Him Wi' The Bag Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: ABAB BABA ACAC CDCD DEDC CDCD DFDF

Ance was a woman wha's hert was gretA
Her love was sae dumb it was 'maist a griefB
She brak the box it's tellt o' her yetA
The bonny box for her hert's reliefB
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Ane was there wha's tale's but briefB
Yet was ower lang the gait he cawedA
He luikit a man and was but a thiefB
Michty the gear to grip and handA
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What guid he cried sic a boxfu to blaudA
Wilfu waste I couth never beirC
It micht hae been sellt for ten poun I wadA
Sellt for ten poun and gien to the puirC
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Savin he was but for love o' the gearC
Carefu he was but a' for himselD
He carried the bag to his hert sae nearC
What fell i' the ane i' the ither fellD
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And the strings o' his hert hingit doun to hellD
They war pu'd sae ticht aboot the mouE
And hence it comes that I hae to tellD
The warst ill tale that ever was trueC
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The hert that's greedy maun mischief brewC
And the deils pu'd the strings doon yon'er in hellD
And he sauld or the agein mune was newC
For thirty shillins the Maister himselD
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Gear i' the hert it's a canker fellD
Brithers latna the siller benF
Troth gien ye du I warn ye ye'll sellD
The verra Maister or ever ye kenF

George Macdonald



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