Bonny Dundee Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: AABBCDBB EEBBF GGBBF HIBBF JJBBF KABBF LLBBF MMBBF NNBBF OOBBF PQBBCDBR| To the Lords of Convention twas Claver se who spoke | A |
| Ere the King s crown shall fall there are crowns to be broke | A |
| So let each Cavalier who loves honour and me | B |
| Come follow the bonnet of Bonny Dundee | B |
| Come fill up my cup come fill up my can | C |
| Come saddle your horses and call up your men | D |
| Come open the West Port and let me gang free | B |
| And it s room for the bonnets of Bonny Dundee | B |
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| Dundee he is mounted he rides up the street | E |
| The bells are rung backward the drums they are beat | E |
| But the Provost douce man said Just e en let him be | B |
| The Gude Town is weel quit of that Deil of Dundee | B |
| i Come fill up my cup i etc | F |
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| As he rode down the sanctified bends of the Bow | G |
| Ilk carline was flyting and shaking her pow | G |
| But the young plants of grace they looked couthie and slee | B |
| Thinking luck to thy bonnet thou Bonny Dundee | B |
| i Come fill up my cup i etc | F |
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| With sour featured Whigs the Grass market was crammed | H |
| As if half the West had set tryst to be hanged | I |
| There was spite in each look there was fear in each e e | B |
| As they watched for the bonnets of Bonny Dundee | B |
| i Come fill up my cup i etc | F |
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| These cowls of Kilmarnock had spits and had spears | J |
| And lang hafted gullies to kill cavaliers | J |
| But they shrunk to close heads and the causeway was free | B |
| At the toss of the bonnet of Bonny Dundee | B |
| i Come fill up my cup i etc | F |
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| He spurred to the foot of the proud Castle rock | K |
| And with the gay Gordon he gallantly spoke | A |
| Let Mons Meg and her marrows speak twa words or three | B |
| For the love of the bonnet of Bonny Dundee | B |
| i Come fill up my cup i etc | F |
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| The Gordon demands of him which way he goes | L |
| Where er shall direct me the shade of Montrose | L |
| Your Grace in short space shall hear tidings of me | B |
| Or that low lies the bonnet of Bonny Dundee | B |
| i Come fill up my cup i etc | F |
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| There are hills beyond Pentland and lands beyond Forth | M |
| If there s lords in the Lowlands there s chiefs in the North | M |
| There are wild Duniewassals three thousand times three | B |
| Will cry hoigh for the bonnet of Bonny Dundee | B |
| i Come fill up my cup i etc | F |
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| There s brass on the target of barkened bull hide | N |
| There s steel in the scabbard that dangles beside | N |
| The brass shall be burnished the steel shall flash free | B |
| At the toss of the bonnet of Bonny Dundee | B |
| i Come fill up my cup i etc | F |
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| Away to the hills to the caves to the rocks | O |
| Ere I own an usurper I ll couch with the fox | O |
| And tremble false Whigs in the midst of your glee | B |
| You have not seen the last of my bonnet and me | B |
| i Come fill up my cup i etc | F |
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| He waved his proud hand the trumpets were blown | P |
| The kettle drums clashed and the horsemen rode on | Q |
| Till on Ravelston s cliffs and on Clermiston s lee | B |
| Died away the wild war notes of Bonny Dundee | B |
| i Come fill up my cup come fill up my can | C |
| Come saddle the horses and call up the men | D |
| Come open your gates and let me gae free | B |
| For it s up with the bonnets of Bonny Dundee i | R |
Sir Walter Scott
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