The King Of Denmark's Sons Poem Rhyme Scheme

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The King Of Denmark's Sons Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

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In Denmark gone is many a year	A
So fair upriseth the rim of the sun	B
Two sons of Gorm the King there were	C
So grey is the sea when day is done	B
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Both these were gotten in lawful bed	D
Of Thyrre Denmark s Surety head	D
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Fair was Knut of face and limb	E
As the breast of the Queen that suckled him	E
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But Harald was hot of hand and heart	F
As lips of lovers ere they part	F
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Knut sat at home in all men s love	G
But over the seas must Harald rove	H
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And for every deed by Harald won	B
Gorm laid more love on Knut alone	I
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On a high tide spake the King in hall	J
Old I grow as the leaves that fall	J
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Knut shall reign when I am dead	D
So shall the land have peace and aid	K
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But many a ship shall Harald have	L
For I deem the sea well wrought for his grave	M
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Then none spake save the King again	N
If Knut die all my days be vain	O
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And whoso the tale of his death shall tell	P
Hath spoken a word to gain him hell	P
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Lo here a doom I will not break	Q
So fair upriseth the rim of the sun	B
For life or death or any man s sake	Q
So grey is the sea when the day is done	B
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O merry days in the summer tide	R
So fair upriseth the rim of the sun	B
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When the ships sail fair and the young men ride	R
So grey is the sea when day is done	B
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Now Harald has got him east away	S
And each morrow of fight was a gainful day	S
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But Knut is to his fosterer gone	T
To deal in deeds of peace alone	I
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So wear the days and well it is	U
Such lovely lords should dwell in bliss	V
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O merry in the winter tide	R
When men to Yule feast wend them wide	R
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And here lieth Knut in the Lima firth	W
When the lift is low o er the Danish earth	W
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Tell me now Shipmaster mine	X
What are yon torches there that shine	X
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Lord no torches may these be	Y
But golden prows across the sea	Y
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For over there the sun shines now	Z
And the gold worms gape from every prow	Z
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The sun and the wind came down o er the sea	Y
Tell them over how many they be	Y
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Ten I tell with shield hung sides	A2
Nought but a fool his death abides	A2
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Ten thou tellest and we be three	Y
Good need that we do manfully	Y
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Good fellows grip the shield and spear	A
For Harald my brother draweth near	A
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Well breakfast we when night is done	B
And Valhall s cock crows up the sun	B
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Up spoke Harald in wrathful case	B2
I would have word with this waxen face	B2
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What wilt thou pay thou hucksterer	A
That I let thee live another year	A
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For oath that thou wilt never reign	O
Will I let thee live a year or twain	O
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Kisses and love shalt thou have of me	Y
If yet my liegeman thou wilt be	Y
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But stroke of sword and dint of axe	C2
Or ere thou makest my face as wax	C2
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As thick the arrows fell around	D2
As fall sere leaves on autumn ground	D2
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In many a cheek the red did wane	O
No maid might ever kiss again	N
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Lay me aboard Lord Harald said	D
The winter day will soon be dead	D
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Lay me aboard the bastard s ship	E2
And see to it lest your grapnels slip	E2
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Then some they knelt and some they drowned	D2
And some lay dead Lord Knut around	D2
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Look here at the wax white corpse of him	E
As fair as the Queen in face and limb	E
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Make now for the shore for the moon is bright	F2
And I would be home ere the end of night	F2
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Two sons last night had Thyrre the Queen	G2
So fair upriseth the rim of the sun	B
And both she may lack ere the woods wax green	G2
So grey is the sea when day is done	B
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A little before the morning tide	R
So fair upriseth the rim of the sun	B
Queen Thyrre looked out of her window side	R
So grey is the sea when day is done	B
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O men at arms what men be ye	Y
Harald thy son come over the sea	Y
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Why is thy face so pale my son	B
It may be red or day is done	B
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O evil words of an evil hour	A
Come sweet son to thy mother s bower	A
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None from the Queen s bower went that day	S
Till dark night over the meadows lay	S
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None thenceforth heard wail or cry	A
Till the King s feast was waxen high	A
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Then into the hall Lord Harald came	H2
When the great wax lights were all aflame	H2
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What tidings son dost thou bear to me	Y
Speak out before I drink with thee	Y
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Tidings small for a seafarer	A
Two falcons in the sea cliff s were	A
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And one was white and one was grey	S
And they fell to battle on a day	S
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They fought in the sun they fought in the wind	I2
No boot the white fowl s wounds to bind	I2
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They fought in the wind they fought in the sun	B
And the white fowl died when the play was done	B
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Small tidings these to bear o er the sea	Y
Good hap that nothing worser they be	Y
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Small tidings for a travelled man	J2
Drink with me son whiles yet ye can	J2
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Drink with me ere thy day and mine	X
So fair upriseth the rim of the sun	B
Be nought but a tale told over the wine	X
So grey is the sea when day is done	B
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Now fareth the King with his men to sleep	K2
So fair upriseth the rim of the sun	B
And dim the maids from the Queen s bower creep	K2
So grey is the sea when day is done	B
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And in the hall is little light	F2
And there standeth the Queen with cheeks full white	F2
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And soft the feet of women fall	J
From end to end of the King s great hall	J
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These bear the gold wrought cloths away	S
And in other wise the hall array	S
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Till all is black that hath been gold	L2
So heavy a tale there must be told	L2
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The morrow men looked on King Gorm and said	D
Hath he dreamed a dream or beheld the dead	D
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Why is he sad who should be gay	S
Why are the old man s lips so grey	S
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Slow paced the King adown the hall	J
Nor looked aside to either wall	J
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Till in high seat there he sat him down	M2
And deadly old men deemed him grown	I
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O Queen what thrall s hands durst do this	V
To strip my hall of mirth and bliss	V
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No thrall s hands in the hangings were	A
No thrall s hands made the tenters bare	A
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King s daughters hands have done the deed	N2
The hands of Denmark s Surety head	D
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Nought betters the deed thy word unsaid	D
Tell me that Knut my son is dead	D
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She said The doom on thee O King	O2
For thine own lips have said the thing	O2
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Men looked to see the King arise	P2
The death of men within his eyes	P2
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Men looked to see his bitter sword	Q2
That once cleared ships from board to board	Q2
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But in the hall no sword gleamed wide	R
His hand fell down along his side	R
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No red there came into his cheek	R2
He fell aback as one made weak	R2
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His wan cheek brushed the high seat s side	R
And in the noon of day he died	R
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So lieth King Gorm beneath the grass	S2
But from mouth to mouth this tale did pass	S2
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And Harald reigned and went his way	S
So fair upriseth the rim of the sun	B
And still is the story told to day	S
So grey is the sea when day is done	B