The Troubadour Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABAB CDCD EFEF DGDG HIHI JKJK DLDL MNMN COC HPHP QHQH RCRC HSHS TTTQ UVUV WMXM YQYQ MZMZ A2LA2L CB2CB2 NC2NC2 MD2MD2A troubadour he played | A |
Without a castle wall | B |
Within a hapless maid | A |
Responded to his call | B |
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Oh willow woe is me | C |
Alack and well a day | D |
If I were only free | C |
I'd hide me far away | D |
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Unknown her face and name | E |
But this he knew right well | F |
The maiden's wailing came | E |
From out a dungeon cell | F |
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A hapless woman lay | D |
Within that dungeon grim | G |
That fact I've heard him say | D |
Was quite enough for him | G |
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I will not sit or lie | H |
Or eat or drink I vow | I |
Till thou art free as I | H |
Or I as pent as thou | I |
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Her tears then ceased to flow | J |
Her wails no longer rang | K |
And tuneful in her woe | J |
The prisoned maiden sang | K |
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Oh stranger as you play | D |
I recognize your touch | L |
And all that I can say | D |
Is thank you very much | L |
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He seized his clarion straight | M |
And blew thereat until | N |
A warden oped the gate | M |
Oh what might be your will | N |
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I've come Sir Knave to see | C |
The master of these halls | O |
A maid unwillingly | C |
Lies prisoned in their walls ' | - |
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With barely stifled sigh | H |
That porter drooped his head | P |
With teardrops in his eye | H |
A many sir he said | P |
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He stayed to hear no more | Q |
But pushed that porter by | H |
And shortly stood before | Q |
SIR HUGH DE PECKHAM RYE | H |
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SIR HUGH he darkly frowned | R |
What would you sir with me | C |
The troubadour he downed | R |
Upon his bended knee | C |
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I've come DE PECKHAM RYE | H |
To do a Christian task | S |
You ask me what would I | H |
It is not much I ask | S |
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Release these maidens sir | T |
Whom you dominion o'er | T |
Particularly her | T |
Upon the second floor | Q |
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And if you don't my lord | U |
He here stood bolt upright | V |
And tapped a tailor's sword | U |
Come out you cad and fight | V |
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SIR HUGH he called and ran | W |
The warden from the gate | M |
Go show this gentleman | X |
The maid in Forty eight | M |
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By many a cell they past | Y |
And stopped at length before | Q |
A portal bolted fast | Y |
The man unlocked the door | Q |
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He called inside the gate | M |
With coarse and brutal shout | Z |
Come step it Forty eight | M |
And Forty eight stepped out | Z |
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They gets it pretty hot | A2 |
The maidens what we cotch | L |
Two years this lady's got | A2 |
For collaring a wotch | L |
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Oh ah indeed I see | C |
The troubadour exclaimed | B2 |
If I may make so free | C |
How is this castle named | B2 |
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The warden's eyelids fill | N |
And sighing he replied | C2 |
Of gloomy Pentonville | N |
This is the female side | C2 |
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The minstrel did not wait | M |
The Warden stout to thank | D2 |
But recollected straight | M |
He'd business at the Bank | D2 |
William Schwenck Gilbert
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