Rose The Red And White Lily Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

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Child Part IVA
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O Rose the Red and White LillyB
Their mother dear was deadC
And their father married an ill womanD
Wishd them twa little guedeC
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Yet she had twa as fu fair sonsE
As eer brake manis breadC
And the tane of them loed her White LillyB
And the tither lood Rose the RedC
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O biggit ha they a bigly bowrF
And strawn it oer wi sanG
And there was mair mirth i the ladies' bowrF
Than in a' their father's lanG
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But out it spake their step motherF
Wha stood a little forebyH
I hope to live and play the prankI
Sal gar your loud sang lyJ
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She's calld upon her eldest sonD
Come here my son to meB
It fears me sair my eldest sonD
That ye maun sail the seaB
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Gin it fear you sair my mither dearF
Your bidding I maun deeB
But be never war to Rose the RedC
Than ye ha been to meB
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O had your tongue my eldest sonD
For sma sal be her partC
You'll nae get a kiss o her comely mouthK
Gin your very fair heart should breakL
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She's calld upon her youngest sonD
Come here my son to meB
It fears me sair my youngest sonD
That ye maun sail the seaB
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Gin it fear you sair my mither dearF
Your bidding I maun deeB
But be never war to White LillyB
Than ye ha been to meB
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O haud your tongue my youngest sonD
For sma sall be her partC
You'll neer get a kiss o her comely mouthK
Tho your very fair heart should breakL
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When Rose the Red and White LillyB
Saw their twa loves were ganeD
Then stopped ha they their loud loud sangM
And tane up the still moarninD
And their step mother stood listnin byJ
To hear the ladies' meanD
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Then out it spake her White LilyB
My sister we'll be ganeD
Why shou'd we stay in BarnsdaleB
To waste our youth in painD
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Then cutted ha they their green cloathingM
A little below their kneeD
And sae ha they their yallow hairF
A little aboon there breeD
And they've doen them to haely chapelB
Was christened by Our LadyeN
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There ha they changed their ain twa namesO
Sae far frae ony townD
And the tane o them hight Sweet WillyD
And the tither o them Roge the RounD
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Between this twa a vow was madeC
An they sware it to fulfilD
That at three blasts o a buglehornD
She'd come her sister tillD
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Now Sweet Willy's gane to the kingis courtC
Her true love for to seeD
And Roge the Roun to good green woodC
Brown Robin's man to beD
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As it fell out upon a dayC
They a did put the staneD
Full seven foot ayont them aP
She gard the puttin stane gangM
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She leand her back against an oakM
And gae a loud OhoneD
Then out it spake him Brown RobinD
But that's a woman's moanD
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Oh ken ye by my red rose lipQ
Or by my yallow hairF
Or ken ye by my milk white breastC
For ye never saw it bareF
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I ken no by your red rose lipQ
Nor by your yallow hairF
Nor ken I by your milk white breastC
For I never saw it bareF
But come to your bowr whaever sae likesR
Will find a ladye thereF
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Oh gin ye come to my bowr withinD
Thro fraud deceit or guileD
Wi this same bran that's in my hanD
I swear I will thee killD
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But I will come thy bowr withinD
An spear nae leave quoth heD
An this same bran that's i my banD
I sall ware back on theP
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About the tenth hour of the nightC
The ladie's bowr door was brokenD
An eer the first hour of the dayC
The bonny knave bairn was gottenD
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When days were gane and months were runD
The ladye took travailingM
And sair she cry'd for a bow'r womanD
For to wait her uponD
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Then out it spake him Brown RobinD
Now what needs a' this dinD
For what coud any woman doC
But I coud do the sameS
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Twas never my mither's fashion she saysT
Nor sall it ever be mineD
That belted knights shoud eer remainD
Where ladies dreed their pineD
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But ye take up that bugle hornD
An blaw a blast for meD
I ha a brother i the kingis courtC
Will come me quickly tiD
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O gin ye ha a brither on earthU
That ye love better nor meD
Ye blaw the horn yoursel he saysT
For ae blast I winna gieV
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She's set the horn till her mouthK
And she's blawn three blasts sae shrillD
Sweet Willy heard i the kingis courtC
And came her quickly tillD
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Then up it started Brown RobinD
An an angry man was heD
There comes nae man this bowr withinD
But first must fight wi meD
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O they hae fought that bowr withinD
Till the sun was gaing downD
Till drops o blude frae Rose the RedC
Cam trailing to the grounD
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She leand her back against the waW
Says Robin let a' beD
For it is a lady born and bredC
That's foughten sae well wi theeD
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O seven foot he lap a backM
Says Alas and wae is meD
I never wisht in a' my lifeA
A woman's blude to seeD
An ae for the sake of ae fair maidC
Whose name was White LillyD
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Then out it spake her White LillyD
An a hearty laugh laugh sheD
She's lived wi you this year an mairF
Tho ye kenntna it was sheD
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Now word has gane thro a' the lanD
Before a month was doneD
That Brown Robin's man in good green woodC
Had born a bonny young sonD
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The word has gane to the kingis courtC
An to the king himselD
Now by my fay the king could sayC
The like was never heard tellD
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Then out it spake him Bold ArthurF
An a hearty laugh laugh heD
I trow some may has playd the lounD
And fled her ain countryD
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Bring me my steed then cry'd the kingM
My bow and arrows keenD
I'll ride mysel to good green woodC
An see what's to be seenD
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An't please your grace said Bold ArthurF
My liege I'll gang you wiW
An try to fin a little foot pageV
That's strayd awa frae meD
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O they've hunted i the good green woodC
The buck but an the raeC
An they drew near Brown Robin's bowrC
About the close of dayC
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Then out it spake the king in hastC
Says Arthur look an seeD
Gin that be no your little foot pageV
That leans against yon treeD
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Then Arthur took his bugle hornD
An blew a blast sae shrillD
Sweet Willy started at the soundC
An ran him quickly tillD
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O wanted ye your meat WillyD
Or wanted ye your feeD
Or gat ye ever an angry wordC
That ye ran awa frae meD
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I wanted nought my master dearC
To me ye ay was goodC
I came but to see my ae brotherC
That wons in this green woodC
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Then out it spake the king againD
Says Bonny boy tell to meD
Wha lives into yon bigly bowrC
Stands by yon green oak treeC
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Oh pardon me says Sweet WillieC
My liege I dare no tellD
An I pray you go no near that bowrC
For fear they do you fellD
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Oh haud your tongue my bonny boyH
For I winna be said nayC
But I will gang that bowr withinD
Betide me weal or waeW
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They've lighted off their milk white steedsX
An saftly enterd inD
And there they saw her White LillyC
Nursing her bonny young sonD
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Now by the rood the king coud sayC
This is a comely sightC
I trow instead of a forrester's manD
This is a lady brightC
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Then out it spake her Rose the RedC
An fell low down on her kneeC
Oh pardon us my gracious liegeV
An our story I'll tell theeC
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Our father was a wealthy lordC
That wond in BarnsdaleC
But we had a wicked step motherC
That wrought us meickle baleC
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Yet she had twa as fu fair sonsE
As ever the sun did seeC
An the tane of them lood my sister dearC
An the tother said he lood meC
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Then out it spake him Bold ArthurC
As by the king he stoodC
Now by the faith o my bodyC
This shoud be Rose the RedC
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Then in it came him Brown RobinD
Frae hunting O the deerC
But whan he saw the king was thereC
He started back for fearC
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The king has taen him by the handC
An bide him naithing dreadC
Says Ye maun leave the good greenwoodC
Come to the court wi speedC
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Then up he took White Lilly's sonD
An set him on his kneeC
Says Gin ye live to wield a branD
My bowman ye sall beeC
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The king he sent for robes of greenD
An girdles o shinning goldC
He gart the ladies be arraydC
Most comely to beholdC
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They've done them unto Mary kirkM
An there gat fair weddingM
An fan the news spread oer the lanD
For joy the bells did ringM
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Then out it spake her Rose the RedC
An a hearty laugh laugh sheC
I wonder what would our step dame sayC
Gin she his sight did seeC

Andrew Lang



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