The Fête Champêtre Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABABCDED FBGBHDID JBKBLDLD MBMBNDOD DBPBQDRD SBSBTDUD VBWBXDDD| O WHA will to Saint Stephen's House | A |
| To do our errands there man | B |
| O wha will to Saint Stephen's House | A |
| O' th' merry lads of Ayr man | B |
| Or will we send a man o' law | C |
| Or will we send a sodger | D |
| Or him wha led o'er Scotland a' | E |
| The meikle Ursa Major | D |
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| Come will ye court a noble lord | F |
| Or buy a score o'lairds man | B |
| For worth and honour pawn their word | G |
| Their vote shall be Glencaird's man | B |
| Ane gies them coin ane gies them wine | H |
| Anither gies them clatter | D |
| Annbank wha guessed the ladies' taste | I |
| He gies a F te Champ tre | D |
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| When Love and Beauty heard the news | J |
| The gay green woods amang man | B |
| Where gathering flowers and busking bowers | K |
| They heard the blackbird's sang man | B |
| A vow they sealed it with a kiss | L |
| Sir Politics to fetter | D |
| As their's alone the patent bliss | L |
| To hold a F te Champ tre | D |
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| Then mounted Mirth on gleesome wing | M |
| O'er hill and dale she flew man | B |
| Ilk wimpling burn ilk crystal spring | M |
| Ilk glen and shaw she knew man | B |
| She summon'd every social sprite | N |
| That sports by wood or water | D |
| On th' bonie banks of Ayr to meet | O |
| And keep this F te Champ tre | D |
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| Cauld Boreas wi' his boisterous crew | D |
| Were bound to stakes like kye man | B |
| And Cynthia's car o' silver fu' | P |
| Clamb up the starry sky man | B |
| Reflected beams dwell in the streams | Q |
| Or down the current shatter | D |
| The western breeze steals thro'the trees | R |
| To view this F te Champ tre | D |
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| How many a robe sae gaily floats | S |
| What sparkling jewels glance man | B |
| To Harmony's enchanting notes | S |
| As moves the mazy dance man | B |
| The echoing wood the winding flood | T |
| Like Paradise did glitter | D |
| When angels met at Adam's yett | U |
| To hold their F te Champ tre | D |
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| When Politics came there to mix | V |
| And make his ether stane man | B |
| He circled round the magic ground | W |
| But entrance found he nane man | B |
| He blush'd for shame he quat his name | X |
| Forswore it every letter | D |
| Wi' humble prayer to join and share | D |
| This festive F te Champ tre | D |
Robert Burns
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