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The Hall And The Wood Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

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Twas in the water dwindling tide	A
When July days were done	B
Sir Rafe of Greenhowes gan to ride	A
In the earliest of the sun	B
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He left the white walled burg behind	C
He rode amidst the wheat	D
The westland gotten wind blew kind	C
Across the acres sweet	D
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Then rose his heart and cleared his brow	E
And slow he rode the way	F
As then it was so is it now	E
Not all hath worn away	F
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So came he to the long green lane	G
That leadeth to the ford	H
And saw the sickle by the wain	G
Shine bright as any sword	H
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The brown carles stayed twixt draught and draught	I
And murmuring stood aloof	J
But one spake out when he had laughed	I
God bless the Green wood Roof	J
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Then o er the ford and up he fared	K
And lo the happy hills	L
And the mountain dale by summer cleared	M
That oft the winter fills	L
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Then forth he rode by Peter s gate	N
And smiled and said aloud	O
No more a day doth the Prior wait	N
White stands the tower and proud	O
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There leaned a knight on the gateway side	A
In armour white and wan	P
And after the heels of the horse he cried	A
God keep the hunted man	Q
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Then quoth Sir Rafe Amen amen	R
For he deemed the word was good	S
But never a while he lingered then	R
Till he reached the Nether Wood	S
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He rode by ash he rode by oak	T
He rode the thicket round	U
And heard no woodman strike a stroke	T
No wandering wife he found	U
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He rode the wet he rode the dry	V
He rode the grassy glade	W
At Wood end yet the sun was high	V
And his heart was unafraid	W
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There on the bent his rein he drew	X
And looked o er field and fold	Y
O er all the merry meads he knew	X
Beneath the mountains old	Y
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He gazed across to the good Green Howe	E
As he smelt the sun warmed sward	H
Then his face grew pale from chin to brow	E
And he cried God save the sword	H
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For there beyond the winding way	F
Above the orchards green	Z
Stood up the ancient gables gray	F
With ne er a roof between	Z
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His naked blade in hand he had	A2
O er rough and smooth he rode	B2
Till he stood where once his heart was glad	A2
Amidst his old abode	B2
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Across the hearth a tie beam lay	F
Unmoved a weary while	C2
The flame that clomb the ashlar gray	F
Had burned it red as tile	C2
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The sparrows bickering on the floor	D2
Fled at his entering in	E2
The swift flew past the empty door	D2
His winged meat to win	E2
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Red apples from the tall old tree	F2
O er the wall s rent were shed	G2
Thence oft a little lad would he	F2
Look down upon the lead	G2
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There turned the cheeping chaffinch now	E
And feared no birding child	H2
Through the shot window thrust a bough	E
Of garden rose run wild	H2
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He looked to right he looked to left	I2
And down to the cold gray hearth	J2
Where lay an axe with half burned heft	I2
Amidst the ashen dearth	K2
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He caught it up and cast it wide	A
Against the gable wall	L2
Then to the dais did he stride	A
O er beam and bench and all	L2
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Amidst there yet the high seat stood	S
Where erst his sires had sat	M2
And the mighty board of oaken wood	S
The fire had stayed thereat	S
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Then through the red wrath of his eyne	E
He saw a sheathed sword	S
Laid thwart that wasted field of wine	E
Amidmost of the board	S
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And by the hilts a slug horn lay	F
And therebeside a scroll	N2
He caught it up and turned away	F
From the lea land of the bowl	N2
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Then with the sobbing grief he strove	O2
For he saw his name thereon	E
And the heart within his breast uphove	O2
As the pen s tale now he won	E
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O Rafe my love of long ago	P2
Draw forth thy father s blade	S
And blow the horn for friend and foe	P2
And the good green wood to aid	S
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He turned and took the slug horn up	Q2
And set it to his mouth	R2
And o er that meadow of the cup	Q2
Blew east and west and south	R2
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He drew the sword from out the sheath	S2
And shook the fallow brand	S
And there a while with bated breath	T2
And hearkening ear did stand	S
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Him seemed the horn s voice he might hear	U2
Or the wind that blew o er all	L2
Him seemed that footsteps drew anear	U2
Or the boughs shook round the hall	L2
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Him seemed he heard a voice he knew	E
Or a dream of while agone	E
Him seemed bright raiment towards him drew	E
Or bright the sun set shone	E
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She stood before him face to face	V2
With the sun beam thwart her hand	S
As on the gold of the Holy Place	V2
The painted angels stand	S
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With many a kiss she closed his eyes	W2
She kissed him cheek and chin	E
E en so in the painted Paradise	X2
Are Earth s folk welcomed in	E
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There in the door the green coats stood	S
O er the bows went up the cry	U2
O welcome Rafe to the free green wood	S
With us to live and die	U2
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It was bill and bow by the high seat stood	S
And they cried above the bows	Y2
Now welcome Rafe to the good green wood	S
And welcome Kate the Rose	Z2
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White white in the moon is the woodland plash	A3
White is the woodland glade	S
Forth wend those twain from oak to ash	A3
With light hearts unafraid	S
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The summer moon high o er the hill	B3
All silver white is she	A3
And Sir Rafe s good men with bow and bill	B3
They go by two and three	A3
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In the fair green wood where lurks no fear	U2
Where the King s writ runneth not	S
There dwell they friends and fellows dear	U2
While summer days are hot	S
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And when the leaf from the oak tree falls	C3
And winds blow rough and strong	D3
With the carles of the woodland thorps and halls	C3
They dwell and fear no wrong	D3
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And there the merry yule they make	E3
And see the winter wane	E
And fain are they for true love s sake	E3
And the folk thereby are fain	E
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For the ploughing carle and the straying herd	S
Flee never for Sir Rafe	O2
No barefoot maiden wends afeard	S
And she deems the thicket safe	O2
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But sore adread do the chapmen ride	S
Wide round the wood they go	P2
And the judge and the sergeants wander wide	S
Lest they plead before the bow	E
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Well learned and wise is Sir Rafe s good sword	S
And straight the arrows fly	U2
And they find the coat of many a lord	S
And the crest that rideth high	U2