The Lay Of Christine. Translated From The Icelandic Poem Rhyme Scheme

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Of silk my gear was shapen	A
Scarlet they did on me	B
Then to the sea strand was I borne	A
And laid in a bark of the sea	B
O well were I from the World away	C
	-
Befell it there I might not drown	A
For God to me was good	D
The billows bare me up a land	E
Where grew the fair green wood	D
O well were I from the World away	C
	-
There came a Knight a riding	F
With three swains along the way	C
And he took me up the little one	A
On the sea sand as I lay	C
O well were I from the World away	C
	-
He took me up and bare me home	G
To the house that was his own	A
And there bode I so long with him	H
That I was his love alone	A
O well were I from the World away	C
	-
But the very first night we lay abed	I
Befell his sorrow and harm	J
That thither came the King's ill men	A
And slew him on mine arm	J
O well were I from the World away	C
	-
There slew they Adalbright the King	F
Two of his swains slew they	C
But the third sailed swiftly from the land	E
Sithence I saw him never a day	C
O well were I from the World away	C
	-
O wavering hope of this world's bliss	K
How shall men trow in thee	B
My Grove of Gems is gone away	C
For mine eyes no more to see	B
O well were I from the World away	C
	-
Each hour the while my life shall last	L
Remembereth him alone	A
Such heavy sorrow have I got	M
From our meeting long agone	A
O well were I from the World away	C
	-
O early in the morning tide	N
Men cry Christine the fair	O
Art thou well content with that true love	P
Thou sittest loving there	O
O well were I from the World away	C
	-
Ah yea so well I love him	H
And so dear my love shall be	B
That the very God of Heaven aloft	Q
Worshippeth him and me	B
O well were I from the World away	C
	-
Ah all the red gold I have got	M
Well would I give to day	C
Only for this and nothing else	R
From the world to win away	C
O well were I from the World away	C
	-
Nay midst all folk upon the earth	S
Keep thou thy ruddy gold	T
And love withal the mighty lord	U
That wedded thee of old	T
O well were I from the World away	C

William Morris

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