The Brave Highland Laddies Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABABCCDAAD EFEFGGAAAA AHAHEEIAAI JKJKLLMAAM| I had seen our splendid soldiers in their khaki uniforms | A |
| And their leaders with a Sam Brown belt | B |
| I had seen the fighting Britons and Colonials in swarms | A |
| I had seen the blue clad Frenchmen and I felt | B |
| That the mighty martial show | C |
| Had no new sight to bestow | C |
| Till I walked on Piccadilly and my word | D |
| By the bonnie Highland laddies | A |
| In their kilts and their plaidies | A |
| To a wholly new sensation I was stirred | D |
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| They were like some old time picture or a scene from out a play | E |
| They were stalwart they were young and debonnair | F |
| Their jaunty little caps they wore in such a fetching way | E |
| And they showed their handsome legs and didn't care | F |
| And they seemed to own the town | G |
| As they strode on up and down | G |
| Oh they surely were a sight for tired eyes | A |
| Those braw bonnie laddies | A |
| In their kilts and their plaidies | A |
| And I stared at them with pleasure and surprise | A |
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| I had read about the valour of old Scotland's warrior sons | A |
| How they fought to a finish or else fell | H |
| I had heard the name bestowed on them by agitated Huns | A |
| Who called these skirted soldiers 'Dames of Hell' | H |
| And I gave them right of way | E |
| On their London holiday | E |
| As I met them swinging down the street and Strand | I |
| Those bonnie bonnie laddies | A |
| In their kilts and their plaidies | A |
| And I breathed a blessing on them and their land | I |
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| Now the world is all rejoicing that the end of war has come | J |
| And no heart is any gladder than my own | K |
| That the brutal blatant voices of the guns at last are dumb | J |
| And the Dove of Peace from out her cage has flown | K |
| Yet when men no more march by | L |
| Making pictures for the eye | L |
| There's a vital dash of colour earth will lack | M |
| When the brave Highland laddies | A |
| Drop their kilts and their plaidies | A |
| And return to common clothes of grey or black | M |
Ella Wheeler Wilcox
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