Edward, Edward. A Scottish Ballad Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: A BCB DED FCF GEG HCH IEI JCJ KEK LCL MEM NCN NEN ICI OEO P CCC COC CCC COC OCO OOO CCC COC QCQ NON NCN NON OCO OOOMODERN TRANSLATION original below | A |
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'Why does your sword so drip with blood | B |
Edward Edward | C |
Why does your sword so drip with blood | B |
And why so sad are ye O ' | - |
'O I have killed my hawk so good | D |
Mother mother | E |
O I have killed my hawk so good | D |
And I had no more but he O ' | - |
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'Your hawk's blood was never so red | F |
Edward Edward | C |
Your hawk s blood was never so red | F |
My dear son I tell thee O ' | - |
'O I have killed my red roan steed | G |
Mother mother | E |
O I have killed my red roan steed | G |
That once was so fair and free O ' | - |
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'Your steed was old and we have got more | H |
Edward Edward | C |
Your steed was old and we have got more | H |
Some other evil ye fear O ' | - |
'O I have killed my father dear | I |
Mother mother | E |
O I have killed my father dear | I |
Alas and woe is me O ' | - |
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'And what penance will ye suffer for that | J |
Edward Edward | C |
And what penance will ye suffer for that | J |
My dear son now tell me O ' | - |
'I'll set my feet in yonder boat | K |
Mother mother | E |
I ll set my feet in yonder boat | K |
And I ll fare over the sea O ' | - |
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'And what will ye do with your towers and your halls | L |
Edward Edward | C |
And what will ye do with your towers and your halls | L |
That were sae fair to see O ' | - |
'I ll let them stand till they down fall | M |
Mother mother | E |
I ll let them stand till they down fall | M |
For here never more may I be O ' | - |
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'And what will ye leave to your children and your wife | N |
Edward Edward | C |
And what will ye leave to your children and your wife | N |
When ye go over the sea O ' | - |
'The world is large let them beg through life | N |
Mother mother | E |
The world is large let them beg throw life | N |
For them never more will I see O ' | - |
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'And what will ye leave to your own mother dear | I |
Edward Edward | C |
And what will ye leave to your own mother dear | I |
My dear son now tell me O ' | - |
'The curse of hell from me shall you bear | O |
Mother mother | E |
The curse of hell from me shall you bear | O |
Such counsels you gave to me O ' | - |
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OLD SCOTS VERSION | P |
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'Quhy dois zour brand sae drop wi' bluid | C |
Edward Edward | C |
Quhy dois zour brand sae drop wi' bluid | C |
And quhy sae sad gang zee O ' | - |
'O I hae killed my hauke sae guid | C |
Mither mither | O |
O I hae killed my hauke sae guid | C |
And I had nae mair bot hee O ' | - |
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'Zour haukis bluid was nevir sae reid | C |
Edward Edward | C |
Zour haukis bluid was never sae reid | C |
My deir son I tell thee O ' | - |
'O I hae killed my reid roan steid | C |
Mither mither | O |
O I hae killed my reid roan steid | C |
That erst was sae fair and free O ' | - |
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'Zour steid was auld and ze hae gat mair | O |
Edward Edward | C |
Zour steid was auld and ze hae gat mair | O |
Sum other dule ze drie O ' | - |
'O I hae killed my fadir deir | O |
Mither mither | O |
O I hae killed my fadir deir | O |
Alas and wae is mee O ' | - |
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'And quhatten penance wul ze drie for that | C |
Edward Edward | C |
And quhatten penance will ze drie for that | C |
My deir son now tell me O ' | - |
'Ile set my feit in zonder boat | C |
Mither mither | O |
Ile set my feit in zonder boat | C |
And Ile fare ovir the sea O ' | - |
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'And quhat wul ze doe wi' zour towirs and zour ha' | Q |
Edward Edward | C |
And quhat wull ze doe wi' zour towirs and zour ha' | Q |
That were sae fair to see O ' | - |
'Ile let thame stand til they doun fa' | N |
Mither mither | O |
Ile let thame stand til they doun fa' | N |
For here nevir mair maun I bee O ' | - |
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'And quhat wul ze leive to zour bairns and zour wife | N |
Edward Edward | C |
And quhat wul ze leive to zour bairns and zour wife | N |
Quhan ze gang ovir the sea O ' | - |
'The warldis room late them beg throw life | N |
Mither mither | O |
The warldis room let them beg throw life | N |
For thame nevir mair wul I see O ' | - |
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'And quhat wul ze leive to zour ain mither deir | O |
Edward Edward | C |
And quhat wul ze leive to zour ain mither deir | O |
My deir son now tell me O ' | - |
'The curse of hell frae me sall ze beir | O |
Mither mither | O |
The curse of hell frae me sall ze beir | O |
Sic counseils ze gave to me O ' | - |
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