The Howe O' The Mearns Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABCBDEDE FCFGBEBE HIHJKEKE EEEELELE AMAMJEAELaddie my lad when ye gang at the tail o' the plough | A |
An' the days draw in | B |
When the burnin' yellow's awa' that was aince a lowe | C |
On the braes o' whin | B |
Do ye mind o' me that's deaved wi' the wearyfu' south | D |
An' it's puir concairns | E |
While the weepies fade on the knowes at the river's mouth | D |
In the Howe o' the Mearns | E |
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There was nae twa lads frae the Grampians doon to the Tay | F |
That could best us twa | C |
At bothie or dance or the field on a fitba' day | F |
We could sort them a' | G |
An' at courtin' time when the stars keeked doon on the glen | B |
An' its theek o' fairns | E |
It was you an' me got the pick o' the basket then | B |
In the Howe o' the Mearns | E |
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London is fine an' for ilk o' the lasses at hame | H |
There'll be saxty here | I |
But the springtime comes an' the hairst an it's aye the same | H |
Through the changefu year | J |
O a lad thinks lang o' hame ere he thinks his fill | K |
As his breid he airns | E |
An' they're thrashin' noo at the white fairm up on the hill | K |
In the Howe o' the Mearns | E |
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Gin I mind mysel' an' toil for the lave o' my days | E |
While I've een to see | E |
When I'm auld an' done wi' the fash o' their English ways | E |
I'll come hame to dee | E |
For the lad dreams aye o' the prize that the man'll get | L |
But he lives an' lairns | E |
An' it's far far 'ayont him still but it's farther yet | L |
To the Howe o' the Mearns | E |
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Laddie my lad when the hair is white on yer pow | A |
An' the work's put past | M |
When yer hand's owre auld an' heavy to haud the plough | A |
I'll win hame at last | M |
An we'll bide our time on the knowes whaur the broom stands braw | J |
An' we played as bairns | E |
Till the last lang gloamin' shall creep on us baith an' fa' | A |
On the Howe o' the Mearns | E |
Violet Jacob
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