Dunbar Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: AABBCCDDEEFFGGHHGGII JJKLAAMMIINNOOOOPPQQ RRSSFFAATTOOUUPPVVOO WWXXTTYYZZA2A2OOB2B2 OOOMC2C2D2D2E2E2F2F2 XXWWG2G2B2B2H2H2XXAI 2F2J2H2H2FFK2JKK2OOL 2L2C2M2M2IIC2Up to Dunbar our Cromwell went | A |
Not to invade was his intent | A |
But they who first King Charles sold | B |
Now turn their backs on friends of old | B |
And principles they then held dear | C |
Were sacrificed for self I fear | C |
Another Stuart they receive | D |
Who knew too well how to deceive | D |
The most perfidious of his race | E |
Corrupt in life and void of grace | E |
The menial of the Papacy | F |
And yet content by oath to free | F |
Himself from Holy See's control | G |
And covenant to save his soul | G |
By the Scotch Presbyterian mode | H |
As to the crown this paved the road | H |
But Cromwell brooked not this control | G |
He wished man free to save his soul | G |
As conscience may to him dictate | I |
Without subservience to the State | I |
He saw also thro' the disguise | J |
Of one well versed in fraud and lies | J |
And saw how England's liberties | K |
Were threatened by this scheme of his | L |
So up to Dunbar Cromwell went | A |
To break this compact his intent | A |
Conserve the rights of Britons true | M |
To worship God in desk and pew | M |
As conscience may to them dictate | I |
Without control of king or state | I |
Or Papal bull or legate's rod | N |
Only accountable to God | N |
On Sunday night he reached Dunbar | O |
From darkened sky gleamed not a star | O |
The way he travelled o'er was drear | O |
Made doubly so by Scotchmen's fear | O |
At his approach like sheep they fled | P |
Made frantic by an awful dread | P |
Of red hot irons spear and sword | Q |
Of breasts thrust thro' and bodies gored | Q |
Which they were told would be their lot | R |
When Cromwell came So from each cot | R |
They bore away what pleased them best | S |
And to the flames consigned the rest | S |
But now Dunbar is reached yet he | F |
Finds himself in extremity | F |
Midst swamps and bogs unfit to tent | A |
By Lammermoor from hillside rent | A |
Leslie in front defiant stands | T |
A noble army he commands | T |
Of thousands two score seven or more | O |
Ready on Cromwell shot to pour | O |
Behind the sea cut off retreat | U |
With such great odds can he compete | U |
The mountain sheep may safely tread | P |
The Lammermoor but men may dread | P |
To cross this heath at any time | V |
Much more now midst the rain and slime | V |
Will Cromwell with the smaller score | O |
Dare to cross o'er to Dunbar shore | O |
Tho' shipped were half his guns and men | W |
The foe falls ere he turn again | W |
With foresight keen like one inspired | X |
He saw the end ere Leslie fired | X |
THE LORD said he as rapt he stands | T |
HATH GIVEN THEM INTO OUR HANDS | T |
'Tis the ninth month and second day | Y |
A wild wet night historians say | Y |
Quit you like men and bravely stand | Z |
Death's wrestle now is close at hand | Z |
Heed not the hoarse sea's doleful moan | A2 |
As on the cliffs its waves are thrown | A2 |
Think not of life nor kindred dear | O |
Who goes to war should nothing fear | O |
But God whose eye lids never sleep | B2 |
His Israel He will safely keep | B2 |
Oh pray but keep your powder dry | O |
Your part do then on God rely | O |
Stand to your arms the whole night thro' | O |
Or lie awake with arms in view | M |
And you ye Scots your lights blow out | C2 |
But stay not in your strong redoubt | C2 |
'Midst shocks of corn your shelter seek | D2 |
And rest in sleep your foe is weak | D2 |
Yet ere another night comes 'round | E2 |
In deeper slumber shall be found | E2 |
Full many of your stalwart host | F2 |
And stilled for aye their every boast | F2 |
In Cromwell's camp all night was heard | X |
The voice of prayer in tones which stirred | X |
The tender hearts of Ironside men | W |
As never can be told by pen | W |
Ere shone the first faint streak of morn | G2 |
The Scots beneath the shocks of corn | G2 |
Stretched out full length in quiet sleep | B2 |
Hear a loud blast and upward leap | B2 |
To seize their arms and face the foe | H2 |
Too late the warning or too slow | H2 |
Their movements when the trump was heard | X |
Yet rang along the lines the word | X |
Of battle cry by Leslie sent | A |
The Covenant The Covenant | I2 |
While high and strong was Cromwell's boast | F2 |
The Lord of Hosts The Lord of Hosts | J2 |
With master skill he struck the blow | H2 |
And when shone out the crimson glow | H2 |
Of morning sun upon the sea | F |
Brave Leslie's men began to flee | F |
They run Oh I protest they run | K2 |
Let God arise Let God arise | J |
And scattered be His enemies | K |
Loud Cromwell cried The work was done | K2 |
Then rose from England's host a cry | O |
Which rent the very heavens on high | O |
Now halt they on the battle field | L2 |
And to the Lord their homage yield | L2 |
And sing this song with hearts devout | C2 |
O praise the Lord ye nations all | M2 |
Laud Him all peoples on this ball | M2 |
His mercy toward us e'er is great | I |
His truth and grace for sinners wait | I |
Let all the people shout | C2 |
Joseph Horatio Chant
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