Lord Randal Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

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The Text is from Scott's Minstrelsy of the Scottish Border Other forms give the name as Lord Ronald but Scott retains Randal on the supposition that the ballad originated in the death of 'Thomas Randolph or Randal Earl of Murray nephew to Robert Bruce and governor of Scotland ' who died at Musselburgh inA
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The Story of the ballad is found in Italian tradition nearly three hundred years ago and also occurs in Dutch German Swedish Danish Magyar Wendish etcB
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Certain variants of the ballad bear the title of The Croodlin Doo and the 'handsome young man' is changed for a child and the poisoner is the child's step mother Scott suggests that this change was made 'to excite greater interest in the nursery ' In nearly all forms of the ballad the poisoning is done by the substitution of snakes 'eels' for fish a common method amongst the ancients of administering poisonC
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Child gives a collation of seven versions secured in America of late years in each of which the name of Lord Randal has become corrupted to 'Tiranti '-
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The antiphonetic form of the ballad is popular as being dramatic and suitable for singing Compare Edward also a dialogue between mother and sonC
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LORD RANDALD
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'O where hae ye been Lord Randal my sonC
O where hae ye been my handsome young man '-
'I hae been to the wild wood mother make my bed soonE
For I'm weary wi' hunting and fain wald lie down '-
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'Where gat ye your dinner Lord Randal my sonC
Where gat ye your dinner my handsome young man '-
'I din'd wi' my true love mother make my bed soonE
For I'm weary wi' hunting and fain wald lie down '-
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'What gat ye to your dinner Lord Randal my sonC
What gat ye to your dinner my handsome young man '-
'I gat eels boil'd in broo' mother make my bed soonE
For I'm weary wi' hunting and fain wald lie down '-
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'What became of your bloodhounds Lord Randal my sonC
What became of your bloodhounds my handsome young man '-
'O they swell'd and they died mother make my bed soonE
For I'm weary wi' hunting and fain wald lie down '-
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'O I fear ye are poison'd Lord Randal my sonC
O I fear ye are poison'd my handsome young man '-
'O yes I am poison'd mother make my bed soonE
For I'm sick at the heart and I fain wald lie down '-

Frank Sidgwick



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