The Queen's Marie Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: ABAB ACAD AEAE FAFA FGAG AGHG AGI AJKLMN AOAPI AGQ AGA RANA SATA AGU AAAA VGA WGAX FGYG WGAG ABZB AMZM WGA2G WGA2X A2GA2G AGAA2

MARIE HAMILTON 's to the kirk ganeA
nbsp nbsp nbsp Wi' ribbons in her hairB
The King thought mair o' Marie HamiltonA
nbsp nbsp nbsp Than ony that were thereB
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Marie Hamilton 's to the kirk ganeA
nbsp nbsp nbsp Wi' ribbons on her breastC
The King thought mair o' Marie HamiltonA
nbsp nbsp nbsp Than he listen'd to the priestD
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Marie Hamilton 's to the kirk ganeA
nbsp nbsp nbsp Wi' gloves upon her handsE
The King thought mair o' Marie HamiltonA
nbsp nbsp nbsp Than the Queen and a' her landsE
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She hadna been about the King's courtF
nbsp nbsp nbsp A month but barely oneA
Till she was beloved by a' the King's courtF
nbsp nbsp nbsp And the King the only manA
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She hadna been about the King's courtF
nbsp nbsp nbsp A month but barely threeG
Till frae the King's court Marie HamiltonA
nbsp nbsp nbsp Marie Hamilton durstna beG
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The King is to the Abbey ganeA
nbsp nbsp nbsp To pu' the Abbey treeG
To scale the babe frae Marie's heartH
nbsp nbsp nbsp But the thing it wadna beG
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O she has row'd it in her apronA
nbsp nbsp nbsp And set it on the seaG
'Gae sink ye or swim ye bonny babeI
nbsp nbsp nbsp Ye'se get nae mair o' me '-
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Word is to the kitchen ganeA
nbsp nbsp nbsp And word is to the ha'J
And word is to the noble roomK
nbsp nbsp nbsp Amang the ladies a'L
That Marie Hamilton 's brought to bedM
nbsp nbsp nbsp And the bonny babe 's miss'd and awa'N
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Scarcely had she lain down againA
nbsp nbsp nbsp And scarcely fa'en asleepO
When up and started our gude QueenA
nbsp nbsp nbsp Just at her bed feetP
Saying 'Marie Hamilton where 's your babeI
nbsp nbsp nbsp For I am sure I heard it greet '-
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'O no O no my noble QueenA
nbsp nbsp nbsp Think no sic thing to beG
'Twas but a stitch into my sideQ
nbsp nbsp nbsp And sair it troubles me '-
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'Get up get up Marie HamiltonA
nbsp nbsp nbsp Get up and follow meG
For I am going to Edinburgh townA
nbsp nbsp nbsp A rich wedding for to see '-
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O slowly slowly rase she upR
nbsp nbsp nbsp And slowly put she onA
And slowly rade she out the wayN
nbsp nbsp nbsp Wi' mony a weary groanA
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The Queen was clad in scarletS
nbsp nbsp nbsp Her merry maids all in greenA
And every town that they cam toT
nbsp nbsp nbsp They took Marie for the QueenA
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'Ride hooly hooly gentlemenA
nbsp nbsp nbsp Ride hooly now wi' meG
For never I am sure a wearier burdU
nbsp nbsp nbsp Rade in your companie '-
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But little wist Marie HamiltonA
nbsp nbsp nbsp When she rade on the brownA
That she was gaen to Edinburgh townA
nbsp nbsp nbsp And a' to be put downA
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'Why weep ye so ye burgess wivesV
nbsp nbsp nbsp Why look ye so on meG
O I am going to Edinburgh townA
nbsp nbsp nbsp A rich wedding to see '-
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When she gaed up the tolbooth stairsW
nbsp nbsp nbsp The corks frae her heels did fleeG
And lang or e'er she cam down againA
nbsp nbsp nbsp She was condemn'd to dieX
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When she cam to the Netherbow portF
nbsp nbsp nbsp She laugh'd loud laughters threeG
But when she came to the gallows footY
nbsp nbsp nbsp The tears blinded her e'eG
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'Yestreen the Queen had four MariesW
nbsp nbsp nbsp The night she'll hae but threeG
There was Marie Seaton and Marie BeatonA
nbsp nbsp nbsp And Marie Carmichael and meG
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'O often have I dress'd my QueenA
nbsp nbsp nbsp And put gowd upon her hairB
But now I've gotten for my rewardZ
nbsp nbsp nbsp The gallows to be my shareB
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'Often have I dress'd my QueenA
nbsp nbsp nbsp And often made her bedM
But now I've gotten for my rewardZ
nbsp nbsp nbsp The gallows tree to treadM
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'I charge ye all ye marinersW
nbsp nbsp nbsp When ye sail owre the faemG
Let neither my father nor mother get witA2
nbsp nbsp nbsp But that I'm coming hameG
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'I charge ye all ye marinersW
nbsp nbsp nbsp That sail upon the seaG
That neither my father nor mother get witA2
nbsp nbsp nbsp The dog's death I'm to dieX
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'For if my father and mother got witA2
nbsp nbsp nbsp And my bold brethren threeG
O mickle wad be the gude red bludeA2
nbsp nbsp nbsp This day wad be spilt for meG
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'O little did my mother kenA
nbsp nbsp nbsp The day she cradled meG
The lands I was to travel inA
nbsp nbsp nbsp Or the death I was to dieA2

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