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