To A Mountain Daisy, On Turning One Down With The Plough In April, 1786. Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABBCBC DDDDDD EFEGFG DDDHDH DDDIDI DDDDDD DDDBDB HHHJHJ DDDKDK| Wee modest crimson tipped flow'r | A |
| Thou's met me in an evil hour | B |
| For I maun crush amang the stoure | B |
| Thy slender stem | C |
| To spare thee now is past my pow'r | B |
| Thou bonnie gem | C |
| - | |
| Alas it's no thy neebor sweet | D |
| The bonnie lark companion meet | D |
| Bending thee 'mang the dewy weet | D |
| Wi' spreckl'd breast | D |
| When upward springing blythe to greet | D |
| The purpling east | D |
| - | |
| Cauld blew the bitter biting north | E |
| Upon thy early humble birth | F |
| Yet cheerfully thou glinted forth | E |
| Amid the storm | G |
| Scarce rear'd above the parent earth | F |
| Thy tender form | G |
| - | |
| The flaunting flowers our gardens yield | D |
| High shelt'ring woods and wa's maun shield | D |
| But thou beneath the random bield | D |
| O' clod or stane | H |
| Adorns the histie stibble field | D |
| Unseen alane | H |
| - | |
| There in thy scanty mantle clad | D |
| Thy snawie bosom sunward spread | D |
| Thou lifts thy unassuming head | D |
| In humble guise | I |
| But now the share uptears thy bed | D |
| And low thou lies | I |
| - | |
| Such is the fate of artless maid | D |
| Sweet flow'ret of the rural shade | D |
| By love's simplicity betray'd | D |
| And guileless trust | D |
| 'Till she like thee all soil'd is laid | D |
| Low i' the dust | D |
| - | |
| Such is the fate of simple bard | D |
| On life's rough ocean luckless starr'd | D |
| Unskilful he to note the card | D |
| Of prudent lore | B |
| 'Till billows rage and gales blow hard | D |
| And whelm him o'er | B |
| - | |
| Such fate to suffering worth is giv'n | H |
| Who long with wants and woes has striv'n | H |
| By human pride or cunning driv'n | H |
| To mis'ry's brink | J |
| 'Till wrenched of every stay but Heav'n | H |
| He ruin'd sink | J |
| - | |
| Ev'n thou who mourn'st the Daisy's fate | D |
| That fate is thine no distant date | D |
| Stern Ruin's ploughshare drives elate | D |
| Full on thy bloom | K |
| 'Till crush'd beneath the furrow's weight | D |
| Shall be thy doom | K |
Robert Burns
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