Young Benjie Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: A B C D EFGF HIJI KLGM NIOI G DP QIRI GSG JIP T LP JSRU V V V V WEVX SKO OHOY OZOZ ZPO A2UO ZSU B2SUS SUC2U OUZ| The Text is given from Scott's Minstrelsy He remarks 'The ballad is given from tradition ' No in the Abbotsford MS 'Scotch Ballads Materials for Border Minstrelsy ' is Young Benjie or Boonjie as there written in thirteen stanzas headed 'From Jean Scott ' and written in William Laidlaw's hand All of this except the first stanza is transferred with or without changes to Scott's ballad which is nearly twice as long | A |
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| The Story of this ballad simple in itself introduces to us the elaborate question of the 'lyke wake ' or the practice of watching through the night by the side of a corpse More about this will be found under The Lyke Wake Dirge and in the Appendix at the end of this volume Here it will suffice to quote Sir Walter Scott's introduction | B |
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| 'In this ballad the reader will find traces of a singular superstition not yet altogether discredited in the wilder parts of Scotland The lykewake or watching a dead body in itself a melancholy office is rendered in the idea of the assistants more dismally awful by the mysterious horrors of superstition In the interval betwixt death and interment the disembodied spirit is supposed to hover around its mortal habitation and if provoked by certain rites retains the power of communicating through its organs the cause of its dissolution Such enquiries however are always dangerous and never to be resorted to unless the deceased is suspected to have suffered foul play as it is called One of the most potent ceremonies in the charm for causing the dead body to speak is setting the door ajar or half open On this account the peasants of Scotland sedulously avoid leaving the door ajar while a corpse lies in the house The door must either be left wide open or quite shut but the first is always preferred on account of the exercise of hospitality usual on such occasions The attendants must be likewise careful never to leave the corpse for a moment alone or if it is left alone to avoid with a degree of superstitious horror the first sight of it ' Ed vol iii pp | C |
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| YOUNG BENJIE | D |
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| Of a' the maids o' fair Scotland | E |
| The fairest was Marjorie | F |
| And young Benjie was her ae true love | G |
| And a dear true love was he | F |
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| And wow but they were lovers dear | H |
| And loved fu' constantlie | I |
| But ay the mair when they fell out | J |
| The sairer was their plea | I |
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| And they hae quarrelled on a day | K |
| Till Marjorie's heart grew wae | L |
| And she said she'd chuse another luve | G |
| And let young Benjie gae | M |
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| And he was stout and proud hearted | N |
| And thought o't bitterlie | I |
| And he's gaen by the wan moon light | O |
| To meet his Marjorie | I |
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| 'O open open my true love | G |
| O open and let me in ' | - |
| 'I dare na open young Benjie | D |
| My three brothers are within | P |
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| 'Ye lied ye lied my bonny burd | Q |
| Sae loud's I hear ye lie | I |
| As I came by the Lowden banks | R |
| They bade gude e'en to me | I |
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| 'But fare ye weel my ae fause love | G |
| That I hae loved sae lang | S |
| It sets ye chuse another love | G |
| And let young Benjie gang ' | - |
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| Then Marjorie turned her round about | J |
| The tear blinding her ee | I |
| 'I darena darena let thee in | P |
| But I'll come down to thee ' | - |
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| Then saft she smiled and said to him | T |
| 'O what ill hae I done ' | - |
| He took her in his armis twa | L |
| And threw her o'er the linn | P |
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| The stream was strang the maid was stout | J |
| And laith laith to be dang | S |
| But ere she wan the Lowden banks | R |
| Her fair colour was wan | U |
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| Then up bespak her eldest brother | V |
| 'O see na ye what I see ' | - |
| And out then spak her second brother | V |
| 'It's our sister Marjorie ' | - |
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| Out then spak her eldest brother | V |
| 'O how shall we her ken ' | - |
| And out then spak her youngest brother | V |
| 'There's a honey mark on her chin ' | - |
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| Then they've ta'en up the comely corpse | W |
| And laid it on the grund | E |
| 'O wha has killed our ae sister | V |
| And how can he be found | X |
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| 'The night it is her low lykewake | S |
| The morn her burial day | K |
| And we maun watch at mirk midnight | O |
| And hear what she will say ' | - |
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| Wi' doors ajar and candle light | O |
| And torches burning clear | H |
| The streikit corpse till still midnight | O |
| They waked but naething hear | Y |
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| About the middle o' the night | O |
| The cocks began to craw | Z |
| And at the dead hour o' the night | O |
| The corpse began to thraw | Z |
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| 'O wha has done the wrang sister | Z |
| Or dared the deadly sin | P |
| Wha was sae stout and feared nae dout | O |
| As thraw ye o'er the linn ' | - |
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| 'Young Benjie was the first ae man | A2 |
| I laid my love upon | U |
| He was sae stout and proud hearted | O |
| He threw me o'er the linn ' | - |
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| 'Sall we young Benjie head sister | Z |
| Sall we young Benjie hang | S |
| Or sall we pike out his twa gray een | U |
| And punish him ere he gang ' | - |
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| 'Ye mauna Benjie head brothers | B2 |
| Ye mauna Benjie hang | S |
| But ye maun pike out his twa gray een | U |
| And punish him ere he gang | S |
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| 'Tie a green gravat round his neck | S |
| And lead him out and in | U |
| And the best ae servant about your house | C2 |
| To wait young Benjie on | U |
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| 'And ay at every seven years' end | O |
| Ye'll tak him to the linn | U |
| For that's the penance he maun drie | Z |
| To scug his deadly sin ' | - |
Frank Sidgwick
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