Ballad On Mr. Heron's Election-no. 2 Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABCBDBD EFEGHEEE IJEJKLEL EMNMOPEP OQERSTST TCUCTVBV WHTHXEOE WTTFHYOY OOYOWOWO EYTYEZWZ YHHYOYOY EHOHWYOY| here | A |
| For Murray's light horse are to muster | B |
| And O how the heroes will swear | C |
| And there will be Murray Commander | B |
| And Gordon the battle to win | D |
| Like brothers they'll stand by each other | B |
| Sae knit in alliance and kin | D |
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| And there will be black nebbit Johnie | E |
| The tongue o' the trump to them a' | F |
| An he get na Hell for his haddin' | E |
| The Deil gets na justice ava | G |
| And there will be Kempleton's birkie | H |
| A boy no sae black at the bane | E |
| But as to his fine Nabob fortune | E |
| We'll e'en let the subject alane | E |
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| And there will be Wigton's new Sheriff | I |
| Dame Justice fu' brawly has sped | J |
| She's gotten the heart of a Bushby | E |
| But Lord what's become o' the head | J |
| And there will be Cardoness Esquire | K |
| Sae mighty in Cardoness' eyes | L |
| A wight that will weather damnation | E |
| The Devil the prey will despise | L |
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| And there will be Douglasses doughty | E |
| New christening towns far and near | M |
| Abjuring their democrat doings | N |
| By kissin' the o' a Peer | M |
| And there will be folk frae Saint Mary's | O |
| A house o' great merit and note | P |
| The deil ane but honours them highly | E |
| The deil ane will gie them his vote | P |
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| And there will be Kenmure sae gen'rous | O |
| Whose honour is proof to the storm | Q |
| To save them from stark reprobation | E |
| He lent them his name in the Firm | R |
| And there will be lads o' the gospel | S |
| Muirhead wha's as gude as he's true | T |
| And there will be Buittle's Apostle | S |
| Wha's mair o' the black than the blue | T |
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| And there will be Logan M'Dowall | T |
| Sculdudd'ry an' he will be there | C |
| And also the Wild Scot o' Galloway | U |
| Sogering gunpowder Blair | C |
| But we winna mention Redcastle | T |
| The body e'en let him escape | V |
| He'd venture the gallows for siller | B |
| An 'twere na the cost o' the rape | V |
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| But where is the Doggerbank hero | W |
| That made Hogan Mogan to skulk | H |
| Poor Keith's gane to hell to be fuel | T |
| The auld rotten wreck of a Hulk | H |
| And where is our King's Lord Lieutenant | X |
| Sae fam'd for his gratefu' return | E |
| The birkie is gettin' his Questions | O |
| To say in Saint Stephen's the morn | E |
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| But mark ye there's trusty Kerroughtree | W |
| Whose honor was ever his law | T |
| If the Virtues were pack'd in a parcel | T |
| His worth might be sample for a' | F |
| And strang an' respectfu's his backing | H |
| The maist o' the lairds wi' him stand | Y |
| Nae gipsy like nominal barons | O |
| Wha's property's paper not land | Y |
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| And there frae the Niddisdale borders | O |
| The Maxwells will gather in droves | O |
| Teugh Jockie staunch Geordie an' Wellwood | Y |
| That griens for the fishes and loaves | O |
| And there will be Heron the Major | W |
| Wha'll ne'er be forgot in the Greys | O |
| Our flatt'ry we'll keep for some other | W |
| HIM only it's justice to praise | O |
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| And there will be maiden Kilkerran | E |
| And also Barskimming's gude Knight | Y |
| And there will be roarin Birtwhistle | T |
| Yet luckily roars i' the right | Y |
| And there'll be Stamp Office Johnie | E |
| Tak tent how ye purchase a dram | Z |
| And there will be gay Cassencarry | W |
| And there'll be gleg Colonel Tam | Z |
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| And there'll be wealthy young Richard | Y |
| Dame Fortune should hing by the neck | H |
| For prodigal thriftless bestowing | H |
| His merit had won him respect | Y |
| And there will be rich brother Nabobs | O |
| Tho' Nabobs yet men not the worst | Y |
| And there will be Collieston's whiskers | O |
| And Quintin a lad o' the first | Y |
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| Then hey the chaste Interest o' Broughton | E |
| And hey for the blessin's 'twill bring | H |
| It may send Balmaghie to the Commons | O |
| In Sodom 'twould make him a king | H |
| And hey for the sanctified Murray | W |
| Our land wha wi' chapels has stor'd | Y |
| He founder'd his horse among harlots | O |
| But gied the auld naig to the Lord | Y |
Robert Burns
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