The Bothie Of Tober-na-vuolich Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

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A Long Vacation PastoralA
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Nunc formosissimus annusB
Ite me felix quondam pecus ite camenC
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Socii cratera coronantD
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It was the afternoon and the sports were now at the endingE
Long had the stone been put tree cast and thrown the hammerF
Up the perpendicular hill Sir Hector so called itD
Eight stout gillies had run with speed and agility wondrousB
Run too the course on the level had been the leaping was overF
Last in the show of dress a novelty recently addedD
Noble ladies their prizes adjudged for costume that was perfectD
Turning the clansmen about as they stood with upraised elbowsB
Bowing their eye glassed brows and fingering kilt and sporranC
It was four of the clock and the sports were come to the endingE
Therefore the Oxford party went off to adorn for the dinnerF
Be it recorded in song who was first who last in dressingE
Hope was first black tied white waistcoated simple His HonourF
For the postman made out he was heir to the earldom of IlayA
Being the younger son of the younger brother the ColonelA
Treated him therefore with special respect doffed bonnet and everF
Called him His Honour His Honour he therefore was at the cottageG
Always His Honour at least sometimes the Viscount of DayD
Hope was first His Honour and next to His Honour the TutorF
Still more plain the Tutor the grave man nicknamed AdamH
White tied clerical silent with antique square cut waistcoatD
Formal unchanged of black cloth but with sense and feeling beneath itD
Skilful in Ethics and Logic in Pindar and Poets unrivalledD
Shady in Latin said Lindsay but topping in Plays and AldrichI
Somewhat more splendid in dress in a waistcoat work of a ladyD
Lindsay succeeded the lively the cheery cigar loving LindsayD
Lindsay the ready of speech the Piper the DialecticianC
This was his title from Adam because of the words he inventedD
Who in three weeks had created a dialect new for the partyD
This was his title from Adam but mostly they called him the PiperF
Lindsay succeeded the lively the cheery cigar loving LindsayD
Hewson and Hobbes were down at the matutine bathing of course tooD
Arthur the bather of bathers par excellence Audley by surnameJ
Arthur they called him for love and for euphony they had been bathingE
Where in the morning was custom where over a ledge of graniteD
Into a granite basin the amber torrent descendedD
Only a step from the cottage the road and larches between themK
Hewson and Hobbes followed quick upon Adam on them followed ArthurF
Airlie descended the last effulgent as god of OlympusB
Blue perceptibly blue was the coat that had white silk facingsB
Waistcoat blue coral buttoned the white tie finely adjustedD
Coral moreover the studs on a shirt as of crochet of womenC
When the fourwheel for ten minutes already had stood at the gatewayD
He like a god came leaving his ample Olympian chamberF
And in the fourwheel they drove to the place of the clansmen's meetingE
So in the fourwheel they came and Donald the innkeeper showed themK
Up to the barn where the dinner should be Four tables were in itD
Two at the top and the bottom a little upraised from the levelA
These for Chairman and Croupier and gentry fit to be with themK
Two lengthways in the midst for keeper and gillie and peasantD
Here were clansmen many in kilt and bonnet assembledD
Keepers a dozen at least the Marquis's targeted gilliesB
Pipers five or six among them the young one the drunkardD
Many with silver brooches and some with those brilliant crystalsB
Found amid granite dust on the frosty scalp of the Cairn GormK
But with snuff boxes all and all of them using the boxesB
Here too were Catholic Priest and Established Minister standingE
Catholic Priest for many still clung to the Ancient WorshipL
And Sir Hector's father himself had built them a chapelA
So stood Priest and Minister near to each other but silentD
One to say grace before the other after the dinnerF
Hither anon too came the shrewd ever ciphering FactorF
Hither anon the Attach the Guardsman mute and statelyD
Hither from lodge and bothie in all the adjoining shootingsB
Members of Parliament many forgetful of votes and blue booksB
Here amid heathery hills upon beast and bird of the forestD
Venting the murderous spleen of the endless Railway CommitteeD
Hither the Marquis of Ayr and Dalgarnish Earl and CroupierF
And at their side amid murmurs of welcome long looked for himself tooD
Eager the grey but boy hearted Sir Hector the Chief and the ChairmanC
Then was the dinner served and the Minister prayed for a blessingE
And to the viands before them with knife and with fork they beset themK
Venison the red and the roe with mutton and grouse succeedingE
Such was the feast with whisky of course and at top and bottomK
Small decanters of sherry not overchoice for the gentryF
So to the viands before them with laughter and chat they beset themK
And when on flesh and on fowl had appetite duly been satedD
Up rose the Catholic Priest and returned God thanks for the dinnerF
Then on all tables were set black bottles of well mixed toddyD
And with the bottles and glasses before them they sat digestingE
Talking enjoying but chiefly awaiting the toasts and speechesB
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Spare me O great Recollection for words to the task were unequalA
Spare me O mistress of Song nor bid me remember minutelyF
All that was said and done o'er the well mixed tempting toddyD
How were healths proposed and drunk 'with all the honours '-
Glasses and bonnets waving and three times three thrice overF
Queen and Prince and Army and Landlords all and KeepersB
Bid me not grammar defying repeat from grammar defiersB
Long constructions strange and plusquam ThucydideanC
Tell how as sudden torrent in time of speat in the mountainC
Hurries six ways at once and takes at last to the roughestD
Or as the practised rider at Astley's or Franconi'sB
Skilfully boldly bestrides many steeds at once in the gallopL
Crossing from this to that with one leg here one yonderF
So less skilful but equally bold and wild as the torrentD
All through sentences six at a time unsuspecting of syntaxB
Hurried the lively good will and garrulous tale of Sir HectorF
Left to oblivion be it the memory faithful as everF
How the Marquis of Ayr with wonderful gesticulationC
Floundering on through game and mess room recollectionsB
Gossip of neighbouring forest praise of targeted gilliesB
Anticipation of royal visit skits at pedestriansB
Swore he would never abandon his country nor give up deer stalkingE
How too more brief and plainer in spite of the Gaelic accentD
Highland peasants gave courteous answer to flattering noblesB
Two orations alone the memorial song will renderF
For at the banquet's close spake thus the lively Sir HectorF
Somewhat husky with praises exuberant often repeatedD
Pleasant to him and to them of the gallant Highland soldiersB
Whom he erst led in the fight something husky but ready though wearyF
Up to them rose and spoke the grey but gladsome chieftainC
Fill up your glasses my friends once more With all the honoursB
There was a toast I forgot which our gallant Highland homes haveM
Always welcomed the stranger delighted I may say to see suchN
Fine young men at my table My friends are you ready the StrangersB
Gentlemen here are your healths and I wish you With all the honoursB
So he said and the cheers ensued and all the honoursB
All our Collegians were bowed to the Attach detecting His HonourF
Guardsman moving to Arthur and Marquis sidling to AirlieF
And the small Piper below getting up and nodding to LindsayF
But while the healths were being drunk was much tribulation and troubleA
Nodding and beckoning across observed of Attach and GuardsmanC
Adam wouldn't speak indeed it was certain he couldn'tD
Hewson could and would if they wished Philip Hewson a poetD
Hewson a radical hot hating lords and scorning ladiesB
Silent mostly but often reviling in fire and furyF
Feudal tenures mercantile lords competition and bishopsB
Liveries armorial bearings amongst other matters the Game lawsB
He could speak and was asked to by Adam but Lindsay aloud criedD
Whisky was hot in his brain Confound it no not HewsonC
A'nt he cock sure to bring in his eternal political humbugO
However so it must be and after due pause of silenceB
Waving his hand to Lindsay and smiling oddly to AdamK
Up to them rose and spoke the poet and radical HewsonC
I am I think perhaps the most perfect stranger presentD
I have not as have some of my friends in my veins some tinctureF
Some few ounces of Scottish blood no nothing like itD
I am therefore perhaps the fittest to answer and thank youD
So I thank you sir for myself and for my companionsB
Heartily thank you all for this unexpected greetingE
All the more welcome as showing you do not account us intrudersB
Are not unwilling to see the north and the south forgatherF
And surely seldom have Scotch and English more thoroughly mingledD
Scarcely with warmer hearts and clearer feeling of manhoodD
Even in tourney and foray and fray and regular battleA
Where the life and the strength came out in the tug and tussleA
Scarcely where man met man and soul encountered with soul asB
Close as do the bodies and twining limbs of the wrestlersB
When for a final bout are a day's two champions matedD
In the grand old times of bows and bills and claymoresB
At the old Flodden field or Bannockburn or CullodenC
And he paused a moment for breath and because of some cheeringE
We are the better friends I fancy for that old fightingE
Better friends inasmuch as we know each other the betterF
We can now shake hands without pretending or shufflingE
On this passage followed a great tornado of cheeringE
Tables were rapped feet stamped a glass or two got brokenC
He ere the cheers died wholly away and while still there was stampingE
Added in altered voice with a smile his doubtful conclusionC
I have however less claim than others perhaps to this honourF
For let me say I am neither game keeper nor game preserverF
So he said and sat down but his satire had not been takenC
Only the men who were all on their legs as concerned in the thankingE
Were a trifle confused but mostly sat down without laughingE
Lindsay alone close facing the chair shook his fist at the speakerF
Only a Liberal member away at the end of the tableA
Started remembering sadly the cry of a coming electionC
Only the Attach glanced at the Guardsman who twirled his moustachioN
Only the Marquis faced round but not quite clear of the meaningE
Joined with the joyous Sir Hector who lustily beat on the tableA
And soon after the chairman arose and the feast was overF
Now should the barn be cleared and forthwith adorned for the dancingE
And to make way for this purpose the tutor and pupils retiringE
Were by the chieftain addressed and invited to come to the castleA
But ere the door way they quitted a thin man clad as the SaxonC
Trouser and cap and jacket of homespun blue hand wovenC
Singled out and said with determined accent to HewsonC
Touching his arm Young man if ye pass through the Braes o' LochaberF
See by the loch side ye come to the Bothie of Tober na vuolichN

Arthur Hugh Clough



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