The Queen's Marie Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABAB ACAD AEAE FAFA FGAG AGHG AGI AJKLMN AOAPI AGQ AGA RANA SATA AGU AAAA VGA WGAX FGYG WGAG ABZB AMZM WGA2G WGA2X A2GA2G AGAMarie Hamilton's to the kirk gane | A |
Wi ribbons in her hair | B |
The king thought mair o Marie Hamilton | A |
Than ony that were there | B |
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Marie Hamilton's to the kirk gane | A |
Wi ribbons on her breast | C |
The king thought mair o Marie Hamilton | A |
Than he listend to the priest | D |
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Marie Hamilton's to the kirk gane | A |
Wi gloves upon her hands | E |
The king thought mair o Marie Hamilton | A |
Than the queen and a' her lands | E |
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She hadna been about the king's court | F |
A month but barely one | A |
Till she was beloved by a' the king's court | F |
And the king the only man | A |
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She hadna been about the king's court | F |
A month but barely three | G |
Till frae the king's court Marie Hamilton | A |
Marie Hamilton durst na be | G |
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The king is to the Abbey gane | A |
To pu the Abbey tree | G |
To scale the babe frae Marie's heart | H |
But the thing it wadna be | G |
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O she has rowd it in her apron | A |
And set it on the sea | G |
'Gae sink ye or swim ye bonny babe | I |
Ye's get na mair o me ' | - |
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Word is to the kitchen gane | A |
And word is to the ha | J |
And word is to the noble room | K |
Amang the ladyes a' | L |
That Marie Hamilton's brought to bed | M |
And the bonny babe's mist and awa | N |
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Scarcely had she lain down again | A |
And scarcely faen asleep | O |
When up then started our gude queen | A |
Just at her bed feet | P |
Saying 'Marie Hamilton where's your babe | I |
For I am sure I heard it greet ' | - |
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'O no O no my noble queen | A |
Think no such thing to be | G |
'Twas but a stitch into my side | Q |
And sair it troubles me ' | - |
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'Get up get up Marie Hamilton | A |
Get up and follow me | G |
For I am going to Edinburgh town | A |
A rich wedding for to see ' | - |
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O slowly slowly raise she up | R |
And slowly put she on | A |
And slowly rode she out the way | N |
Wi mony a weary groan | A |
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The queen was clad in scarlet | S |
Her merry maids all in green | A |
And every town that they cam to | T |
They took Marie for the queen | A |
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'Ride hooly hooly gentlemen | A |
Ride hooly now wi' me | G |
For never I am sure a wearier burd | U |
Rade in your cumpanie ' | - |
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But little wist Marie Hamilton | A |
When she rade on the brown | A |
That she was ga'en to Edinburgh town | A |
And a' to be put down | A |
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'Why weep ye so ye burgess wives | V |
Why look ye so on me | G |
O I am going to Edinburgh town | A |
A rich wedding for to see ' | - |
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When she gaed up the Tolbooth stairs | W |
The corks frae her heels did flee | G |
And lang or eer she cam down again | A |
She was condemned to die | X |
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When she cam to the Netherbow Port | F |
She laughed loud laughters three | G |
But when she cam to the gallows foot | Y |
The tears blinded her ee | G |
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'Yestreen the queen had four Maries | W |
The night she'll hae but three | G |
There was Marie Seaton and Marie Beaten | A |
And Marie Carmichael and me | G |
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'O often have I dressd my queen | A |
And put gold upon her hair | B |
But now I've gotten for my reward | Z |
The gallows to be my share | B |
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'Often have I dressd my queen | A |
And often made her bed | M |
But now I've gotten for my reward | Z |
The gallows tree to tread | M |
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'I charge ye all ye mariners | W |
When ye sail ower the faem | G |
Let neither my father nor mother get wit | A2 |
But that I'm coming hame | G |
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'I charge ye all ye mariners | W |
That sail upon the sea | G |
Let neither my father nor mother get wit | A2 |
This dog's death I'm to die | X |
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'For if my father and mother got wit | A2 |
And my bold brethren three | G |
O mickle wad be the gude red blude | A2 |
This day wad be spilt for me | G |
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'O little did my mother ken | A |
The day she cradled me | G |
The lands I was to travel in | A |
Or the death I was to die ' | - |
Andrew Lang
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