May Colven Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: A BCBC DEFG HIJI KALA KAMA KKAN KKAN KAKA OAPA KKHQ KAQA QAHQ QKKK KEQG QAQA RQQQ SAKAChild Part I p | A |
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False Sir John a wooing came | B |
To a maid of beauty fair | C |
May Colven was this lady's name | B |
Her father's only heir | C |
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He wood her butt he wood her ben | D |
He wood her in the ha | E |
Until he got this lady's consent | F |
To mount and ride awa | G |
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He went down to her father's bower | H |
Where all the steeds did stand | I |
And he's taken one of the best steeds | J |
That was in her father's land | I |
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He's got on and she's got on | K |
As fast as they could flee | A |
Until they came to a lonesome part | L |
A rock by the side of the sea | A |
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Loup off the steed says false Sir John | K |
Your bridal bed you see | A |
For I have drowned seven young ladies | M |
The eighth one you shall be | A |
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Cast off cast off my May Colven | K |
All and your silken gown | K |
For it's oer good and oer costly | A |
To rot in the salt sea foam | N |
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Cast off cast off my May Colven | K |
All and your embroiderd shoen | K |
For oer good and oer costly | A |
To rot in the salt sea foam | N |
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O turn you about O false Sir John | K |
And look to the leaf of the tree | A |
For it never became a gentleman | K |
A naked woman to see | A |
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He turned himself straight round about | O |
To look to the leaf of the tree | A |
So swift as May Colven was | P |
To throw him in the sea | A |
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O help O help my May Colven | K |
O help or else I'll drown | K |
I'll take you home to your father's bower | H |
And set you down safe and sound | Q |
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No help no help O false Sir John | K |
No help nor pity thee | A |
Tho' seven kings' daughters you have drownd | Q |
But the eighth shall not be me | A |
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So she went on her father's steed | Q |
As swift as she could flee | A |
And she came home to her father's bower | H |
Before it was break of day | Q |
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Up then and spoke the pretty parrot | Q |
May Colven where have you been | K |
What has become of false Sir John | K |
That woo'd you so late the streen | K |
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He woo'd you butt he woo'd you ben | K |
He woo'd you in the ha | E |
Until he got your own consent | Q |
For to mount and gang awa | G |
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O hold your tongue my pretty parrot | Q |
Lay not the blame upon me | A |
Your cup shall be of the flowered gold | Q |
Your cage of the root of the tree | A |
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Up then spake the king himself | R |
In the bed chamber where he lay | Q |
What ails the pretty parrot | Q |
That prattles so long or day | Q |
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There came a cat to my cage door | S |
It almost a worried me | A |
And I was calling on May Colven | K |
To take the cat from me | A |
Andrew Lang
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