The Braes O'yarrow Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: ABCB D E DFG HFI JFKF BFLF BFK BFKF MFG MFNF OFD PFHF QFC QFR SFBF TFUF QFD QFE JFBF

Late at e'en drinking the wineA
And ere they paid the lawingB
They set a combat them betweenC
To fight it in the dawingB
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'What though ye be my sister's lordD
We'll cross our swords to morrow '-
'What though my wife your sister beE
I'll meet ye then on Yarrow '-
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'O stay at hame my ain gude lordD
O stay my ain dear marrowF
My cruel brither will you betrayG
On the dowie banks of Yarrow '-
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'O fare ye weel my lady dearH
And put aside your sorrowF
For if I gae I'll sune returnI
Frae the bonny banks o' Yarrow '-
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She kiss'd his cheek she kaimed his hairJ
As oft she'd done before OF
She belted him with his gude brandK
And he's awa' to YarrowF
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When he gaed up the Tennies bankB
As he gaed mony a morrowF
Nine armed men lay in a denL
On the dowie braes o' YarrowF
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'O come ye here to hunt or hawkB
The bonny Forest thoroughF
Or come ye here to wield your brandK
Upon the banks o' Yarrow '-
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'I come not here to hunt or hawkB
As oft I've dune before OF
But I come here to wield my brandK
Upon the banks o' YarrowF
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'If ye attack me nine to aneM
That God may send ye sorrowF
Yet will I fight while stand I mayG
On the bonny banks o' Yarrow '-
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Two has he hurt and three has slainM
On the bloody braes o' YarrowF
But the stubborn knight crept in behindN
And pierced his body thoroughF
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'Gae hame gae hame you brither JohnO
And tell your sister sorrowF
To come and lift her leafu' lordD
On the dowie banks o' Yarrow '-
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Her brither John gaed ower the hillP
As oft he'd dune before OF
There he met his sister dearH
Cam' rinnin' fast to YarrowF
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'I dreamt a dream last night ' she saysQ
'I wish it binna sorrowF
I dreamt I pu'd the heather greenC
Wi' my true love on Yarrow '-
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'I'll read your dream sister ' he saysQ
'I'll read it into sorrowF
Ye're bidden go take up your loveR
He's sleeping sound on Yarrow '-
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She's torn the ribbons frae her headS
That were baith braid and narrowF
She's kilted up her lang claithingB
And she's awa' to YarrowF
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She's ta'en him in her arms twaT
And gi'en him kisses thoroughF
She sought to bind his many woundsU
But he lay dead on YarrowF
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'O haud your tongue ' her father saysQ
'And let be a' your sorrowF
I'll wed you to a better lordD
Than him you lost on Yarrow '-
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'O haud your tongue father ' she saysQ
'Far warse ye make my sorrowF
A better lord could never beE
Than him that lies on Yarrow '-
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She kiss'd his lips she kaimed his hairJ
As aft she'd dune before OF
And there with grief her heart did breakB
Upon the banks o' YarrowF

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