The Fall Of Jock Gillespie Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABCB DEFG HIJJ JFFJ IKLK JJKJ IMNM JJOJ IPEP JIQI ECJJ RFFFThis fell when dinner time was done | A |
'Twixt the first an' the second rub | B |
That oor mon Jock cam' hame again | C |
To his rooms ahist the Club | B |
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An' syne he laughed an' syne he sang | D |
An' syne we thocht him fou | E |
An' syne he trumped his partner's trick | F |
An' garred his partner rue | G |
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Then up and spake an elder mon | H |
That held the Spade its Ace | I |
God save the lad Whence comes the licht | J |
quot That wimples on his face quot | J |
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An' Jock he sniggered an' Jock he smiled | J |
An' ower the card brim wunk | F |
quot I'm a' too fresh fra' the stirrup peg | F |
quot May be that I am drunk quot | J |
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quot There's whusky brewed in Galashils | I |
quot An' L L L forbye | K |
quot But never liquor lit the lowe | L |
quot That keeks fra' oot your eye | K |
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quot There's a third o' hair on your dress coat breast | J |
quot Aboon the heart a wee quot | J |
quot Oh that is fra' the lang haired Skye | K |
quot That slobbers ower me quot | J |
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quot Oh lang haired Skyes are lovin' beasts | I |
quot An' terrier dogs are fair | M |
quot But never yet was terrier born | N |
quot Wi' ell lang gowden hair | M |
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quot There's a smirch o' pouther on your breast | J |
quot Below the left lappel quot | J |
quot Oh that is fra' my auld cigar | O |
quot Whenas the stump end fell quot | J |
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quot Mon Jock ye smoke the Trichi coarse | I |
quot For ye are short o' cash | P |
quot An' best Havanas Couldna leave | E |
quot Sae white an' pure an ash | P |
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quot This nicht ye stopped a story braid | J |
quot An' stopped it wi' a curse | I |
quot Last nicht ye told that tale yoursel' | Q |
quot An' capped it wi' a worse | I |
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quot Oh we're no fou Oh we're no fou | E |
quot But plainly we can ken | C |
quot Ye're fallin' fallin' fra the band | J |
quot O' cantie single men quot | J |
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An' it fell when sirris shaws were sere | R |
An' the nichts were lang and mirk | F |
In braw new breeks wi' a gowden ring | F |
Oor Jocke gaed to the Kirk | F |
Rudyard Kipling
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