim | X |
| I was so glad he was not dead | G |
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| I heard Ozana murmur low | Y |
| There comes no sleep nor any love | Z |
| But Galahad stoop'd and kiss'd his brow | A2 |
| He shiver'd I saw his pale lips move | B2 |
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| SIR OZANA | A |
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| There comes no sleep nor any love | Z |
| Ah me I shiver with delight | C2 |
| I am so weak I cannot move | B2 |
| God move me to thee dear to night | C2 |
| Christ help I have but little wit | J |
| My life went wrong I see it writ | J |
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| Ozana of the hardy heart | K |
| Knight of the Table Round | L |
| Pray for his soul lords on your part | K |
| A good knight he was found | L |
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| Now I begin to fathom it | J |
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| He dies | D2 |
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| SIR BORS | U |
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| Galahad sits dreamily | Y |
| What strange things may his eyes see | E2 |
| Great blue eyes fix'd full on me | E2 |
| On his soul Lord have mercy | E2 |
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| SIR GALAHAD | N |
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| Ozana shall I pray for thee | E2 |
| Her cheek is laid to thine | A |
| No long time hence also I see | E2 |
| Thy wasted fingers twine | A |
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| Within the tresses of her hair | W |
| That shineth gloriously | E2 |
| Thinly outspread in the clear air | W |
| Against the jasper sea | E2 |
William Morris
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