Peggy Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABCBDBEB FAGAAHIH JBKBLMNM OPQPLBRB STUTABTB A AVUV ANON OMOM QWQW| Now westlin winds and slaught'ring guns | A |
| Bring autumn's pleasant weather | B |
| And the moorcock springs on whirring wings | C |
| Amang the blooming heather | B |
| Now waving grain wide o'er the plain | D |
| Delights the weary farmer | B |
| And the moon shines bright when I rove at night | E |
| To muse upou my charmer | B |
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| The partridge loves the fruitful fells | F |
| The plover loves the mountains | A |
| The woodcock haunts tbe lonely dell | G |
| The soaring hern the fountains | A |
| Thro' lofty groves the cushat roves | A |
| The path of man to shun it | H |
| The hazel bush o'erhangs the thrush | I |
| The spreading thorn the linnet | H |
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| Thus ev'ry kind their pleasure find | J |
| The savage and the tender | B |
| Some social join and leagues combine | K |
| Some solitary wander | B |
| Avaunt away the cruel sway | L |
| Tyrannic man's dominion | M |
| The sportsman's joy the murd'ring cry | N |
| The flutt'ring gory pinion | M |
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| But Peggy dear the evening's clear | O |
| Thick flies the skimming swallow | P |
| The sky is blue the fields in view | Q |
| All fading green and yellow | P |
| Come let us stray our gladsome way | L |
| And view the charms of nature | B |
| The rustling corn the fruited thorn | R |
| And every happy creature | B |
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| We'll gently walk and sweetly talk | S |
| Till the silent moon shine clearly | T |
| I'll grasp thy waist and fondly prest | U |
| Swear how I love thee dearly | T |
| Not vernal show'rs to budding flow'rs | A |
| Not autumn to the farmer | B |
| So dear can be as thou to me | T |
| My fair my lovely charmer | B |
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| My Love is Like a Red Red Rose | A |
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| O my luve is like a red red rose | A |
| That's newly sprung in June | V |
| O my love is like a melodie | U |
| That's sweetly play'd in tune | V |
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| As fair thou art my bonnie lass | A |
| So deep in luve am I | N |
| And I will luve thee still my dear | O |
| Till a' the seas gang dry | N |
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| Till a' the seas gang dry my dear | O |
| And the rocks melt wi' the sun | M |
| And I will luve thee still my dear | O |
| While the sands of life shall run | M |
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| And fare the weel my only luve | Q |
| And fare the well awhile | W |
| And I will come again my love | Q |
| Tho' it were ten thousand mile | W |
Robert Burns
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