Halloween Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABCBDEFEA GHGHIJKJA LMNMOMOMA POPOQPQPA MHMHHRHRA SMTMUOVOA OWOXYPYPA ZPZPA2B2C2B2A APAPD2AD2AA MMMME2PC2PA OPOPOMOMA AMAMPMPMA OMOMAMAMA OMOMAAAAA HMHMAMAMA MPMPPAPAA F2OF2OG2C2H2C2A OMOMOAOAA I2AI2AJ2PJ2PA AMAMHE2C2E2A MJ2MMOOOOA HOJ2OK2HSHA OMOMJ2MJ2MA OMOMMMMMA OAOAOPOPA HMJ2MPAPAA MAMAOAUpon that night when fairies light | A |
On Cassilis Downans dance | B |
Or owre the lays in splendid blaze | C |
On sprightly coursers prance | B |
Or for Colean the route is ta'en | D |
Beneath the moon's pale beams | E |
There up the cove to stray and rove | F |
Among the rocks and streams | E |
To sport that night | A |
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Among the bonny winding banks | G |
Where Doon rins wimplin' clear | H |
Where Bruce ance ruled the martial ranks | G |
And shook his Carrick spear | H |
Some merry friendly country folks | I |
Together did convene | J |
To burn their nits and pou their stocks | K |
And haud their Halloween | J |
Fu' blithe that night | A |
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The lasses feat and cleanly neat | L |
Mair braw than when they're fine | M |
Their faces blithe fu' sweetly kythe | N |
Hearts leal and warm and kin' | M |
The lads sae trig wi' wooer babs | O |
Weel knotted on their garten | M |
Some unco blate and some wi' gabs | O |
Gar lasses' hearts gang startin' | M |
Whiles fast at night | A |
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Then first and foremost through the kail | P |
Their stocks maun a' be sought ance | O |
They steek their een and graip and wale | P |
For muckle anes and straught anes | O |
Poor hav'rel Will fell aff the drift | Q |
And wander'd through the bow kail | P |
And pou't for want o' better shift | Q |
A runt was like a sow tail | P |
Sae bow't that night | A |
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Then staught or crooked yird or nane | M |
They roar and cry a' throu'ther | H |
The very wee things todlin' rin | M |
Wi' stocks out owre their shouther | H |
And gif the custoc's sweet or sour | H |
Wi' joctelegs they taste them | R |
Syne cozily aboon the door | H |
Wi cannie care they've placed them | R |
To lie that night | A |
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The lasses staw frae 'mang them a' | S |
To pou their stalks of corn | M |
But Rab slips out and jinks about | T |
Behint the muckle thorn | M |
He grippet Nelly hard and fast | U |
Loud skirl'd a' the lasses | O |
But her tap pickle maist was lost | V |
When kitlin' in the fause house | O |
Wi' him that night | A |
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The auld guidwife's well hoordit nits | O |
Are round and round divided | W |
And monie lads' and lasses' fates | O |
Are there that night decided | X |
Some kindle coothie side by side | Y |
And burn thegither trimly | P |
Some start awa wi' saucy pride | Y |
And jump out owre the chimlie | P |
Fu' high that night | A |
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Jean slips in twa wi' tentie ee | Z |
Wha 'twas she wadna tell | P |
But this is Jock and this is me | Z |
She says in to hersel | P |
He bleezed owre her and she owre him | A2 |
As they wad never mair part | B2 |
Till fuff he started up the lum | C2 |
And Jean had e'en a sair heart | B2 |
To see't that night | A |
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Poor Willie wi' his bow kail runt | A |
Was brunt wi' primsie Mallie | P |
And Mallie nae doubt took the drunt | A |
To be compared to Willie | P |
Mall's nit lap out wi' pridefu' fling | D2 |
And her ain fit it brunt it | A |
While Willie lap and swore by jing | D2 |
'Twas just the way he wanted | A |
To be that night | A |
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Nell had the fause house in her min' | M |
She pits hersel and Rob in | M |
In loving bleeze they sweetly join | M |
Till white in ase they're sobbin' | M |
Nell's heart was dancin' at the view | E2 |
She whisper'd Rob to leuk for't | P |
Rob stowlins prie'd her bonny mou' | C2 |
Fu' cozie in the neuk for't | P |
Unseen that night | A |
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But Merran sat behint their backs | O |
Her thoughts on Andrew Bell | P |
She lea'es them gashin' at their cracks | O |
And slips out by hersel | P |
She through the yard the nearest taks | O |
And to the kiln goes then | M |
And darklins graipit for the bauks | O |
And in the blue clue throws then | M |
Right fear't that night | A |
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And aye she win't and aye she swat | A |
I wat she made nae jaukin' | M |
Till something held within the pat | A |
Guid Lord but she was quakin' | M |
But whether 'was the deil himsel | P |
Or whether 'twas a bauk en' | M |
Or whether it was Andrew Bell | P |
She didna wait on talkin' | M |
To spier that night | A |
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Wee Jennie to her grannie says | O |
Will ye go wi' me grannie | M |
I'll eat the apple at the glass | O |
I gat frae Uncle Johnnie | M |
She fuff't her pipe wi' sic a lunt | A |
In wrath she was sae vap'rin' | M |
She notice't na an aizle brunt | A |
Her braw new worset apron | M |
Out through that night | A |
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Ye little skelpie limmer's face | O |
I daur you try sic sportin' | M |
As seek the foul thief ony place | O |
For him to spae your fortune | M |
Nae doubt but ye may get a sight | A |
Great cause ye hae to fear it | A |
For mony a ane has gotten a fright | A |
And lived and died deleeret | A |
On sic a night | A |
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Ae hairst afore the Sherramoor | H |
I mind't as weel's yestreen | M |
I was a gilpey then I'm sure | H |
I wasna past fifteen | M |
The simmer had been cauld and wat | A |
And stuff was unco green | M |
And aye a rantin' kirn we gat | A |
And just on Halloween | M |
It fell that night | A |
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Our stibble rig was Rab M'Graen | M |
A clever sturdy fallow | P |
His son gat Eppie Sim wi' wean | M |
That lived in Achmacalla | P |
He gat hemp seed I mind it weel | P |
And he made unco light o't | A |
But mony a day was by himsel | P |
He was sae sairly frighted | A |
That very night | A |
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Then up gat fechtin' Jamie Fleck | F2 |
And he swore by his conscience | O |
That he could saw hemp seed a peck | F2 |
For it was a' but nonsense | O |
The auld guidman raught down the pock | G2 |
And out a hanfu' gied him | C2 |
Syne bade him slip frae 'mang the folk | H2 |
Some time when nae ane see'd him | C2 |
And try't that night | A |
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He marches through amang the stacks | O |
Though he was something sturtin | M |
The graip he for a harrow taks | O |
And haurls it at his curpin | M |
And every now and then he says | O |
Hemp seed I saw thee | A |
And her that is to be my lass | O |
Come after me and draw thee | A |
As fast this night | A |
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He whistled up Lord Lennox' march | I2 |
To keep his courage cheery | A |
Although his hair began to arch | I2 |
He was say fley'd and eerie | A |
Till presently he hears a squeak | J2 |
And then a grane and gruntle | P |
He by his shouther gae a keek | J2 |
And tumbled wi' a wintle | P |
Out owre that night | A |
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He roar'd a horrid murder shout | A |
In dreadfu' desperation | M |
And young and auld came runnin' out | A |
To hear the sad narration | M |
He swore 'twas hilchin Jean M'Craw | H |
Or crouchie Merran Humphie | E2 |
Till stop she trotted through them | C2 |
And wha was it but grumphie | E2 |
Asteer that night | A |
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Meg fain wad to the barn hae gaen | M |
To win three wechts o' naething | J2 |
But for to meet the deil her lane | M |
She pat but little faith in | M |
She gies the herd a pickle nits | O |
And two red cheekit apples | O |
To watch while for the barn she sets | O |
In hopes to see Tam Kipples | O |
That very nicht | A |
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She turns the key wi cannie thraw | H |
And owre the threshold ventures | O |
But first on Sawnie gies a ca' | J2 |
Syne bauldly in she enters | O |
A ratton rattled up the wa' | K2 |
And she cried Lord preserve her | H |
And ran through midden hole and a' | S |
And pray'd wi' zeal and fervour | H |
Fu' fast that night | A |
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They hoy't out Will wi' sair advice | O |
They hecht him some fine braw ane | M |
It chanced the stack he faddom'd thrice | O |
Was timmer propt for thrawin' | M |
He taks a swirlie auld moss oak | J2 |
For some black grousome carlin | M |
And loot a winze and drew a stroke | J2 |
Till skin in blypes cam haurlin' | M |
Aff's nieves that night | A |
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A wanton widow Leezie was | O |
As canty as a kittlin | M |
But och that night amang the shaws | O |
She got a fearfu' settlin' | M |
She through the whins and by the cairn | M |
And owre the hill gaed scrievin | M |
Whare three lairds' lands met at a burn | M |
To dip her left sark sleeve in | M |
Was bent that night | A |
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Whyles owre a linn the burnie plays | O |
As through the glen it wimpl't | A |
Whyles round a rocky scaur it strays | O |
Whyles in a wiel it dimpl't | A |
Whyles glitter'd to the nightly rays | O |
Wi' bickering dancing dazzle | P |
Whyles cookit underneath the braes | O |
Below the spreading hazel | P |
Unseen that night | A |
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Among the brackens on the brae | H |
Between her and the moon | M |
The deil or else an outler quey | J2 |
Gat up and gae a croon | M |
Poor Leezie's heart maist lap the hool | P |
Near lav'rock height she jumpit | A |
but mist a fit and in the pool | P |
Out owre the lugs she plumpit | A |
Wi' a plunge that night | A |
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In order on the clean hearth stane | M |
The luggies three are ranged | A |
And every time great care is ta'en' | M |
To see them duly changed | A |
Auld Uncle John wha wedlock joys | O |
Sin' Mar's year d | A |
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