The Gaberlunzie's Walk Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: ABCD EBFBGDFBHBIJKK J AKCLEM LCNC CCOCFCLCCJK J OCN LOCOOOPQEEJJCCRREEOO NNSTCCOOCCCOOOOOEECC OOCCOOJJJOO J

The Laird is dead the laird is deadA
An' dead is cousin JohnB
His henchmen ten an' his sax merrie menC
Forbye the steward's sonD
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An' his ain guid gray that he strode sae gayE
When hunt was up an' onB
An' the win' blew fair an' the grews pu'd sairF
An' dawn was on Maol donB
An' the skeigh steeds neigh'd an' the slot hounds bay'dG
An' up gaed the mornin' sunD
An' awa' gaed the deer wi' the merrie men's cheerF
Awa' owre the auld Maol donB
An' awa' wi' a shout ran the rabble an' the routH
An' awa' rode cousin JohnB
Wi' his horn his horn thro' the merry merry mornI
His hunter's horn sae shrillJ
An' 't was 'Ho heigho hereawa'K
Hereawa' hereawa'K
Ho heigho hereawa' '-
A' roun' the hillJ
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Walie walie they're a' gane deadA
A' owre the seas an' awa'K
The laird an' his men the sax an' the tenC
They gaed to fight and to fa'L
An' walie an' wae an' hech the weary dayE
The laird is dead an' a'M
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A' in ae grave by the margent o' the waveL
Thegither they lay dounC
Sax feet deep where dead men sleepN
A' i' the faeman's grun'C
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Foremost i' the van wi' his bagpipes i' his han'C
The steward's ae braw sonC
An' next the young laird gin the guid Lord had sparedO
A' as he led them onC
Wi' his bonnie brow bare an' his lang fair hairF
An' his bluidy braid sword drawnC
An' hard by his chief that in life was sae liefL
In death cam cousin JohnC
Wi' his horn his horn thro' the merry merry mornC
His hunter's horn sae shrillJ
When 't was 'Ho heigho hereawa'K
Hereawa' hereawa' '-
Ho heigho hereawa' '-
A' roun' the hillJ
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Gin ony uphauld the young Laird lies cauldO
An' cauld lies cousin JohnC
Sax feet deep as dead men sleepN
A' i' the faeman's grun '-
A' in ae grave by the margent o' the waveL
Where doun they lay that dayO
Wi' the henchmen ten an' the sax merrie menC
Ask the gaberlunzie grayO
Step an' step step an' step gaed the gaberlunzie grayO
Faint an lame wi' empty wame he hirples on his wayO
Step an' step step an' step an' owre the hill maun heP
His head is bent his pipe is brent he has na a bawbeeQ
Step an' step step an' step he totters thro' the mirkE
He hears the fox amang the cocks the houlet by the kirkE
Step an' step step an' step an' as he climbs the hillJ
The auld auld moon is gaun doun the nicht grows cauld an' stillJ
The breathin' kye aroun' him lie the ingle light is ganeC
He wakes the yowes amang the knowes an' still he gangs his laneC
His slow steps rouse the blethrin' grouse the peewit fa's an' squealsR
The nicht goat bleats amang the peats an' still he speils an' speilsR
Step an' step step an' step an' up the craigie starkE
An' mony a stane ane after ane gangs snirtlin' doun the darkE
Step an' step step an' step that gaberlunzie grayO
A' win's seem tint far far ahint as he gangs on his wayO
He hears the burn amang the fern he hears the stoatie cheepN
He hears the rustle an' flit an' fussle as the kae shifts her roost in her sleepN
Step an' step step an' step he gangs wi' troubled breathS
He feels the silence a' aboon he feels the warl beneathT
Wheet an' wheet about his feet the startit mousie ranC
An' as he gaes his riskin' claes aye gar him start an' stan'C
An' as he stan's wi' knotted han's an' leans his chitterin' headO
He hears the sod his steps have trod a tirlin' to his treadO
An' crisp foot fa' an' sibblin sma' o' stealthy cony crappin'C
An' click o' bat aboon his hat like fairy fingers snappin'C
An' ilka yird that ticked an' stirred where swairdie there is naeC
As elfin shools the tittlin' mools gar'd rinkle doun the braeO
An' safter soun' alang the groun' the grass taps thro' an' thro'O
Gin owre the fiel's the wee bit chiel's were dealin' out the dewO
Step an' step step an' step an' hech his freezin' bluidO
He gaes into the silence as ane gaes into a woodO
The mair the height mair still the nicht an' faster did he gangE
Step an' step an' then a step an' he listens hard an' langE
He listens twice he listens thrice but why he disna kenC
His cauld skin skeared an' clipped his beard he stops an' lists agenC
There's somethin' creepin' thro' his banes there's somethin' stirs his hairO
'Tis mair than use he canna choose he listens ten times mairO
He pits his pack fra his auld back he sits him on a staneC
His eyelids fa' he gapes his jaw an' harks wi' might an' mainC
The mair he list the mair uprist his gray locks wi' affrightO
Till ilka hair that he might wear was stiff an' stark uprightO
His sick heart stops the low moon drops the nicht is eerie chillJ
Wi' sudden shout the dead cry out like hunters at a killJ
Full cry full cry the win's sweep by a horn a horn is shrillJ
An' 'tis 'Ho heigho hereawa'O
Hereawa' hereawa'O
Ho heigho hereawa' '-
A' roun' the hillJ

Sydney Thompson Dobell



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