When Januar' Wind. Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: A BCBB BDBD BEBA F BGEG F BBGB F BBEH F EFFB F BDGF E GEGE E GECE E EEBE E GEDE E EEEE F EEDE

Tune The lass that made the bed for meA
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I-
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When Januar' wind was blawing cauldB
As to the north I took my wayC
The mirksome night did me enfauldB
I knew na where to lodge till dayB
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II-
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By my good luck a maid I metB
Just in the middle o' my careD
And kindly she did me inviteB
To walk into a chamber fairD
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III-
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I bow'd fu' low unto this maidB
And thank'd her for her courtesieE
I bow'd fu' low unto this maidB
And bade her mak a bed to meA
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IVF
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She made the bed baith large and wideB
Wi' twa white hands she spread it downG
She put the cup to her rosy lipsE
And drank Young man now sleep ye soun'G
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VF
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She snatch'd the candle in her handB
And frae my chamber went wi' speedB
But I call'd her quickly back againG
To lay some mair below my headB
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VIF
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A cod she laid below my headB
And served me wi' due respectB
And to salute her wi' a kissE
I put my arms about her neckH
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VIIF
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Haud aff your hands young man she saysE
And dinna sae uncivil beF
If ye hae onto love for meF
O wrang na my virginitieB
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VIIIF
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Her hair was like the links o' gowdB
Her teeth were like the ivorieD
Her cheeks like lilies dipt in wineG
The lass that made the bed to meF
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IXE
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Her bosom was the driven snawG
Twa drifted heaps sae fair to seeE
Her limbs the polish'd marble staneG
The lass that made the bed to meE
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XE
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I kiss'd her owre and owre againG
And ay she wist na what to sayE
I laid her between me and the wa'C
The lassie thought na lang till dayE
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XIE
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Upon the morrow when we roseE
I thank'd her for her courtesieE
But aye she blush'd and aye she sigh'dB
And said Alas ye've ruin'd meE
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XIIE
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I clasp'd her waist and kiss'd her syneG
While the tear stood twinklin' in her e'eE
I said My lassie dinna cryD
For ye ay shall mak the bed to meE
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XIIIE
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She took her mither's Holland sheetsE
And made them a' in sarks to meE
Blythe and merry may she beE
The lass that made the bed to meE
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XIVF
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The bonnie lass made the bed to meE
The braw lass made the bed to meE
I'll ne'er forget till the day I dieD
The lass that made the bed to meE

Robert Burns



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