To John Goudie Of Kilmarnock. - On The Publication Of His Essays Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: AABCDE FFFGFG HHHIHI FFFGFG JKLHJH| O Goudie terror of the Whigs | A |
| Dread of black coats and rev'rend wigs | A |
| Sour Bigotry on her last legs | B |
| Girnin' looks back | C |
| Wishin' the ten Egyptian plagues | D |
| Wad seize you quick | E |
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| Poor gapin' glowrin' Superstition | F |
| Waes me she's in a sad condition | F |
| Fie bring Black Jock her state physician | F |
| To see her water | G |
| Alas there's ground o' great suspicion | F |
| She'll ne'er get better | G |
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| Auld Orthodoxy lang did grapple | H |
| But now she's got an unco ripple | H |
| Haste gie her name up i' the chapel | H |
| Nigh unto death | I |
| See how she fetches at the thrapple | H |
| An' gasps for breath | I |
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| Enthusiasm's past redemption | F |
| Gaen in a gallopin' consumption | F |
| Not a' the quacks wi' a' their gumption | F |
| Will ever mend her | G |
| Her feeble pulse gies strong presumption | F |
| Death soon will end her | G |
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| 'Tis you and Taylor are the chief | J |
| Wha are to blame for this mischief | K |
| But gin the Lord's ain focks gat leave | L |
| A toom tar barrel | H |
| An' twa red peats wad send relief | J |
| An' end the quarrel | H |
Robert Burns
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