Thomas The Rhymer Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: ABCB DEEE FEE GEGE GEH I HE GEJ GGKG EGGG LEME GMMM GEME GNGO PMG EMEM GMQN ENM GNRN N G SEGE

True Thomas lay on Huntlie bankA
A ferlie he spied wi' his e'eB
And there he saw a ladye brightC
Come riding down by the Eildon TreeB
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Her skirt was o' the grass green silkD
Her mantle o' the velvet fyneE
At ilka tett o' her horse's maneE
Hung fifty siller bells and nineE
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True Thomas he pu'd aff his capF
And louted low down on his kneeE
'Hail to thee Mary Queen of HeavenE
For thy peer on earth could never be '-
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'O no O no Thomas' she saidG
'That name does not belang to meE
I'm but the Queen o' fair ElflandG
That am hither come to visit theeE
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'Harp and carp Thomas ' she saidG
'Harp and carp along wi' meE
And if ye dare to kiss my lipsH
Sure of your bodie I will be '-
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'Betide me weal betide me woeI
That weird shall never daunten me '-
Syne he has kiss'd her rosy lipsH
All underneath the Eildon TreeE
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'Now ye maun go wi' me ' she saidG
'True Thomas ye maun go wi' meE
And ye maun serve me seven yearsJ
Thro' weal or woe as may chance to be '-
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She 's mounted on her milk white steedG
She 's ta'en true Thomas up behindG
And aye whene'er her bridle rangK
The steed gaed swifter than the windG
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O they rade on and farther onE
The steed gaed swifter than the windG
Until they reach'd a desert wideG
And living land was left behindG
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'Light down light down now true ThomasL
And lean your head upon my kneeE
Abide ye there a little spaceM
And I will show you ferlies threeE
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'O see ye not yon narrow roadG
So thick beset wi' thorns and briersM
That is the Path of RighteousnessM
Though after it but few inquiresM
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'And see ye not yon braid braid roadG
That lies across the lily levenE
That is the Path of WickednessM
Though some call it the Road to HeavenE
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'And see ye not yon bonny roadG
That winds about the fernie braeN
That is the Road to fair ElflandG
Where thou and I this night maun gaeO
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'But Thomas ye sall haud your tongueP
Whatever ye may hear or seeM
For speak ye word in Elfyn landG
Ye'll ne'er win back to your ain countrie '-
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O they rade on and farther onE
And they waded rivers abune the kneeM
And they saw neither sun nor moonE
But they heard the roaring of the seaM
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It was mirk mirk night there was nae starlightG
They waded thro' red blude to the kneeM
For a' the blude that 's shed on the earthQ
Rins through the springs o' that countrieN
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Syne they came to a garden greenE
And she pu'd an apple frae a treeN
'Take this for thy wages true ThomasM
It will give thee the tongue that can never lee '-
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'My tongue is my ain ' true Thomas he saidG
'A gudely gift ye wad gie to meN
I neither dought to buy or sellR
At fair or tryst where I might beN
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'I dought neither speak to prince or peerN
Nor ask of grace from fair ladye '-
'Now haud thy peace Thomas ' she saidG
'For as I say so must it be '-
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He has gotten a coat of the even clothS
And a pair o' shoon of the velvet greenE
And till seven years were gane and pastG
True Thomas on earth was never seenE

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