A Dream Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABABACD EAEFEAEAD GHGHGHGHD EIEJEJEJJ HKHKHKHKJ LHLHLHLHJ JBJBJBJBJ EKEKJKJKJ JAJAJAJAJ BABABABAJ KHKHKHKHJ EHEHEHEHJ KHKHKHKHJ MHHHNFOFJ KJHJAJHJJOn ev'ry new birth day ye see | A |
A humble poet wishes | B |
My bardship here at your Levee | A |
On sic a day as this is | B |
Is sure an uncouth sight to see | A |
Amang thae birth day dresses | C |
Sae fine this day | D |
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I see ye're complimented thrang | E |
By mony a lord an' lady | A |
God save the King 's a cuckoo sang | E |
That's unco easy said aye | F |
The poets too a venal gang | E |
Wi' rhymes weel turn'd an' ready | A |
Wad gar you trow ye ne'er do wrang | E |
But aye unerring steady | A |
On sic a day | D |
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For me before a monarch's face | G |
Ev'n there I winna flatter | H |
For neither pension post nor place | G |
Am I your humble debtor | H |
So nae reflection on your Grace | G |
Your Kingship to bespatter | H |
There's mony waur been o' the race | G |
And aiblins ane been better | H |
Than you this day | D |
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'Tis very true my sovereign King | E |
My skill may weel be doubted | I |
But facts are chiels that winna ding | E |
An' downa be disputed | J |
Your royal nest beneath your wing | E |
Is e'en right reft and clouted | J |
And now the third part o' the string | E |
An' less will gang aboot it | J |
Than did ae day | J |
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Far be't frae me that I aspire | H |
To blame your legislation | K |
Or say ye wisdom want or fire | H |
To rule this mighty nation | K |
But faith I muckle doubt my sire | H |
Ye've trusted ministration | K |
To chaps wha in barn or byre | H |
Wad better fill'd their station | K |
Than courts yon day | J |
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And now ye've gien auld Britain peace | L |
Her broken shins to plaister | H |
Your sair taxation does her fleece | L |
Till she has scarce a tester | H |
For me thank God my life's a lease | L |
Nae bargain wearin' faster | H |
Or faith I fear that wi' the geese | L |
I shortly boost to pasture | H |
I' the craft some day | J |
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I'm no mistrusting Willie Pitt | J |
When taxes he enlarges | B |
An' Will's a true guid fallow's get | J |
A name not envy spairges | B |
That he intends to pay your debt | J |
An' lessen a' your charges | B |
But God sake let nae saving fit | J |
Abridge your bonie barges | B |
An'boats this day | J |
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Adieu my Liege may freedom geck | E |
Beneath your high protection | K |
An' may ye rax Corruption's neck | E |
And gie her for dissection | K |
But since I'm here I'll no neglect | J |
In loyal true affection | K |
To pay your Queen wi' due respect | J |
May fealty an' subjection | K |
This great birth day | J |
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Hail Majesty most Excellent | J |
While nobles strive to please ye | A |
Will ye accept a compliment | J |
A simple poet gies ye | A |
Thae bonie bairntime Heav'n has lent | J |
Still higher may they heeze ye | A |
In bliss till fate some day is sent | J |
For ever to release ye | A |
Frae care that day | J |
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For you young Potentate o'Wales | B |
I tell your highness fairly | A |
Down Pleasure's stream wi' swelling sails | B |
I'm tauld ye're driving rarely | A |
But some day ye may gnaw your nails | B |
An' curse your folly sairly | A |
That e'er ye brak Diana's pales | B |
Or rattl'd dice wi' Charlie | A |
By night or day | J |
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Yet aft a ragged cowt's been known | K |
To mak a noble aiver | H |
So ye may doucely fill the throne | K |
For a'their clish ma claver | H |
There him at Agincourt wha shone | K |
Few better were or braver | H |
And yet wi' funny queer Sir John | K |
He was an unco shaver | H |
For mony a day | J |
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For you right rev'rend Osnaburg | E |
Nane sets the lawn sleeve sweeter | H |
Altho' a ribbon at your lug | E |
Wad been a dress completer | H |
As ye disown yon paughty dog | E |
That bears the keys of Peter | H |
Then swith an' get a wife to hug | E |
Or trowth ye'll stain the mitre | H |
Some luckless day | J |
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Young royal Tarry breeks I learn | K |
Ye've lately come athwart her | H |
A glorious galley stem and stern | K |
Weel rigg'd for Venus' barter | H |
But first hang out that she'll discern | K |
Your hymeneal charter | H |
Then heave aboard your grapple airn | K |
An' large upon her quarter | H |
Come full that day | J |
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Ye lastly bonie blossoms a' | M |
Ye royal lasses dainty | H |
Heav'n mak you guid as well as braw | H |
An' gie you lads a plenty | H |
But sneer na British boys awa | N |
For kings are unco scant aye | F |
An' German gentles are but sma' | O |
They're better just than want aye | F |
On ony day | J |
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Gad bless you a' consider now | K |
Ye're unco muckle dautit | J |
But ere the course o' life be through | H |
It may be bitter sautit | J |
An' I hae seen their coggie fou | A |
That yet hae tarrow't at it | J |
But or the day was done I trow | H |
The laggen they hae clautit | J |
Fu' clean that day | J |
Robert Burns
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