Ballad On Mr. Heron's Election-no. 3 Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABCB DECE FGHG IJKL MNIN OPQP OOOO RRNR NNNN OOOO OSNS PNPN NRTR GUGU OPOP OUOU NVOV| 'TWAS in the seventeen hunder year | A |
| O' grace and ninety five | B |
| That year I was the wae'est man | C |
| Of ony man alive | B |
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| In March the three an' twentieth morn | D |
| The sun raise clear an' bright | E |
| But oh I was a waefu' man | C |
| Ere to fa' o' the night | E |
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| Yerl Galloway lang did rule this land | F |
| Wi' equal right and fame | G |
| And thereto was his kinsmen join'd | H |
| The Murray's noble name | G |
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| Yerl Galloway's man o' men was I | I |
| And chief o' Broughton's host | J |
| So twa blind beggars on a string | K |
| The faithfu' tyke will trust | L |
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| But now Yerl Galloway's sceptre's broke | M |
| And Broughton's wi' the slain | N |
| And I my ancient craft may try | I |
| Sin' honesty is gane | N |
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| 'Twas by the banks o' bonie Dee | O |
| Beside Kirkcudbright's towers | P |
| The Stewart and the Murray there | Q |
| Did muster a' their powers | P |
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| Then Murray on the auld grey yaud | O |
| Wi' winged spurs did ride | O |
| That auld grey yaud a' Nidsdale rade | O |
| He staw upon Nidside | O |
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| And there had na been the Yerl himsel | R |
| O there had been nae play | R |
| But Garlies was to London gane | N |
| And sae the kye might stray | R |
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| And there was Balmaghie I ween | N |
| In front rank he wad shine | N |
| But Balmaghie had better been | N |
| Drinkin' Madeira wine | N |
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| And frae Glenkens cam to our aid | O |
| A chief o' doughty deed | O |
| In case that worth should wanted be | O |
| O' Kenmure we had need | O |
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| And by our banners march'd Muirhead | O |
| And Buittle was na slack | S |
| Whase haly priesthood nane could stain | N |
| For wha could dye the black | S |
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| And there was grave squire Cardoness | P |
| Look'd on till a' was done | N |
| Sae in the tower o' Cardoness | P |
| A howlet sits at noon | N |
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| And there led I the Bushby clan | N |
| My gamesome billie Will | R |
| And my son Maitland wise as brave | T |
| My footsteps follow'd still | R |
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| The Douglas and the Heron's name | G |
| We set nought to their score | U |
| The Douglas and the Heron's name | G |
| Had felt our weight before | U |
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| But Douglasses o' weight had we | O |
| The pair o' lusty lairds | P |
| For building cot houses sae fam'd | O |
| And christenin' kail yards | P |
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| And there Redcastle drew his sword | O |
| That ne'er was stain'd wi' gore | U |
| Save on a wand'rer lame and blind | O |
| To drive him frae his door | U |
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| And last cam creepin' Collieston | N |
| Was mair in fear than wrath | V |
| Ae knave was constant in his mind | O |
| To keep that knave frae scaith | V |
Robert Burns
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