The Waesome Carl Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABCBDEFEEEAE CGHGEIGIE JHKHLAFAEEAE EALAKACAE JFEAAAAAE CEAEFCFCEEAE AEAEMEMIEEAE FGAIJJJJEEKE NCNCNCNCEEGE| There cam a man to oor toon en' | A |
| And a waesome carl was he | B |
| Snipie nebbit and crookit mou'd | C |
| And gleyt o' a blinterin ee | B |
| Muckle he spied and muckle he spak | D |
| But the owercome o' his sang | E |
| Whatever it said was aye the same | F |
| There's nane o' ye a' but's wrang | E |
| Ye're a' wrang and a' wrang | E |
| And a'thegither a' wrang | E |
| There's no a man aboot the toon | A |
| But's a'thegither a' wrang | E |
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| That's no the gait to fire the breid | C |
| Nor yet to brew the yill | G |
| That's no the gait to haud the pleuch | H |
| Nor yet to ca the mill | G |
| That's no the gait to milk the coo | E |
| Nor yet to spean the calf | I |
| Nor yet to tramp the girnel meal | G |
| Ye kenna yer wark by half | I |
| Ye're a' wrang c | E |
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| The minister wasna fit to pray | J |
| And lat alane to preach | H |
| He nowther had the gift o' grace | K |
| Nor yet the gift o' speech | H |
| He mind't him o' Balaaem's ass | L |
| Wi' a differ we micht ken | A |
| The Lord he opened the ass's mou | F |
| The minister opened's ain | A |
| He was a' wrang and a' wrang | E |
| And a'thegither a' wrang | E |
| There wasna a man aboot the toon | A |
| But was a'thegither a' wrang | E |
| - | |
| The puir precentor couldna sing | E |
| He gruntit like a swine | A |
| The verra elders couldna pass | L |
| The ladles til his min' | A |
| And for the rulin' elder's grace | K |
| It wasna worth a horn | A |
| He didna half uncurse the meat | C |
| Nor pray for mair the morn | A |
| He was a' wrang c | E |
| - | |
| And aye he gied his nose a thraw | J |
| And aye he crook't his mou | F |
| And aye he cockit up his ee | E |
| And said Tak tent the noo | A |
| We snichert hint oor loof my man | A |
| But never said him nay | A |
| As gien he had been a prophet man | A |
| We loot him say his say | A |
| Ye're a' wrang c | E |
| - | |
| Quo oor gudeman The crater's daft | C |
| Heard ye ever sic a claik | E |
| Lat's see gien he can turn a ban' | A |
| Or only luik and craik | E |
| It's true we maunna lippin til him | F |
| He's fairly crack wi' pride | C |
| But he maun live we canna kill him | F |
| Gien he can work he s' bide | C |
| He was a' wrang and a' wrang | E |
| And a'thegither a' wrang | E |
| There troth the gudeman o' the toon | A |
| Was a'thegither a' wrang | E |
| - | |
| Quo he It's but a laddie's turn | A |
| But best the first be a sma' thing | E |
| There's a' thae weyds to gether and burn | A |
| And he's the man for a' thing | E |
| We yokit for the far hill moss | M |
| There was peats to cast and ca | E |
| O' 's company we thoucht na loss | M |
| 'Twas peace till gloamin fa' | I |
| We war a' wrang and a' wrang | E |
| And a'thegither a' wrang | E |
| There wasna man aboot the toon | A |
| But was a'thegither a' wrang | E |
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| For losh or it was denner time | F |
| The toon was in a low | G |
| The reek rase up as it had been | A |
| Frae Sodom flames I vow | I |
| We lowst and rade like mad for byre | J |
| And ruck bleezt a' thegither | J |
| As gien the deil had broucht the fire | J |
| Frae's hell to mak anither | J |
| 'Twas a' wrang and a' wrang | E |
| And a'thegither a' wrang | E |
| Stick and strae aboot the place | K |
| Was a'thegither a' wrang | E |
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| And luikin on ban's neth his tails | N |
| The waesome carl stude | C |
| To see him wagglin at thae tails | N |
| 'Maist drave 's a' fairly wud | C |
| Ain wite he cried I tauld ye sae | N |
| Ye're a' wrang to the last | C |
| What gart ye burn thae deevilich weyds | N |
| Whan the win' blew frae the wast | C |
| Ye're a' wrang and a' wrang | E |
| And a'thegither a' wrang | E |
| There's no a man i' this fule warl | G |
| But's a'thegither a' wrang | E |
George Macdonald
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