Lament Of Mary, Queen Of Scots, On The Approach Of Spring Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABCBDECE FGHGIIJI KLMBIKIK NOFMIPQP RSISIBTB UVWVUBIB UFUFXYKY| Now Nature hangs her mantle green | A |
| On every blooming tree | B |
| And spreads her sheets o' daises white | C |
| Out o'er the grassy lea | B |
| Now Pheebus cheers the crystal streams | D |
| And glads the azure skies | E |
| But nought can glad the weary wight | C |
| That fast in durance lies | E |
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| Now laverocks wake the merry morn | F |
| Aloft on dewy wing | G |
| The merle in his noontide bow'r | H |
| Makes woodland echoes ring | G |
| The mavis wild ai' mony a note | I |
| Sings drowsy day to reast | I |
| In love and freedom they rejoice | J |
| Wi' care nor thrall opprest | I |
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| Now blooms the lily by the bank | K |
| The primrose down the brae | L |
| The hawthorn's budding in the glen | M |
| And milk white is the slae | B |
| The meanest hind in fair Scotland | I |
| May rove their sweets amang | K |
| But I the Queen of a' Scotland | I |
| Maun lie in prison strang | K |
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| I was the Queen o' bonie France | N |
| Where happy I hae been | O |
| Fu' lightly raise I in the morn | F |
| As blythe lay down at e'en | M |
| And I'm the sov'reign of Scotland | I |
| And mony a traitor there | P |
| Yet here I lie in foreign bands | Q |
| And never ending care | P |
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| But as for thee thou false woman | R |
| My sister and my fae | S |
| Grim Vengeance yet shall whet a sword | I |
| That thro' thy soul shall gae | S |
| The weeping blood in woman's breast | I |
| Was never known to thee | B |
| Nor th' balm that draps on wounds of woe | T |
| Frae woman's pitying e'e | B |
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| My son my son may kinder stars | U |
| Upon thy fortune shine | V |
| And may those pleasures gild thy reign | W |
| That ne'er wad blink on mine | V |
| God keep thee frae my mother's faes | U |
| Or turn their hearts to thee | B |
| And where thou meet'st thy mother's friend | I |
| Remember him for me | B |
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| O soon to me may Summer suns | U |
| Nae mair light up the morn | F |
| Nae mair to me the Autumn winds | U |
| Wave o'er the yellow corn | F |
| And in the narrow house of death | X |
| Let Winter round me rave | Y |
| And the next flow'rs that deck the Spring | K |
| Bloom on my peaceful grave | Y |
Robert Burns
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