Burlesque Lament Fo Wm. Creech's Absence Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: AAABAC AAADAC AAAEAC FFFEFC DDDGDC DDDDDC FFFFFC HHHFHC IIIFIC AAAEAC JJJHJC IIIEIC

AULD chuckie Reekie's sair distrestA
Down droops her ance weel burnish'd crestA
Nae joy her bonie buskit nestA
Can yield avaB
Her darling bird that she lo'es bestA
Willie's awaC
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O Willie was a witty wightA
And had o' things an unco' sleightA
Auld Reekie aye he keepit tightA
And trig an' brawD
But now they'll busk her like a frightA
Willie's awaC
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The stiffest o' them a' he bow'dA
The bauldest o' them a' he cow'dA
They durst nae mair than he allow'dA
That was a lawE
We've lost a birkie weel worth gowdA
Willie's awaC
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Now gawkies tawpies gowks and foolsF
Frae colleges and boarding schoolsF
May sprout like simmer puddock stoolsF
In glen or shawE
He wha could brush them down to moolsF
Willie's awaC
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The brethren o' the Commerce chaumerD
May mourn their loss wi' doolfu' clamourD
He was a dictionar and grammarD
Among them a'G
I fear they'll now mak mony a stammerD
Willie's awaC
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Nae mair we see his levee doorD
Philosophers and poets pourD
And toothy critics by the scoreD
In bloody rawD
The adjutant o' a' the coreD
Willie's awaC
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Now worthy Gregory's Latin faceF
Tytler's and Greenfield's modest graceF
Mackenzie Stewart such a braceF
As Rome ne'er sawF
They a' maun meet some ither placeF
Willie's awaC
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Poor Burns ev'n Scotch Drink canna quickenH
He cheeps like some bewilder'd chickenH
Scar'd frae it's minnie and the cleckinH
By hoodie crawF
Grieg's gien his heart an unco kickinH
Willie's awaC
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Now ev'ry sour mou'd girnin blellumI
And Calvin's folk are fit to fell himI
Ilk self conceited critic skellumI
His quill may drawF
He wha could brawlie ward their bellumI
Willie's awaC
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Up wimpling stately Tweed I've spedA
And Eden scenes on crystal JedA
And Ettrick banks now roaring redA
While tempests blawE
But every joy and pleasure's fledA
Willie's awaC
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May I be Slander's common speechJ
A text for Infamy to preachJ
And lastly streekit out to bleachJ
In winter snawH
When I forget thee Willie CreechJ
Tho' far awaC
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May never wicked Fortune touzle himI
May never wicked men bamboozle himI
Until a pow as auld's MethusalemI
He canty clawE
Then to the blessed new JerusalemI
Fleet wing awaC

Robert Burns



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