Lord Thomas And Fair Annet Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: A B C D E EFEF EFG GHCC ICE CCI CCE CHE CCC CCE ICI CEE CECE ICJ ACCC AJC CECE ICEC IEIE JCCC JCEC ECEC ECEC EEC CCC CCEC CCEC KEEE EEEE LCJC CCCC

The Text is from Percy's Reliques vol ii vol iii In the latter edition he also gives the English version of the ballad earlier in the same volumeA
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The Story This ballad as it is one of the most beautiful is also one of the most popular It should be compared with Fair Margaret and Sweet William in which the forlorn maid dies of grief not by the hand of her rivalB
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A series of Norse ballads tell much the same tale but in none is the 'friends' will' a crucial point Chansons from Burgundy Bretagne Provence and northern Italy faintly echo the storyC
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Lord Thomas his mither says that Fair Annet has no 'gowd and gear' yet later on we find that Annet's father can provide her with a horse shod with silver and gold and four and twenty silver bells in his mane she is attended by a large company her cleading skinkles and her belt is of pearlD
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LORD THOMAS AND FAIR ANNETE
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Lord Thomas and Fair AnnetE
Sate a' day on a hillF
Whan night was cum and sun was settE
They had not talkt their fillF
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Lord Thomas said a word in jestE
Fair Annet took it illF
'A I will nevir wed a wifeG
Against my ain friends' will '-
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'Gif ye wull nevir wed a wifeG
A wife wull neir wed yee'H
Sae he is hame to tell his mitherC
And knelt upon his kneeC
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'O rede O rede mither ' he saysI
'A gude rede gie to meeC
O sall I tak the nut browne brideE
And let Faire Annet bee '-
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'The nut browne bride haes gowd and gearC
Fair Annet she has gat naneC
And the little beauty Fair Annet haesI
O it wull soon be gane '-
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And he has till his brother ganeC
'Now brother rede ye meeC
A sall I marrie the nut browne brideE
And let Fair Annet bee '-
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'The nut browne bride has oxen brotherC
The nut browne bride has kyeH
I wad hae ye marrie the nut browne brideE
And cast Fair Annet bye '-
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'Her oxen may dye i' the house billieC
And her kye into the byreC
And I sall hae nothing to mysellC
Bot a fat fadge by the fyre '-
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And he has till his sister ganeC
'Now sister rede ye meeC
O sall I marrie the nut browne brideE
And set Fair Annet free '-
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'I'se rede ye tak Fair Annet ThomasI
And let the browne bride alaneC
Lest ye sould sigh and say AlaceI
What is this we brought hame '-
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'No I will tak my mither's counselC
And marrie me owt o' handE
And I will tak the nut browne brideE
Fair Annet may leive the land '-
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Up then rose Fair Annet's fatherC
Twa hours or it wer dayE
And he is gane into the bowerC
Wherein Fair Annet layE
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'Rise up rise up Fair Annet ' he saysI
'Put on your silken sheeneC
Let us gae to St Marie's kirkeJ
And see that rich weddeen '-
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'My maides gae to my dressing roomeA
And dress to me my hairC
Whaireir yee laid a plait beforeC
See yee lay ten times mairC
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'My maides gae to my dressing roomA
And dress to me my smockJ
The one half is o' the holland fineC
The other o' needle work '-
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The horse Fair Annet rade uponC
He amblit like the windE
Wi' siller he was shod beforeC
Wi' burning gowd behindE
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Four and twanty siller bellsI
Wer a' tyed till his maneC
And yae tift o' the norland windE
They tinkled ane by aneC
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Four and twanty gay gude knichtsI
Rade by Fair Annet's sideE
And four and twanty fair ladiesI
As gin she had bin a brideE
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And whan she cam to Marie's kirkJ
She sat on Marie's steanC
The cleading that Fair Annet had onC
It skinkled in their eenC
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And whan she cam into the kirkJ
She shimmered like the sunC
The belt that was about her waistE
Was a' wi' pearles bedoneC
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She sat her by the nut browne brideE
And her een they wer sae clearC
Lord Thomas he clean forgat the brideE
Whan Fair Annet drew nearC
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He had a rose into his handE
He gae it kisses threeC
And reaching by the nut browne brideE
Laid it on Fair Annet's kneeC
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Up than spak the nut browne brideE
She spak wi' meikle spiteE
'And whair gat ye that rose waterC
That does mak yee sae white '-
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'O I did get the rose waterC
Whair ye wull neir get naneC
For I did get that very rose waterC
Into my mither's wame '-
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The bride she drew a long bodkinC
Frae out her gay head gearC
And strake Fair Annet unto the heartE
That word spak nevir mairC
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Lord Thomas he saw Fair Annet wex paleC
And marvelit what mote beeC
But whan he saw her dear heart's bludeE
A' wood wroth wexed heeC
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He drew his dagger that was sae sharpK
That was sae sharp and meetE
And drave it into the nut browne brideE
That fell deid at his feitE
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'Now stay for me dear Annet ' he sedE
'Now stay my dear ' he cry'dE
Then strake the dagger untill his heartE
And fell deid by her sideE
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Lord Thomas was buried without kirk wa'L
Fair Annet within the quiereC
And o' the tane thair grew a birkJ
The other a bonny briereC
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And ay they grew and ay they threwC
As they wad faine be neareC
And by this ye may ken right weilC
They were twa luvers deareC

Frank Sidgwick



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