The Marriage of the Cid's Daughters CVI
To all this with due caution, know well they have agreed."Ha! King, my lord Alfonso much honored, for a signOf the parley that we held here, thou shalt take a gift of mine.I bring thee thirty palfreys that are trapped rich and well,And thirty fleet war-horses, each with a noble selle.Take them and I will kiss thy hand."The King Alfonso spake:"Deep in thy debt thou hast me. Thy present I will takeWhich thou givest. The Creator and all his saints accordFor the kindness thou hast done me that thou have a fair reward.Oh my lord Cid Roy Diaz, thou hast done me honor high.Full well thou cost my service, and well content am I.Mayst thou reap of me some harvest ere my life be at an end.Into God's hands I give thee. From the parley will I wend.Hail God in Heaven! grant us our treaty well to keep."
Words in this poem
- shalt
- 2d per. sing. of Shall.
- hast
- , 2d pers. sing. pres. of. Fave, contr. of havest.
- reap n.
- A bundle of grain; a handful of grain laid down by the reaper as it is cut. Wright. [Cf. AS. rip harvest. See Reap, v.]
- wend n.
- A large extent of ground; a perambulation; a circuit.
Definitions and etymologies from Webster's Unabridged Dictionary, 1913.
About this text
The Marriage of the Cid's Daughters CVI is in the public domain. This text is taken from The Lay of the Cid, Project Gutenberg ebook #6088, the R. Selden Rose and Leonard Bacon translation; the transcription's header, footer and licence were removed and nothing else was changed. You may copy, print and reuse it freely.
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Form and metre
The Marriage of the Cid's Daughters CVI is 15 lines in a single stanza. It is in rhyming couplets, 53% of the lines. The metre is iambic heptameter, measured from the stress the words themselves fix (confidence 79%). 90% of its stressed syllables fall where the metre puts the beat. The lines average 12.8 syllables. 20% of the lines run on without a stop at the line end.
See other poems in rhyming couplets, other poems in iambic heptameter.
Measured by Laurel's pipeline, not copied from a handbook: how stress and metre are counted, how rhyme is lettered, how a drifted rhyme is found. Where the dictionary cannot confirm a rhyme the letter is withheld, not guessed.
Rhyme words, stanza by stanza
The word that ends each line, lettered by the rhyme it makes; a dash is a line whose rhyme the dictionary could not confirm.
- 1 -AABB-CCDDEEFF- agreed · signA · mineA · wellB · selleB · hand · spakeC · takeC · accordD · rewardD · highE · iE · endF · wendF · keep
Scansion, line by line
Each line with its syllable count and the stresses the words themselves fix: / stressed, ˘ unstressed, · a syllable the word leaves free and the metre decides. Read against iambic heptameter. How this is done.
| Line | Syl. | Stress |
|---|---|---|
| To all this with due caution, know well they have agreed. | 13 | ·····/˘····˘/ |
| "Ha! King, my lord Alfonso much honored, for a sign | 13 | ········/˘··· |
| Of the parley that we held here, thou shalt take a gift of mine. | 15 | ··/˘··········· |
| I bring thee thirty palfreys that are trapped rich and well, | 13 | ···/˘/˘······ |
| And thirty fleet war-horses, each with a noble selle. | 13 | ·/˘··/˘···/˘· |
| Take them and I will kiss thy hand." | 8 | ········ |
| The King Alfonso spake: | 6 | ······ |
| "Deep in thy debt thou hast me. Thy present I will take | 13 | ········/˘··· |
| Which thou givest. The Creator and all his saints accord | 14 | ·····˘/˘····˘/ |
| For the kindness thou hast done me that thou have a fair reward. | 15 | ··/˘·········˘/ |
| Oh my lord Cid Roy Diaz, thou hast done me honor high. | 14 | ·····/·····/˘· |
| Full well thou cost my service, and well content am I. | 13 | ·····/˘··/˘·· |
| Mayst thou reap of me some harvest ere my life be at an end. | 15 | ······/˘······· |
| Into God's hands I give thee. From the parley will I wend. | 14 | ·········/˘··· |
| Hail God in Heaven! grant us our treaty well to keep." | 13 | ···/··/˘/˘··· |
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