The Dean Of Faculty: A New Ballad Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: ABCBDEFE GHGHDEDE IBIBBJBJ KLKLMNMN OOOOPPPP

DIRE was the hate at old HarlawA
That Scot to Scot did carryB
And dire the discord Langside sawC
For beauteous hapless MaryB
But Scot to Scot ne'er met so hotD
Or were more in fury seen SirE
Than 'twixt Hal and Bob for the famous jobF
Who should be the Faculty's Dean SirE
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This Hal for genius wit and loreG
Among the first was number'dH
But pious Bob 'mid learning's storeG
Commandment the tenth remember'dH
Yet simple Bob the victory gotD
And wan his heart's desireE
Which shews that heaven can boil the potD
Tho' the devil piss in the fireE
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Squire Hal besides had in this caseI
Pretensions rather brassyB
For talents to deserve a placeI
Are qualifications saucyB
So their worships of the FacultyB
Quite sick of merit's rudenessJ
Chose one who should owe it all d'ye seeB
To their gratis grace and goodnessJ
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As once on Pisgah purg'd was the sightK
Of a son of CircumcisionL
So may be on this Pisgah heightK
Bob's purblind mental visionL
Nay Bobby's mouth may be opened yetM
Till for eloquence you hail himN
And swear that he has the angel metM
That met the ass of BalaamN
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In your heretic sins may you live and dieO
Ye heretic Eight and TairtyO
But accept ye sublime MajorityO
My congratulations heartyO
With your honours as with a certain kingP
In your servants this is strikingP
The more incapacity they bringP
The more they're to your likingP

Robert Burns



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