The Glove and the Lions by Leigh Hunt
The Glove and the Lions
BY LEIGH HUNT
King Francis was a hearty king, and loved a royal sport,
And one day as his lions fought, sat looking on the court;
The nobles filled the benches, and the ladies in their pride,
And 'mongst them sat the Count de Lorge, with one for whom he sighed:
And truly 'twas a gallant thing to see that crowning show,
Valour and love, and a king above, and the royal beasts below.
Ramped and roared the lions, with horrid laughing jaws;
They bit, they glared, gave blows like beams, a wind went with their paws;
With wallowing might and stifled roar they rolled on one another;
Till all the pit with sand and mane was in a thunderous smother;
The bloody foam above the bars came whisking through the air;
Said Francis then, "Faith, gentlemen, we're better here than there."
De Lorge's love o'erheard the King, a beauteous lively dame
With smiling lips and sharp bright eyes, which always seemed the same;
She thought, the Count my lover is brave as brave can be;
He surely would do wondrous things to show his love of me;
King, ladies, lovers, all look on; the occasion is divine;
I'll drop my glove, to prove his love; great glory will be mine.
She dropped her glove, to prove his love, then looked at him and smiled;
He bowed, and in a moment leaped among the lions wild:
The leap was quick, return was quick, he has regained his place,
Then threw the glove, but not with love, right in the lady's face.
"By God!" said Francis, "rightly done!" and he rose from where he sat:
"No love," quoth he, "but vanity, sets love a task like that."
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words and their meaning |
King Francis
was a hearty king, and loved a royal sport, |
Hearty = genuine in
feeling/lively, Royal = related to King or
crown |
And one day
as his lions fought, sat looking on the court; |
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The nobles
filled the benches, and the ladies in their pride, |
Pride = elegance |
And 'mongst
them sat the Count de Lorge, with one for whom he sighed: |
Mongst = among, sighed = loved |
And truly
'twas a gallant thing to see that crowning show, |
Gallant = brave, crowning = good
and important |
Valour and
love, and a king above, and the royal beasts below. |
Valour = bravery, royal beasts
= royal lions |
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Ramped and
roared the lions, with horrid laughing jaws; |
Ramp= rear up on the hind
legs, roar = a full deep cry of a
lion, Laughing jaws – showing teeth |
They bit,
they glared, gave blows like beams, a wind went with their paws; |
Glare = stare in anger, give
blow= strike, a wind went= it produced blow of air |
With
wallowing might and stifled roar they rolled on one another; |
Wallow= to roll about or lie
in mud, might = strength/ power, wallowing might= show power even after lying
down under, stifled roar = muffled roar |
Till all the
pit with sand and mane was in a thunderous smother; |
Mane= lion’s hair on the neck,
thunderous = creating sound like thunder, smother - muffle |
The bloody
foam above the bars came whisking through the air; |
Foam= foam from lions’ saliva,
whisk= move quickly |
Said Francis
then, "Faith, gentlemen, we're better here than there." |
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De Lorge's
love o'erheard the King, a beauteous lively dame |
Beauteous = beautiful, dame= a
woman with great honour |
With smiling
lips and sharp bright eyes, which always seemed the same; |
|
She thought,
the Count my lover is brave as brave can be; |
|
He surely
would do wondrous things to show his love of me; |
Wondrous= wonderful |
King, ladies,
lovers, all look on; the occasion is divine; |
|
I'll drop my glove,
to prove his love; great glory will be mine.
|
|
She dropped her
glove, to prove his love, then looked at him and smiled;
|
|
He bowed, and in a
moment leaped among the lions wild:
|
Leap= jump |
The leap was quick,
return was quick, he has regained his place,
|
|
Then threw the glove,
but not with love, right in the lady's face.
|
|
"By God!"
said Francis, "rightly done!" and he rose from where he sat:
|
|
"No love,"
quoth he, "but vanity, sets love a task like that."
|
Quoth = said, Vanity = excessive desire for praise |
Stanza 1
King Francis was a hearty king, and loved a royal
sport,
And one day as his lions fought, sat looking on the court;
The nobles filled the benches, and the ladies in their pride,
And 'mongst them sat the Count de Lorge, with one for whom he sighed:
And truly 'twas a gallant thing to see that crowning show,
Valour and love, and a king above, and the royal beasts below.
Paraphrase Stanza 1
Ramped and roared the lions, with horrid laughing
jaws;
They bit, they glared, gave blows like beams, a wind went with their
paws;
With wallowing might and stifled roar they rolled on one another;
Till all the pit with sand and mane was in a thunderous smother;
The bloody foam above the bars came whisking through the air;
Said Francis then, "Faith, gentlemen, we're better here than
there."
Stanza 2 Explanation:
This stanza describes the intense fight between the lions. Their powerful actions are described in great detail, creating a terrifying and violent atmosphere. The king observes calmly, suggesting that watching is far safer than participating.
Literary Devices:
Onomatopoeia: “Roared,” “whisking” – creates a vivid auditory effect.
Simile: “Gave blows like beams” – comparing the lions’ blows to strong beams emphasizes their power.
Imagery: Descriptions like “bloody foam” and “sand and mane in a thunderous smother” evoke violent and chaotic visuals.
Irony: The king’s remark “we’re better here than there” is both humorous and wise, highlighting.
Stanza 3
De Lorge's love o'erheard the King, a beauteous
lively dame
With smiling lips and sharp bright eyes, which always seemed the same;
She thought, the Count my lover is brave as brave can be;
He surely would do wondrous things to show his love of me;
King, ladies, lovers, all look on; the occasion is divine;
I'll drop my glove, to prove his love; great glory will be mine.
Paraphrase Stanza 3
Stanza 4
She dropped her glove, to prove his love, then
looked at him and smiled;
He bowed, and in a moment leaped among the lions wild:
The leap was quick, return was quick, he has regained his place,
Then threw the glove, but not with love, right in the lady's face.
"By God!" said Francis, "rightly done!" and he rose
from where he sat:
"No love," quoth he, "but vanity, sets love a task like
that."
Summary of The Glove and the Lions by Leigh Hunt
Analysis of The Glove and the Lions by Leigh Hunt
Themes
Chivalry vs. Vanity
Courage and Honor
Love and Manipulation
Imagery
Irony
Symbolism
Alliteration
Dramatic Contrast
Tone and Mood
Conclusion
Answer Key for MCQs – "The Glove and the Lions"
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