The Lang Coortin' Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: ABAB CDE EFD DGD HIH JKLK MDG M F NJN M F MOJ JPF QRF EGI SGSG TUVU WXWX TJFG FFF FYF EDI FDFD EJI JZJZ EA2IA2 B2JDJ C2DA D2DAD RE2F DFFF DE2JE2 JJGJ VFT JDJD EFIF VGT IFI

The ladye she stood at her lattice highA
Wi' her doggie at her feetB
Thorough the lattice she can spyA
The passers in the streetB
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'There's one that standeth at the doorC
And tirleth at the pinD
Now speak and say my popinjayE
If I sall let him in '-
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Then up and spake the popinjayE
That flew abune her headF
'Gae let him in that tirls the pinD
He cometh thee to wed '-
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O when he cam' the parlour inD
A woeful man was heG
'And dinna ye ken your lover agenD
Sae well that loveth thee '-
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'And how wad I ken ye loved me SirH
That have been sae lang awayI
And how wad I ken ye loved me SirH
Ye never telled me sae '-
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Said 'Ladye dear ' and the salt salt tearJ
Cam' rinnin' doon his cheekK
'I have sent the tokens of my loveL
This many and many a weekK
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'O didna ye get the rings LadyeM
The rings o' the gowd sae fineD
I wot that I have sent to theeG
Four score four score and nine '-
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'They cam' to me ' said that fair ladyeM
'Wow they were flimsie things '-
Said 'that chain o' gowd my doggie to howdF
It is made o' thae self same rings '-
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'And didna ye get the locks the locksN
The locks o' my ain black hairJ
Whilk I sent by post whilk I sent by boxN
Whilk I sent by the carrier '-
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'They cam' to me ' said that fair ladyeM
'And I prithee send nae mair '-
Said 'that cushion sae red for my doggie's headF
It is stuffed wi' thae locks o' hair '-
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'And didna ye get the letter LadyeM
Tied wi' a silken stringO
Whilk I sent to thee frae the far countrieJ
A message of love to bring '-
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'It cam' to me frae the far countrieJ
Wi' its silken string and a'P
But it wasna prepaid ' said that high born maidF
'Sae I gar'd them tak' it awa' '-
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'O ever alack that ye sent it backQ
It was written sae clerkly and wellR
Now the message it brought and the boon that it soughtF
I must even say it mysel' '-
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Then up and spake the popinjayE
Sae wisely counselled heG
'Now say it in the proper wayI
Gae doon upon thy knee '-
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The lover he turned baith red and paleS
Went doon upon his kneeG
'O Ladye hear the waesome taleS
That must be told to theeG
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'For five lang years and five lang yearsT
I coorted thee by looksU
By nods and winks by smiles and tearsV
As I had read in booksU
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'For ten lang years O weary hoursW
I coorted thee by signsX
By sending game by sending flowersW
By sending ValentinesX
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'For five lang years and five lang yearsT
I have dwelt in the far countrieJ
Till that thy mind should be inclinedF
Mair tenderly to meG
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'Now thirty years are gane and pastF
I am come frae a foreign landF
I am come to tell thee my love at lastF
O Ladye gie me thy hand '-
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The ladye she turned not pale nor redF
But she smiled a pitiful smileY
'Sic' a coortin' as yours my man ' she saidF
'Takes a lang and a weary while '-
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And out and laughed the popinjayE
A laugh of bitter scornD
'A coortin' done in sic' a wayI
It ought not to be borne '-
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Wi' that the doggie barked aloudF
And up and doon he ranD
And tugged and strained his chain o' gowdF
All for to bite the manD
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'O hush thee gentle popinjayE
O hush thee doggie dearJ
There is a word I fain wad sayI
It needeth he should hear '-
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Aye louder screamed that ladye fairJ
To drown her doggie's barkZ
Ever the lover shouted mairJ
To make that ladye harkZ
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Shrill and more shrill the popinjayE
Upraised his angry squallA2
I trow the doggie's voice that dayI
Was louder than them allA2
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The serving men and serving maidsB2
Sat by the kitchen fireJ
They heard sic' a din the parlour withinD
As made them much admireJ
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Out spake the boy in buttonsC2
I ween he wasna thinD
'Now wha will tae the parlour gaeA
And stay this deadlie din '-
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And they have taen a kerchiefD2
Casted their kevils inD
For wha will tae the parlour gaeA
And stay that deadlie dinD
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When on that boy the kevil fellR
To stay the fearsome noiseE2
'Gae in ' they cried 'whate'er betideF
Thou prince of button boys '-
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Syne he has taen a supple caneD
To swinge that dog sae fatF
The doggie yowled the doggie howledF
The louder aye for thatF
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Syne he has taen a mutton baneD
The doggie ceased his noiseE2
And followed doon the kitchen stairJ
That prince of button boysE2
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Then sadly spake that ladye fairJ
Wi' a frown upon her browJ
'O dearer to me is my sma' doggieG
Than a dozen sic' as thouJ
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'Nae use nae use for sighs and tearsV
Nae use at all to fretF
Sin' ye've bided sae well for thirty yearsT
Ye may bide a wee langer yet '-
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Sadly sadly he crossed the floorJ
And tirled at the pinD
Sadly went he through the doorJ
Where sadly he cam' inD
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'O gin I had a popinjayE
To fly abune my headF
To tell me what I ought to sayI
I had by this been wedF
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'O gin I find anither ladye '-
He said wi' sighs and tearsV
'I wot my coortin' sall not beG
Anither thirty yearsT
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'For gin I find a ladye gayI
Exactly to my tasteF
I'll pop the question aye or nayI
In twenty years at maist '-

Lewis Carroll



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