Clerk Saunders Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABCDE FGHD DIJD DDKL MDHD DNOD MPQP MDBD DCDE DGRD ISDS QDTD DDTU JDDU JDVD| A | |
| Whan bells war rung an mass was sung | B |
| A wat a' man to bed were gone | C |
| Clark Sanders came to Margret's window | D |
| With mony a sad sigh and groan | E |
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| quot Are ye sleeping Margret quot he says | F |
| quot Or are ye waking presentlie | G |
| Give me my faith and trouthe again | H |
| A wat trew love I gied to thee quot | D |
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| quot Your faith and trouth ye's never get | D |
| Nor our trew love shall never twain | I |
| Till ye come with me in my bower | J |
| And kiss me both cheek and chin quot | D |
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| quot My mouth it is full cold Margret | D |
| It has the smell now of the ground | D |
| And if I kiss thy comely mouth | K |
| Thy life days will not be long | L |
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| quot Cocks are crowing a merry mid larf | M |
| I wat the wild fule boded day | D |
| Gie me my faith and trouthe again | H |
| And let me fare me on my way quot | D |
| - | |
| quot Thy faith and trouth thou shall na get | D |
| Nor our trew love shall never twin | N |
| Till ye tell me what comes of women | O |
| Awat that dy's in strong traveling quot | D |
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| quot Their beds are made in the heavens high | M |
| Down at the foot of our good Lord's knee | P |
| Well set about wi gilly flowers | Q |
| A wat sweet company for to see | P |
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| quot O cocks are crowing a merry middlarf | M |
| A wat the wilde foule boded day | D |
| The salms of Heaven will be sung | B |
| And ere now I'le be misst away quot | D |
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| Up she has tain a bright long wand | D |
| And she has straked her trouth thereon | C |
| She has given it him out at the shot window | D |
| Wi many a sad sigh and heavy groan | E |
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| quot I thank you Margret I thank you Margret | D |
| And I thank you hartilie | G |
| Gine ever the dead come for the quick | R |
| Be sure Margret I'll come again for thee quot | D |
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| It's hose an shoon an gound alane | I |
| She clame the wall and followed him | S |
| Untill she came to a green forest | D |
| On this she lost the sight of him | S |
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| quot Is their any room at your head Sanders | Q |
| Is their any room at your feet | D |
| Or any room at your twa sides | T |
| Whare fain fain woud I sleep quot | D |
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| quot Their is na room at my head Margret | D |
| Their is na room at my feet | D |
| There is room at my twa sides | T |
| For ladys for to sleep | U |
| - | |
| quot Cold meal is my covering owre | J |
| But an my winding sheet | D |
| My bed it is full low I say | D |
| Down among the hongerey worms I sleep | U |
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| quot Cold meal is my covering owre | J |
| But an my winding sheet | D |
| The dew it falls na sooner down | V |
| Then ay it is full weet quot | D |
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