Grif, Of The Bloody Hand Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

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In an immense wood in the south of KentA
There lived a band of robbers which caused the people discontentA
And the place they infested was called the WealdA
Where they robbed wayside travellers and left them dead on the fieldA
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Their leader was called Grif of the Bloody HandA
And so well skilled in sword practice there's few could him withstandA
And sometimes they robbed villages when nothing else could be gainedA
In the year of when King Edward the III reignedA
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The dress the robbers wore was deep coloured blackB
And in courage and evil deeds they didn't lackB
And Grif Of the Bloody Hand called them his devilsC
Because they were ever ready to perform all kinds of illsD
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'Twas towards the close of a very stormy dayA
A stranger walked through the wood in search of Grif without dismayA
And as the daylight faded he quickened his pace and ranE
Never suspecting that in his rear he was followed by a manE
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And as the man to the stranger drew nearF
He demanded in a gruff voice what seek you hereG
And when the stranger saw him he trembled with fearF
Because upon his head he wore a steel helmet and in his hand he bore a spearF
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What seek you here repeated the dark habited manE
Come sir speak out and answer me if you canE
Are you then one of the devils demanded the stranger faintlyH
That I am said the man now what matters that to theeH
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Then repeated the stranger sir you have put me to a standA
But if I guess aright you are Grif of the Bloody HandA
That I am replied Grif and to confess it I'm not afraidA
Oh Well then I require your service and you'll be well paidA
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But first I must know thy name I that's the pointA
Then you shall have the help of my band conjointA
Before any of my men on your mission goesI
Well then replied the stranger call me Martin DuboisJ
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Well sir come tell me what you want as quick as you canE
Well then replied Dubois do you know one Halbert EveshamA
That dwells in the little village of BrenchleyH
Who has a foster child called Violet Evesham of rare beautyA
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And you seek my aid to carry her offK
Ha Ha A love affair nay do not think I scoffK
For you shall enjoy her sir before this time to morrowL
If that will satisfy you or help to drown your sorrowL
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And now sir what is your terms with meA
Before I carry off Violet Evesham from the village of BrenchleyH
Well Grif one thousand marks shall be the payA
'Tis agreed then cried Grif and you shall enjoy her without delayA
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Then the bargains struck uttered Grif how many men will you requireM
Come sir speak you can have all of my band if you desireM
Oh thanks sir replied Dubois I consider four men will doA
That's to say sir if the four men's courage be trueA
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And to morrow sir send the men to Brenchley without delayA
And remember one thousand marks will be the payA
And the plan I propose is to carry her to the woodA
And I will be there to receive her the plan is goodA
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And on the next morning Grif of the bloody HandA
Told off four of his best men and gave them strict commandA
To carry off Violet Evesham from the village of BrenchleyA
And to go about it fearlessly and to make no delayA
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And when ye have captured her carry her to the woodA
Now remember men I wish my injunctions to be understoodA
All right captain we'll do as we've been toldA
And carry her off all right for the sake of the goldA
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So on the next morning before the villagers were out of bedA
The four robbers marched into the village of Brenchley without any dreadA
And boldly entered Violet Evesham's house and carried her awayA
While loudly the beautiful girl shrieked in dismayA
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But when her old father missed her through the village he ranE
And roused the villagers to a manE
And a great number of them gathered and Wat Tyler at their headA
And all armed to the teeth and towards the wood they quickly spedA
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And once within the wood Wat Tyler cried where is Violet EveshamA
Then Grif of the Bloody Hand cried what ails the manE
My dear sir I assure you that Violet Evesham is not hereG
Therefore good people I advise ye to retire from hereG
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No I'll not back cried Wat Tyler until I rescue Violet EveshamA
Therefore liar and devil defend thyself if you canE
Ay replied Grif that I will thou braggart loonN
And with my sword you silly boy prepare to meet thy doomA
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Then they rained their blows on each other as thick as hailA
Until at last Grif's strength began to failA
Then Wat leaped upon him and threw him to the groundA
Then his men fled into the wood that were standing aroundA
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Then the villagers shouted hurrah for Wat Tyler and victoryA
And to search for Violet Evesham they willingly did agreeA
And they searched the wood and found her at the foot of a treeA
And when she was taken home the villagers danced with gleeA
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And 'tis said Wat Tyler married Violet EveshamA
And there was great rejoicing among the villagers at the marriage so grandA
And Wat Tyler captured Dubois and bound him to a treeA
And left him there struggling hard to gain his libertyA

William Topaz Mcgonagall



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