The Mother's Lesson Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: AABAAAAA ACDCAAAA AAEAAAAA AFGFAAAA AAHAAAAA AIA AAAA AAJ AAAA AKLMAAAA ANONAAAA APQLAAAA ARCRAAAA AQSQAAAA ATA AAAA AAAAAAAA AAUAAAAA AVACAAAA AFNNAAAA AAWAAAAA AAAAAAAA AANAAAAA C A AAAA ANANAAAA ACNCAAA AWWRAAAA ANANAAAA AXCAAAAA N| Come hither an' sit on my knee Willie | A |
| Come hither an' sit on my knee | A |
| An' list while I tell how your brave brither fell | B |
| Fechtin' for you an' for me | A |
| Fechtin' for you an' for me Willie | A |
| Wi' his guid sword in his han' | A |
| Hech but ye'll be a brave man Willie | A |
| Hech but ye'll be a brave man | A |
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| Ye min' o' your ain brither dear Willie | A |
| Ye min' o' your ain brither dear | C |
| How he pettled ye aye wi' his pliskies an' play | D |
| An' was aye sae cantie o' cheer | C |
| Aye sae cantie o' cheer Willie | A |
| As he steppit sae tall an' sae gran' | A |
| Hech but ye'll be a brave man Willie | A |
| Hech but ye'll be a brave man | A |
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| D'ye min' when the bull had ye doun Willie | A |
| D'ye min' when the bull had ye doun | A |
| D'ye min' wha grippit ye fra the big bull | E |
| D'ye min' o' his muckle red woun' | A |
| D'ye min' o' his muckle red woun' Willie | A |
| D'ye min' how the bluid doun ran | A |
| Hech but ye'll be a brave man Willie | A |
| Hech but ye'll be a brave man | A |
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| D'ye min' when we a' wanted bread Willie | A |
| the year when we a' wanted bread | F |
| How he smiled when he saw the het parritch an' a' | G |
| An' gaed cauld an' toom to his bed | F |
| Gaed awa' toom to his bed Willie | A |
| For the love o' wee Willie an' Nan | A |
| Hech but ye'll be a brave man Willie | A |
| Hech but ye'll be a brave man | A |
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| Next simmer was bright but an' ben Willie | A |
| Next simmer was bright but an' ben | A |
| When there cam a gran' cry like a win' strang an' high | H |
| By loch an' mountain an' glen | A |
| By loch an' mountain an' glen Willie | A |
| The cry o' a far forrin lan' | A |
| An' up loupit ilka brave man Willie | A |
| Up loupit ilka brave man | A |
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| For the voice cam saying 'Wha 'll gang ' Willie | A |
| The voice cam saying 'Wha'll gang | I |
| To fecht owre the sea that the slave may be free | A |
| An' the weak be safe fra' the strang ' | - |
| The weak be safe fra' the strang Willie | A |
| Rab looked on Willie an' Nan | A |
| An' hech but he was a brave man Willie | A |
| Hech but he was a brave man | A |
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| I kent by his een he was gaun Willie | A |
| I kent by his een he was gaun | A |
| An' he rose like a chief twice we spak in our grief | J |
| 'Dinna gang ' 'My mither I maun ' | - |
| When he said 'My mither I maun ' Willie | A |
| I gied him his sword to his han' | A |
| Hech but ye'll be a brave man Willie | A |
| Hech but ye'll be a brave man | A |
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| An' sae it happened afar Willie | A |
| Sae it happened afar | K |
| In the dead midnight there rose a great fecht | L |
| An' Rab was first i' the war | M |
| First i' the haur o' the war Willie | A |
| Wi' his guid sword in his han' | A |
| Hech but ye'll be a brave man Willie | A |
| Hech but ye'll be a brave man | A |
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| An' there cam' a dark wicked lord Willie | A |
| There cam' a dark wicked lord | N |
| An' oh my guid God on my bauld bairn he rode | O |
| An' smote him wi' his sword | N |
| Smote him wi' his sword Willie | A |
| But Rab had his guid sword in han' | A |
| Hech but ye'll be a brave man Willie | A |
| Hech but ye'll be a brave man | A |
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| He rushed on the fae in his might Willie | A |
| In his might to the fecht thro' the night | P |
| An' he grippit him grim an' the fae grippit him | Q |
| An' they rolled owre i' the fecht | L |
| They rolled owre i' the fecht Willie | A |
| Rab wi' his guid sword in han' | A |
| Hech but ye'll be a brave man Willie | A |
| Hech but ye'll be a brave man | A |
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| When the gran' stowre cleared awa' Willie | A |
| When the gran' stowre cleared awa' | R |
| An' the mornin' drew near in chitter an' in fear | C |
| Still still in death they lay twa | R |
| Still still in death they lay twa Willie | A |
| Rab wi' his guid sword in han' | A |
| Hech but ye'll be a brave man Willie | A |
| Hech but ye'll be a brave man | A |
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| Then up fra the death sod they bore him Willie | A |
| The young men an' maidens they bore him | Q |
| An' they mak the rocks ring 'gin my bairn were a king | S |
| An' a' the sweet lassies greet owre him | Q |
| A' the sweet lassies greet owre him Willie | A |
| An' their proud lips kiss his cauld han' | A |
| Hech but ye'll be a brave man Willie | A |
| Hech but ye'll be a brave man | A |
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| An' they big him a green grass grave Willie | A |
| They big him a green grass grave | T |
| My ain lad my ain an' they write on the stane | A |
| 'Wha wad na sleep wi' the brave ' | - |
| An' wha wad na sleep wi' the brave Willie | A |
| Wha wad na dee for his lan' | A |
| Hech but ye'll be a brave man Willie | A |
| Hech but ye'll be a brave man | A |
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| Noo come to yon press wi' me Willie | A |
| Come to yon press wi' me | A |
| And I'll show ye somethin' o' auld lang syne | A |
| When he was a bairnie like thee | A |
| When he was a bairnie like thee Willie | A |
| And stood at my knee where ye stan' | A |
| Hech but ye'll be a brave man Willie | A |
| Hech but ye'll be a brave man | A |
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| D'ye see this wee bit bannet Willie | A |
| I min' weel the day it was new | A |
| See how I haud it here to my heart | U |
| His wee bit bannet o' blue | A |
| His wee bit bannet o' blue Willie | A |
| Wi' its wee bit cockie an' ban' | A |
| Hech but ye'll be a brave man Willie | A |
| Hech but ye'll be a brave man | A |
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| D'ye see his ba' and his stickie Willie | A |
| When he played at the ba' | V |
| Na na ye 're no to tak it in han' | A |
| Ye 're no sae brave an' sae braw | C |
| But gin ye grow braw an' brave Willie | A |
| Aiblins I'se gie 't to your han' | A |
| Hech but ye'll be a brave man Willie | A |
| Hech but ye'll be a brave man | A |
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| An' this was his Guid Buik Willie | A |
| The Guid Buik that he lo'ed | F |
| Where he read the Word o' the great guid Lord | N |
| Wha bought us wi' His bluid | N |
| An' will we spare our bluid Willie | A |
| To buy the dear auld lan' | A |
| Hech but ye'll be a brave man Willie | A |
| Hech but ye'll be a brave man | A |
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| They say he's dead an' gane Willie | A |
| They say he's dead and gane | A |
| Wad God my bairnies a' were sons | W |
| That ten might gang for ane | A |
| Ten might gang for ane Willie | A |
| To save the dear auld lan' | A |
| Hech but ye'll be a brave man Willie | A |
| Hech but ye'll be a brave man | A |
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| I'd no be lorn an' lane Willie | A |
| I'd no be lorn an' lane | A |
| For gin I had him here by the han' | A |
| He could na be mair my ain | A |
| He'd no be mair my ain Willie | A |
| Gin I grippit him by the han' | A |
| Hech but ye'll be a brave man Willie | A |
| Hech but ye'll be a brave man | A |
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| An' oh gin ye gang fra me Willie | A |
| Gin ye gang as he gaed fra me | A |
| Ye'll aye be still as near to my heart | N |
| As the noo when ye sit on my knee | A |
| As the noo when ye sit on my knee Willie | A |
| An' I haud ye by the han' | A |
| Hech but ye'll be a brave man Willie | A |
| Hech but ye'll be a brave man | A |
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| 'An' wad ye no greet at a' mither | C |
| Wad ye no greet at a' ' | - |
| Aye wad I greet my bonnie bonnie bairn | A |
| 'An' will ye no greet when I fa' ' | - |
| Will I no greet when ye fa' Willie | A |
| God bless your bonnie wee han' | A |
| Hech but ye'll be a brave man Willie | A |
| I kent weel ye'd be a brave man | A |
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| Aye will I greet day an' night Willie | A |
| Aye will I greet day an' night | N |
| But gin ye can see fra your heaven doun to me | A |
| Ye'se no be wae at the sight | N |
| Ye'se no be wae at the sight Willie | A |
| E'en in your bright blessed lan' | A |
| Hech but ye'll be a brave man Willie | A |
| I kent weel ye'd be a brave man | A |
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| Ye ken how I greet sae sair Willie | A |
| Ye ken how I greet sae sair | C |
| When ye're no my ain guid bairnie the day | N |
| An' my een are cloudy wi' care | C |
| My een are cloudy wi' care Willie | A |
| An' I lean doun my head on my han' | A |
| An' think 'Will ye be a guid man Willie | A |
| Ah will ye grow a guid man ' | - |
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| Ye ken when I did na greet sae Willie | A |
| Ye ken when I did na greet sae | W |
| Gran' gran' are a proud mither's tears | W |
| An' the gate that she gangs in her wae | R |
| The gate that she gangs in her wae Willie | A |
| Wi' her foot on her ain proud lan' | A |
| Hech but ye'll be a brave man Willie | A |
| Hech but ye'll be a brave man | A |
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| Ye min' how ye saw me greet Willie | A |
| Ye min' how ye saw me greet | N |
| When the great news cam' to the toun at e'en | A |
| An' we heard the shout in the street | N |
| We heard the shout in the street Willie | A |
| An' the death word it rode an' it ran | A |
| Hech but ye'll be a brave man Willie | A |
| Hech but ye'll be a brave man | A |
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| Ye min' how I lift up mine ee' Willie | A |
| Ye min' how I lift up mine ee' | X |
| An' smiled as I smile when I stan' i' the door | C |
| An see ye come toddlin' to me | A |
| See ye come toddlin' to me Willie | A |
| An' smile afar off where I stan' | A |
| Hech but ye'll be a brave man Willie | A |
| Hech but ye'll be a brave man | A |
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| Thank God | N |
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