Battle Of Sherramuir, The Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABCBDEDFFB FBGBFFFGGB FBFBHHHIJB KBKBGGGGGB GBABLLLFFB MBNBGGGOOB| O cam ye here the fight to shun | A |
| Or herd the sheep wi' me man | B |
| Or were ye at the Sherra moor | C |
| Or did the battle see man | B |
| I saw the battle sair and teugh | D |
| And reekin red ran monie a sheugh | E |
| My heart for fear gae sough for sough | D |
| To hear the thuds and see the cluds | F |
| O clans frae woods in tartan duds | F |
| Wha glaum'd at icingdoms three man | B |
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| The red coat lads wi' black cockauds | F |
| To meet them were na slaw man | B |
| They rush'd and push'd and bluid outgush'd | G |
| And monie a bouk did fa' man | B |
| The great Argyle led on his files | F |
| I wat they glanc'd for twenty miles | F |
| They hough'd the clans like nine pin kyles | F |
| They hack'd and hash'd while braid swords clashed | G |
| And thro they dash'd and hew'd and smash'd | G |
| Till fey men died awa man | B |
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| But had ye seen the philibegs | F |
| And skyrin tartan trews man | B |
| When in the teeth they daur'd our Whigs | F |
| And Covenant trueblues man | B |
| In lines extended lang and large | H |
| When baig'nets o'erpower'd the targe | H |
| And thousands hasten'd to the charge | H |
| Wi' Highland wrath and frac the sheath | I |
| Drew blades o' death till out o' breath | J |
| They fled like frightened dows man | B |
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| O how Deil Tam can that be true | K |
| The chase gaed frae the north man | B |
| I saw mysel they did pursue | K |
| The horseman back to Forth man | B |
| And at Dunblane in my ain sight | G |
| They took the brig wi a' their might | G |
| And straught to Stirling wing'd their flight | G |
| But cursed lot the gates were shut | G |
| And monie a huntit poor red coat | G |
| For fear amaist did swarf man | B |
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| My sister Kate came up the gate | G |
| Wi' crowdie unto me man | B |
| She swoor she saw some rebels run | A |
| To Perth and to Dundee man | B |
| Their left hand general had nae skill | L |
| The Angus lads had nae good will | L |
| That day their neebors' bluid to spill | L |
| For fear by foes that they should lose | F |
| Their cogs o brose they scar'd at blows | F |
| And hameward fast did flee man | B |
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| They've lost some gallant gentlemen | M |
| Amang the Highland clans man | B |
| I fear my Lord Panmure is slain | N |
| Or in his en'mies' hands man | B |
| Now wad ye sing this double flight | G |
| Some fell for wrang and some for right | G |
| But monie bade the world guid night | G |
| Say pell and mell wi' muskets' knell | O |
| How Tories feil and Whigs to Hell | O |
| Flew off in frightened bands man | B |
Robert Burns
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