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 EEDETune The lass that made the bed for me | A |
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I | - |
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When Januar' wind was blawing cauld | B |
As to the north I took my way | C |
The mirksome night did me enfauld | B |
I knew na where to lodge till day | B |
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II | - |
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By my good luck a maid I met | B |
Just in the middle o' my care | D |
And kindly she did me invite | B |
To walk into a chamber fair | D |
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III | - |
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I bow'd fu' low unto this maid | B |
And thank'd her for her courtesie | E |
I bow'd fu' low unto this maid | B |
And bade her mak a bed to me | A |
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IV | F |
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She made the bed baith large and wide | B |
Wi' twa white hands she spread it down | G |
She put the cup to her rosy lips | E |
And drank Young man now sleep ye soun' | G |
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V | F |
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She snatch'd the candle in her hand | B |
And frae my chamber went wi' speed | B |
But I call'd her quickly back again | G |
To lay some mair below my head | B |
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VI | F |
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A cod she laid below my head | B |
And served me wi' due respect | B |
And to salute her wi' a kiss | E |
I put my arms about her neck | H |
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VII | F |
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Haud aff your hands young man she says | E |
And dinna sae uncivil be | F |
If ye hae onto love for me | F |
O wrang na my virginitie | B |
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VIII | F |
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Her hair was like the links o' gowd | B |
Her teeth were like the ivorie | D |
Her cheeks like lilies dipt in wine | G |
The lass that made the bed to me | F |
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IX | E |
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Her bosom was the driven snaw | G |
Twa drifted heaps sae fair to see | E |
Her limbs the polish'd marble stane | G |
The lass that made the bed to me | E |
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X | E |
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I kiss'd her owre and owre again | G |
And ay she wist na what to say | E |
I laid her between me and the wa' | C |
The lassie thought na lang till day | E |
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XI | E |
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Upon the morrow when we rose | E |
I thank'd her for her courtesie | E |
But aye she blush'd and aye she sigh'd | B |
And said Alas ye've ruin'd me | E |
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XII | E |
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I clasp'd her waist and kiss'd her syne | G |
While the tear stood twinklin' in her e'e | E |
I said My lassie dinna cry | D |
For ye ay shall mak the bed to me | E |
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XIII | E |
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She took her mither's Holland sheets | E |
And made them a' in sarks to me | E |
Blythe and merry may she be | E |
The lass that made the bed to me | E |
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XIV | F |
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The bonnie lass made the bed to me | E |
The braw lass made the bed to me | E |
I'll ne'er forget till the day I die | D |
The lass that made the bed to me | E |
Robert Burns
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