This is somewhat of the nature of rhyme, and was all our Anglo-Saxon forefathers had of the kind.

Their Norman conquerors brought in rhyme, regularity of measure, and division into stanzas, with many refinements of versification now regarded, with some justice and a little more injustice, as peurilities.

Strange as it may seem, the peculiar rhythmic movement of the Anglo-Saxon verse is even yet the most popular of all measures.

Its representative is now that kind of verse which is measured not by the number of syllables, but by the number of _accented_ syllables.

The bulk of the nation is yet Anglo-Saxon in its blind poetic tastes.
Before taking my leave of this mode, I would give one fine specimen from another poem, lately printed, for the first time in full, from Bishop Percy's manuscript.