Bonny Dundee Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: AABB CDBB EEBBF GGBBF HIBBF JJBBF KABBF LLBBF MMBBF NNBBF OOBBF PQBBCDBBTo the Lords of Convention 'twas Clavers 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 |
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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 |
Come fill up my cup 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 |
Come fill up my cup 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 |
Come fill up my cup 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 |
Come fill up my cup 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 |
Come fill up my cup 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 |
Come fill up my cup 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 |
Come fill up my cup 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 |
Come fill up my cup 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 |
Come fill up my cup 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 |
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 | B |
Walter Scott (sir)
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