Willie Brew'd A Peck O' Maut Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABAA CBAB DBEBB FGHBB BBCBB I| O WILLIE brew'd a peck o' maut | A |
| And Rob and Allen cam to see | B |
| Three blyther hearts that lee lang night | A |
| Ye wadna found in Christendie | A |
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| Chorus We are na fou we're nae that fou | C |
| But just a drappie in our ee | B |
| The cock may craw the day may daw | A |
| And aye we'll taste the barley bree | B |
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| Here are we met three merry boys | D |
| Three merry boys I trow are we | B |
| And mony a night we've merry been | E |
| And mony mae we hope to be | B |
| We are na fou c | B |
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| It is the moon I ken her horn | F |
| That's blinkin' in the lift sae hie | G |
| She shines sae bright to wyle us hame | H |
| But by my sooth she'll wait a wee | B |
| We are na fou c | B |
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| Wha first shall rise to gang awa | B |
| A cuckold coward loun is he | B |
| Wha first beside his chair shall fa' | C |
| He is the King amang us three | B |
| We are na fou c | B |
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| Note Willie is Nicol Allan is Masterton the writing master The scene is between Moffat and the head of the Loch of the Lowes Date August September Lang back | I |
Robert Burns
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