The Brothers Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABABCBCBDBDBCBCBEBEB FBFBGBGBEBEBHBHBIBIB JBJBCBCBEBEBKBKBLBLB GBGBKBKBIBIBLBLBMBNB| There were twa brethren fell on strife | A |
| Sweet fruits are sair to gather | B |
| The tane has reft his brother of life | A |
| And the wind wears owre the heather | B |
| There were twa brethren fell to fray | C |
| Sweet fruits are sair to gather | B |
| The tane is clad in a cloak of clay | C |
| And the wind wears owre the heather | B |
| O loud and loud was the live man's cry | D |
| Sweet fruits are sair to gather | B |
| Would God the dead and the slain were I | D |
| And the wind wears owre the heather | B |
| O sair was the wrang and sair the fray | C |
| Sweet fruits are sair to gather | B |
| But liefer had love be slain than slay | C |
| And the wind wears owre the heather | B |
| O sweet is the life that sleeps at hame | E |
| Sweet fruits are sair to gather | B |
| But I maun wake on a far sea's faem | E |
| And the wind wears owre the heather | B |
| And women are fairest of a' things fair | F |
| Sweet fruits are sair to gather | B |
| But never shall I kiss woman mair | F |
| And the wind wears owre the heather | B |
| Between the birk and the aik and the thorn | G |
| Sweet fruits are sair to gather | B |
| He's laid his brother to lie forlorn | G |
| And the wind wears owre the heather | B |
| Between the bent and the burn and the broom | E |
| Sweet fruits are sair to gather | B |
| He's laid him to sleep till dawn of doom | E |
| And the wind wears owre the heather | B |
| He's tane him owre the waters wide | H |
| Sweet fruits are sair to gather | B |
| Afar to fleet and afar to bide | H |
| And the wind wears owre the heather | B |
| His hair was yellow his cheek was red | I |
| Sweet fruits are sair to gather | B |
| When he set his face to the wind and fled | I |
| And the wind wears owre the heather | B |
| His banes were stark and his een were bright | J |
| Sweet fruits are sair to gather | B |
| When he set his face to the sea by night | J |
| And the wind wears owre the heather | B |
| His cheek was wan and his hair was grey | C |
| Sweet fruits are sair to gather | B |
| When he came back hame frae the wide world's way | C |
| And the wind wears owre the heather | B |
| His banes were weary his een were dim | E |
| Sweet fruits are sair to gather | B |
| And nae man lived and had mind of him | E |
| And the wind wears owre the heather | B |
| O whatten a wreck wad they seek on land | K |
| Sweet fruits are sair to gather | B |
| That they houk the turf to the seaward hand | K |
| And the wind wears owre the heather | B |
| O whatten a prey wad they think to take | L |
| Sweet fruits are sair to gather | B |
| That they delve the dykes for a dead man's sake | L |
| And the wind wears owre the heather | B |
| A bane of the dead in his hand he's tane | G |
| Sweet fruits are sair to gather | B |
| And the red blood brak frae the dead white bane | G |
| And the wind wears owre the heather | B |
| He's cast it forth of his auld faint hand | K |
| Sweet fruits are sair to gather | B |
| And the red blood ran on the wan wet sand | K |
| And the wind wears owre the heather | B |
| O whatten a slayer is this they said | I |
| Sweet fruits are sair to gather | B |
| That the straik of his hand should raise his dead | I |
| And the wind wears owre the heather | B |
| O weel is me for the sign I take | L |
| Sweet fruits are sair to gather | B |
| That now I may die for my auld sin's sake | L |
| And the wind wears owre the heather | B |
| For the dead was in wait now fifty year | M |
| Sweet fruits are sair to gather | B |
| And now shall I die for his blood's sake here | N |
| And the wind wears owre the heather | B |
Algernon Charles Swinburne
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