Johnny Armstrong Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABCB BADE FGHG IJAJ HGFG KGLG AADL LGIG LGAG LGLG GGMG AGAA HGA NAGA AGAA HGH LGGG| There dwelt a man in faire Westmerland | A |
| Ionne Armstrong men did him call | B |
| He had nither lands nor rents coming in | C |
| Yet he kept eight score men in his hall | B |
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| He had horses and harness for them all | B |
| Goodly steeds were all milk white | A |
| O the golden bands an about their necks | D |
| And their weapons they were all alike | E |
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| Newes then was brought unto the king | F |
| That there was sicke a won as hee | G |
| That lived I yke a bold out law | H |
| And robbed all the north country | G |
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| The king he writt an a letter then | I |
| A letter which was large and long | J |
| He signed it with his owne hand | A |
| And he promised to doe him no wrong | J |
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| When this letter carne Ionne untill | H |
| His heart it was as blythe as birds on the tree | G |
| 'Never was I sent for before any king | F |
| My father my grandfather nor none but mee | G |
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| 'And if wee goe the king before | K |
| I would we went most orderly | G |
| Every man of you shall have his scarlet cloak | L |
| Laced with silver laces three | G |
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| 'Every one of you shall have his velvett coat | A |
| Laced with silver lace so white | A |
| O the golden bands an about your necks | D |
| Black hatts white feathers all alyke'' | L |
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| By the morrow morninge at ten of the clock | L |
| Towards Edenburough gon was hee | G |
| And with him all his eight score men | I |
| Good lord it was a goodly sight for to see | G |
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| When Ionne came befower the king | L |
| He fell downe on his knee | G |
| 'O pardon my soveraine leige he said | A |
| 'O pardon my eight score men and mee | G |
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| 'Thou shalt have no pardon thou traytor strong | L |
| For thy eight score men nor thee | G |
| For to morrow morning by ten of the clock | L |
| Both thou and them shall hang on the gallow tree' | G |
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| But Ionne lookd over his left shoulder | G |
| Good Lord what a grievous look looked hee | G |
| Saying 'Asking grace of a graceles face | M |
| Why there is none for you nor me' | G |
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| But Ionne had a bright sword by his side | A |
| And it was made of the mettle so free | G |
| That had not the king stept his foot aside | A |
| He had smitten his head from his faire bodde | A |
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| Saying 'fight on my merry men all | H |
| And see that none of you be taine | G |
| For rather then men shall say we were hanged | A |
| Let them report how we were slaine ' | - |
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| Then God wott faire Eddenburrough rose | N |
| And so besett poore Ionne rounde | A |
| That fowerscore and tenn of Ionne's best men | G |
| Lay gasping all upon the ground | A |
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| Then like a mad man Ionne laid about | A |
| And like a mad man then fought hee | G |
| Until a falce Scot came Ionne behinde | A |
| And runn him through the faire boddee | A |
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| Saying 'fight on my merry men all | H |
| And see that none o you be taine | G |
| For I will stand by and bleed but awhile | H |
| And then will I come and fight againe ' | - |
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| Newes then was brought to young Ionne Armstrong | L |
| As he stood by his nurse's knee | G |
| Who vowed if ere he lived for to be a man | G |
| O' the treacherous Scots revengd hee'd be | G |
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