The Carle Of Kellyburn Braes. Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: A ABAB CBCB DBDB E EBEB E FBFB E GBGB E HBEB E FBFB A IBIB A JBKB A EBEB A LBLB A GBGB E EBEB| Tune Kellyburn Braes | A |
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| I | - |
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| There lived a carle on Kellyburn braes | A |
| Hey and the rue grows bonnie wi' thyme | B |
| And he had a wife was the plague o' his days | A |
| And the thyme it is wither'd and rue is in prime | B |
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| II | - |
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| Ae day as the carle gaed up the lang glen | C |
| Hey and the rue grows bonnie wi' thyme | B |
| He met wi' the devil says How do yow fen | C |
| And the thyme it is wither'd and rue is in prime | B |
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| III | - |
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| I've got a bad wife sir that's a' my complaint | D |
| Hey and the rue grows bonnie wi' thyme | B |
| For saving your presence to her ye're a saint | D |
| And the thyme it is wither'd and rue is in prime | B |
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| IV | E |
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| It's neither your stot nor your staig I shall crave | E |
| Hey and the rue grows bonnie wi' thyme | B |
| But gie me your wife man for her I must have | E |
| And the thyme it is wither'd and rue is in prime | B |
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| V | E |
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| O welcome most kindly the blythe carle said | F |
| Hey and the rue grows bonnie wi' thyme | B |
| But if ye can match her ye're waur nor ye're ca'd | F |
| And the thyme it is wither'd and rue is in prime | B |
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| VI | E |
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| The devil has got the auld wife on his back | G |
| Hey and the rue grows bonnie wi' thyme | B |
| And like a poor pedlar he's carried his pack | G |
| And the thyme it is wither'd and rue is in prime | B |
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| VII | E |
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| He's carried her hame to his ain hallan door | H |
| Hey and the rue grows bonnie wi' thyme | B |
| Syne bade her gae in for a b h and a w e | E |
| And the thyme it is wither'd and rue is in prime | B |
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| VIII | E |
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| Then straight he makes fifty the pick o' his band | F |
| Hey and the rue grows bonnie wi' thyme | B |
| Turn out on her guard in the clap of a hand | F |
| And the thyme it is wither'd and rue is in prime | B |
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| IX | A |
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| The carlin gaed thro' them like ony wud bear | I |
| Hey and the rue grows bonnie wi' thyme | B |
| Whate'er she gat hands on cam near her nae mair | I |
| And the thyme it is wither'd and rue is in prime | B |
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| X | A |
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| A reekit wee devil looks over the wa' | J |
| Hey and the rue grows bonnie wi' thyme | B |
| O help master help or she'll ruin us a' | K |
| And the thyme it is wither'd and rue is in prime | B |
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| XI | A |
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| The devil he swore by the edge o' his knife | E |
| Hey and the rue grows bonnie wi' thyme | B |
| He pitied the man that was tied to a wife | E |
| And the thyme it is wither'd and rue is in prime | B |
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| XII | A |
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| The devil he swore by the kirk and the bell | L |
| Hey and the rue grows bonnie wi' thyme | B |
| He was not in wedlock thank heav'n but in hell | L |
| And the thyme it is wither'd and rue is in prime | B |
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| XIII | A |
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| Then Satan has travelled again wi' his pack | G |
| Hey and the rue grows bonnie wi' thyme | B |
| And to her auld husband he's carried her back | G |
| And the thyme it is wither'd and rue is in prime | B |
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| XIV | E |
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| I hae been a devil the feck o' my life | E |
| Hey and the rue grows bonnie wi' thyme | B |
| But ne'er was in hell till I met wi' a wife | E |
| And the thyme it is wither'd and rue is in prime | B |
Robert Burns
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