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    The French form RONDEAU REDOUBLED (also referred to as Rondeau Redoublé) is a six-stanza, twenty-five line structure where the first verse is used as a texte for glossing and the first part of the first line is a refrain.

    There are inherently two rhymes in the entire rondeau redoubled. The form is syllabic, and all lines except the final are of the same syllable counts. Generally the rondeau redouble has eight syllables per line (with exception of the last of course...)

    Example by J. W. Cooper:

    Quarrell With A Bit Part

    It makes no sense that I was made
    Within the play to turn and face
    My very ghost. (Like middle age,
    It's seen as a foreseen mistake).

    Now scan this scene of love and rage
    -- Some lie for love and some are laid,
    Some spew their spawn upon the stage:
    It makes no sense that I was made.

    At times the growing plot can make
    One feel a little out of place,
    With out-takes and an undertake
    Within the play to turn and face.

    The wraith appeared, the watchmen prayed
    -- I prayed and cursed a bit backstage,
    Alas, this act could not evade
    My very ghostlike middle age.

    Life's mysteries I must embrace,
    For all my acting cannot break
    My final curtain's open case
    -- It's seen as a foreseen mistake.

    As for the audience, some say
    That past the limelight sits my shade.
    All my life is but a play
    And yet to me from scene to fade
    It makes no sense.

    Posted By MsJacquiiC | Sep 12, 2006

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