Son Davie! Son Davie! Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: A BCBD ECED FCFD GCGD FCFD HCHD ICJD KCKD LCLD MCMD NCOD PCPD| Mackay | A |
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| What bluid's that on thy coat lap | B |
| Son Davie Son Davie | C |
| What bluid's that on thy coat lap | B |
| And the truth come tell to me O | D |
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| It is the bluid of my great hawk | E |
| Mother lady Mother lady | C |
| It is the bluid of my great hawk | E |
| And the truth I hae tald to thee O | D |
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| Hawk's bluid was ne'er sae red | F |
| Son Davie Son Davie | C |
| Hawk's bluid was ne'er sae red | F |
| And the truth come tell to me O | D |
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| It is the bluid of my grey hound | G |
| Mother lady Mother lady | C |
| It is the bluid of my grey hound | G |
| And it wudna rin for me O | D |
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| Hound's bluid was ne'er sae red | F |
| Son Davie Son Davie | C |
| Hound's bluid was ne'er sae red | F |
| And the truth come tell to me O | D |
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| It is the bluid o' my brother John | H |
| Mother lady Mother lady | C |
| It is the bluid o' my brother John | H |
| And the truth I hae tald to thee O | D |
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| What about did the plea begin | I |
| Son Davie Son Davie | C |
| It began about the cutting o' a willow wand | J |
| That would never hae been a tree O | D |
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| What death dost thou desire to die | K |
| Son Davie Son Davie | C |
| What death dost thou desire to die | K |
| And the truth come tell to me O | D |
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| I'll set my foot in a bottomless ship | L |
| Mother lady mother lady | C |
| I'll set my foot in a bottomless ship | L |
| And ye'll never see mair o' me O | D |
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| What wilt thou leave to thy poor wife | M |
| Son Davie Son Davie | C |
| Grief and sorrow all her life | M |
| And she'll never get mair frae me O | D |
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| What wilt thou leave to thy young son | N |
| Son Davie son Davie | C |
| The weary warld to wander up and down | O |
| And he'll never get mair o' me O | D |
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| What wilt thou leave to thy mother dear | P |
| Son Davie Son Davie | C |
| A fire o' coals to burn her wi' hearty cheer | P |
| And she'll never get mair o' me O | D |
Andrew Lang
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