A Ballad Of The Sound Of Mull'1588 Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: ABAC DAEA FGHG AABA IJKJ AALA MALA NAOP BEJE QAQB QAQA AABA BRBR QASA AABA TABA QUVW AAQA CAXA QAVA

The Queen o' Spain had an ill gude manA
The carle was auld and greyB
She has keeked in the glass at Hallow eenA
A better chance to spaeC
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She's kaimit out her lang black hairD
That fell below her kneeA
She's ta'en the apple in her handE
To see what she might seeA
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Then first she saw her ain fair faceF
And then the glass grew whiteG
And syne as black as the mouth o' HellH
Or the sky on a winter nightG
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But last she saw the bonniest manA
That ever her eyes had seenA
His hair was gold and his eyes were greyB
And his plaid was red and greenA
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Oh the Spanish men are unco blackI
And unco blate she saidJ
And they wear their mantles swart and sideK
No the bonny green and redJ
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Oh where shall I find sic a manA
That is the man for meA
She has filled a ship wi' the gude red goldL
And she has ta'en the seaA
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And she's sailed west and she's sailed eastM
And mony a man she's seenA
But never the man wi' the hair o' goldL
And the plaid o' red and greenA
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And she's sailed east and she's sailed westN
Till she cam' to a narrow seaA
The water ran like a river in spateO
And the hills were wondrous hieP
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And there she spied a bonny bayB
And houses on the strandE
And there the man in the green and redJ
Came rowing frae the landE
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Says Welcome here ye bonny maidQ
Ye're welcome here for meA
Are ye the Lady o' merry ElflandQ
Or the Queen o' some far countrieB
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I am na the Lady o' fair ElflandQ
But I am the Queen o' SpainA
He's lowted low and kissed her handQ
Says They ca' me the McLeanA
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Then it's a' for the aefold love o' theeA
That I hae sailed the faemA
But out and alas he has answered herB
For I hae a wife at hameA
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Ye maun cast her into a massymoreB
Or away on a tide swept isleR
But out and alas he's answered herB
For my wife's o' the bluid o' ArgyllR
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Oh they twa sat and they twa gratQ
And made their weary maenA
Till McLean has ridden to Dowart CastleS
And left the Queen her laneA
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His wife was a Campbell fair and fauseA
Says Lachlan where hae ye beenA
Oh I hae been at TobermoryB
And kissed the hand o' a QueenA
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Oh we maun send the Queen a stagT
And grouse for her propineA
And we'll send her a cask o' the usquebaughB
And a butt o' the red French wineA
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She has put a bomb in the clairet buttQ
And eke a burning loweU
She has sent them away wi' her little foot pageV
That cam' frae the black LochowW
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The morn McLean rade forth to seeA
The last blink o' his QueenA
There stude her ship in the harbour gudeQ
Upon the water greenA
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But there cam' a crash like a thunder clapC
And a cloud on the water greenA
The bonny ship in flinders flewX
And drooned was the bonny QueenA
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McLean he speirit nor gude nor badQ
His skian dubh he's ta'enA
And he's cuttit the throat o' that fause foot pageV
And sundered his white hausebaneA

Andrew Lang



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