A Ballad Of The Scottsysshe Kyne Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: AABBCCBBDDBBDDCCEEDD BBFFGGGGCCBGBBBBBHHI BJBDDBBBBKKLLGGBBHHM MKKKKGGGGBBNN OP| Kynge Jamy Jomy your joye is all go | A |
| Ye summoned our kynge Why dyde ye so | A |
| To you no thyng it dyde accorde | B |
| To sommom our kynge your soverayne lorde | B |
| A kynge a sommer it is wonder | C |
| Knowe ye not salte and suger asonder | C |
| In your somnynage ye were to malaperte | B |
| and your harolde no thynge experte | B |
| Ye thought ye dyde it full valyauntolye | D |
| But not worth thre skyppes of a pye | D |
| Syr squyer galyarde ye were to swyfte | B |
| Your wyll renne before your wytte | B |
| To be so scornefull to your alye | D |
| Your conseyle was not worth a flye | D |
| Before the Frensshe kynge Danes and other | C |
| Ye ought to honour your lorde and brother | C |
| Trowe ye Syr James his noble grace | E |
| For you and your Scottes wolde tourne his face | E |
| Now ye proude Scottes of Gelawaye | D |
| For your kynge may synge welawaye | D |
| Now must ye knowe our kynge for your regent | B |
| Your soverayne lorde and presedent | B |
| In hym is figured Melchisedeche | F |
| And ye be desolate as Armeleche | F |
| He is our noble champyon | G |
| A kynge anoynted an ye be non | G |
| Thrugh your counseyle your fader was slayne | G |
| Wherfore I fere ye wyll suffre payne | G |
| And ye proude Scottes of Dunbar | C |
| Parde ye be his homager | C |
| And suters to his paylyment | B |
| Ye dyde not your dewty therin | G |
| Wyerfore ye may it now repent | B |
| Ye bere yourselfe somwhat to bolde | B |
| Therfore ye have lost your copyholde | B |
| Ye be bounde tenauntes to his estate | B |
| Give up your game ye playe chek mate | B |
| For to the castell of Norham | H |
| I understonde to soone ye cam | H |
| For a prysoner therenow ye be | I |
| Eyther to the devyll or the trinite | B |
| Thanked be saynte Gorge our ladyes knythe | J |
| Your pryd is paste adwe good nycht | B |
| Ye have determyned to make a fraye | D |
| Our kynge than beynge out of the waye | D |
| But by the power and myght of God | B |
| Ye were beten weth your owne rod | B |
| By your wanton wyll syr at a worde | B |
| Ye have loste spores cote armure and sworde | B |
| Ye had be better to have busked to Huntley Bankes | K |
| Than in Englonde to playe ony suche prankes | K |
| But ye had some wyld sede to sowe | L |
| Therefore ye be layde now full lowe | L |
| Your power coude no lenger attayne | G |
| Warre with our kynge to meyntayne | G |
| Of the kynge of Naverne ye may take hede | B |
| How unfortunately he doth now spede | B |
| In double walles now he dooth dreme | H |
| That is a kynge without a realme | H |
| At hym example ye wolde none take | M |
| Experyence hath brought you in the same brake | M |
| Of the out yles ye rough foted Scottes | K |
| We have well eased you of the bottes | K |
| Ye rowe ranke Scottes and dronken Danes | K |
| Of our Englysshe bowes ye have fette your banes | K |
| It is not syttynge in tour nor towne | G |
| A sumner to were a kynges crowne | G |
| That noble erle the Whyte Lyon | G |
| Your pompe and pryde hath layde a downe | G |
| His sone the lorde admyrall is full good | B |
| His swerde hath bathed in the Scottes blode | B |
| God save kynge Henry and his lordes all | N |
| And sende the Frensshe kynge suche another fall | N |
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| Amen for saynt charyte and God save noble | O |
| Kynge Henry the viij | P |
John Skelton
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