Answer To A Poetical Epistle Sent To The Author By A Tailor. Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABBCBC DDDDDE FGFDFD DDDCDC HHHCHC CCCHCH HHHCHC| What ails ye now ye lousie b h | A |
| To thresh my back at sic a pitch | B |
| Losh man hae mercy wi' your natch | B |
| Your bodkin's bauld | C |
| I didna suffer ha'f sae much | B |
| Frae Daddie Auld | C |
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| What tho' at times when I grow crouse | D |
| I gie their wames a random pouse | D |
| Is that enough for you to souse | D |
| Your servant sae | D |
| Gae mind your seam ye prick the louse | D |
| An' jag the flae | E |
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| King David o' poetic brief | F |
| Wrought 'mang the lasses sic mischief | G |
| As fill'd his after life wi' grief | F |
| An' bluidy rants | D |
| An' yet he's rank'd amang the chief | F |
| O' lang syne saunts | D |
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| And maybe Tam for a' my cants | D |
| My wicked rhymes an' druken rants | D |
| I'll gie auld cloven Clootie's haunts | D |
| An unco' slip yet | C |
| An' snugly sit among the saunts | D |
| At Davie's hip get | C |
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| But fegs the Session says I maun | H |
| Gae fa' upo' anither plan | H |
| Than garrin lasses cowp the cran | H |
| Clean heels owre body | C |
| And sairly thole their mither's ban | H |
| Afore the howdy | C |
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| This leads me on to tell for sport | C |
| How I did wi' the Session sort | C |
| Auld Clinkum at the inner port | C |
| Cried three times Robin | H |
| Come hither lad an' answer for't | C |
| Ye're blamed for jobbin' | H |
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| Wi' pinch I pat a Sunday's face on | H |
| An' snoov'd away before the Session | H |
| I made an open fair confession | H |
| I scorn'd to lee | C |
| An' syne Mess John beyond expression | H |
| Fell foul o' me | C |
Robert Burns
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