The Battle Of Harlaw Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABCD CCEF CGC CGC CHC IJC EKC FHL CDMJ MJID NACA GHMH AHO APC MDQD MDAD GPCP RDST PDPD IJCT RGCD PRCR CCCC CJRD UGJD| As I cam in by Dunidier | A |
| An doun by Netherha | B |
| There was fifty thousand Hielanmen | C |
| A marching to Harlaw | D |
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| As I cam on an farther on | C |
| An doun and by Balquhain | C |
| Oh there I met Sir James the Rose | E |
| Wi him Sir John the Gryme | F |
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| 'O cam ye frae the Hielands man | C |
| An cam ye a' the wey | G |
| Saw ye Macdonell an his men | C |
| As they cam frae the Skee ' | - |
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| 'Yes me cam frae ta Hielands man | C |
| An me cam a' ta wey | G |
| An she saw Macdonnel an his men | C |
| As they cam frae to Skee ' | - |
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| 'Oh was ye near Macdonnel's men | C |
| Did ye their numbers see | H |
| Come tell to me John Hielanman | C |
| What micht their numbers be ' | - |
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| 'Yes me was near an near eneuch | I |
| An me their numbers saw | J |
| There was fifty thousan Hielanmen | C |
| A marching to Harlaw ' | - |
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| 'Gin that be true ' says James the Rose | E |
| 'We'll no come meikle speed | K |
| We'll cry upo our merry men | C |
| And lichtly mount our steed ' | - |
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| 'Oh no oh no ' says John the Gryme | F |
| 'That thing maun never be | H |
| The gallant Grymes were never bate | L |
| We'll try phat we can dee ' | - |
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| As I cam on an farther on | C |
| An doun an by Harlaw | D |
| They fell fu close on ilka side | M |
| Sic fun ye never saw | J |
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| They fell fu close on ilka side | M |
| Sic fun ye never saw | J |
| For Hielan swords gied clash for clash | I |
| At the battle o' Harlaw | D |
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| The Hielanmen wi their lang swords | N |
| They laid on us fu sair | A |
| An they drave back our merry men | C |
| Three acres breadth an mair | A |
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| Brave Forbes to his brither did say | G |
| Noo brither dinna ye see | H |
| They beat us back on ilka side | M |
| An we'se be forced to flee | H |
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| 'Oh no oh no my brither dear | A |
| That thing maun never be | H |
| Tak ye your good sword in your hand | O |
| An come your wa's wi me ' | - |
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| 'Oh no oh no my brither dear | A |
| The clans they are ower strang | P |
| An they drive back our merry men | C |
| Wi swords baith sharp an lang ' | - |
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| Brave Forbes drew his men aside | M |
| Sa d Tak your rest a while | D |
| Until I to Drumminnor send | Q |
| To fess my coat o' mail | D |
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| The servan he did ride | M |
| An his horse it did na fail | D |
| For in twa hours an a quarter | A |
| He brocht the coat o' mail | D |
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| Then back to back the brithers twa | G |
| Gaed in amo the thrang | P |
| An they hewed doun the Hielanmen | C |
| Wi swords baith sharp an lang | P |
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| Macdonell he was young an stout | R |
| Had on his coat o' mail | D |
| An he has gane oot throw them a' | S |
| To try his han himself | T |
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| The first ae straik that Forbes strack | P |
| He garrt Macdonell reel | D |
| An the neist ae straik that Forbes strack | P |
| The great Macdonell fell | D |
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| An siccan a lierachie | I |
| I'm sure ye never saw | J |
| As wis amo the Hielanmen | C |
| When they saw Macdonnel fa | T |
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| An whan they saw that he was deid | R |
| They turnd an ran awa | G |
| An they buried hin in Leggett's Den | C |
| A large mile frae Harlaw | D |
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| They rade they ran an some did gang | P |
| They were o' sma record | R |
| But Forbes an his merry men | C |
| They slew them a' the road | R |
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| On Monanday at mornin | C |
| The battle it began | C |
| On Saturday at gloamin | C |
| Ye'd scarce kent wha had wan | C |
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| An sic a weary buryin | C |
| I'm sure ye never saw | J |
| As wis the Sunday after that | R |
| On the muirs aneath Harlaw | D |
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| Gin ony body speer at you | U |
| For them ye took awa | G |
| Ye may tell their wives and bairnies | J |
| They're sleepin at Harlaw | D |
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