Geordie Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: A B C B DBEB FBG HBIB JBK JFKF LMNM OBPB BBQB BBQ BR SBT BBB UBBB VBW BBB

The Text is from Johnson's Museum communicated by Robert BurnsA
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The Story Some editors have identified the hero of the ballad with George Gordon fourth earl of Huntly but upon what grounds it is difficult to seeB
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There are two English broadside ballads of the first and second halves respectively of the seventeenth century which are either the originals of or copies from the Scottish ballad which exists in many variants The earlier is concerned with 'the death of a worthy gentleman named George Stoole ' 'to a delicate Scottish tune ' and the second is called 'The Life and Death of George of Oxford To a pleasant tune called Poor Georgy ' One of the Scottish versions has a burden resembling that of 'George Stoole '-
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The 'battle in the north' and Sir Charles Hay are not identifiedC
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GEORDIEB
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There was a battle in the northD
And nobles there was manyB
And they hae killed Sir Charlie HayE
And they laid the wyte on GeordieB
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O he has written a lang letterF
He sent it to his ladyB
'Ye maun cum up to Enbrugh townG
To see what word's o' Geordie '-
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When first she look'd the letter onH
She was both red and rosyB
But she had na read a word but twaI
Till she wallowt like a lilyB
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'Gar get to me ray gude grey steedJ
My menyie a' gae wi' meB
For I shall neither eat nor drinkK
Till Enbrugh town shall see me '-
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And she has mountit her gude grey steedJ
Her menyie a' gaed wi' herF
And she did neither eat nor drinkK
Till Enbrugh town did see herF
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And first appear'd the fatal blockL
And syne the aix to head himM
And Geordie cumin' down the stairN
And bands o' airn upon himM
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But tho' he was chain'd in fetters strangO
O' airn and steel sae heavyB
There was na ane in a' the courtP
Sae bra' a man as GeordieB
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O she's down on her bended kneeB
I wat she's pale and wearyB
'O pardon pardon noble kingQ
And gie me back my dearieB
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'I hae born seven sons to my Geordie dearB
The seventh ne'er saw his daddieB
O pardon pardon noble kingQ
Pity a waefu' lady '-
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'Gar bid the headin' man mak haste '-
Our king reply'd fu' lordlyB
'O noble king tak a' that's mineR
But gie me back my Geordie '-
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The Gordons cam the Gordons ranS
And they were stark and steadyB
And ay the word amang them a'T
Was 'Gordons keep you ready '-
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An aged lord at the king's right handB
Says 'Noble king but hear meB
Gar her tell down five thousand poundB
And gie her back her dearie '-
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Some gae her marks some gae her crownsU
Some gae her dollars manyB
And she's tell'd down five thousand poundB
And she's gotten again her dearieB
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She blinkit blythe in her Geordie's faceV
Says 'Dear I've bought thee GeordieB
But there sud been bluidy bouks on the greenW
Or I had tint my laddie '-
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He claspit her by the middle sma'B
And he kist her lips sae rosyB
'The fairest flower o' woman kindB
Is my sweet bonnie lady '-

Frank Sidgwick



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