Poet William Morris

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The Lay Of Christine Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: ABCBCD BEFED GDBDD HBIBD JKBKD GDFDD LCDCD MBNBD OPQPD ICRCD NDSDD TUVUD

TRANSLATED FROM THE ICELANDICA
Of silk my gear was shapenB
Scarlet they did on meC
Then to the sea strand was I borneB
And laid in a bark of the seaC
O well were I from the World awayD
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Befell it there I might not drownB
For God to me was goodE
The billows bare me up a landF
Where grew the fair green woodE
O well were I from the World awayD
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There came a Knight a ridingG
With three swains along the wayD
And he took me up the little oneB
On the sea sand as I layD
O well were I from the World awayD
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He took me up and bare me homeH
To the house that was his ownB
And there bode I so long with himI
That I was his love aloneB
O well were I from the World awayD
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But the very first night we lay abedJ
Befell his sorrow and harmK
That thither came the King s ill menB
And slew him on mine armK
O well were I from the World awayD
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There slew they Adalbright the KingG
Two of his swains slew theyD
But the third sailed swiftly from the landF
Sithence I saw him never a dayD
O well were I from the World awayD
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O wavering hope of this world s blissL
How shall men trow in theeC
My Grove of Gems is gone awayD
For mine eyes no more to seeC
O well were I from the World awayD
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Each hour the while my life shall lastM
Remembereth him aloneB
Such heavy sorrow have I gotN
From our meeting long agoneB
O well were I from the World awayD
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O early in the morning tideO
Men cry Christine the fairP
Art thou well content with that true loveQ
Thou sittest loving thereP
O well were I from the World awayD
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Ah yea so well I love himI
And so dear my love shall beC
That the very God of Heaven aloftR
Worshippeth him and meC
O well were I from the World awayD
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Ah all the red gold I have gotN
Well would I give to dayD
Only for this and nothing elseS
From the world to win awayD
O well were I from the World awayD
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Nay midst all folk upon the earthT
Keep thou thy ruddy goldU
And love withal the mighty lordV
That wedded thee of oldU
O well were I from the World awayD

William Morris



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