Rosabelle Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABAC DAEA FGFG DAE HIHI JBJ FKFK LMNM OGOP QRQR GHGH SBSC HBTC| O listen listen ladies gay | A |
| No haughty feat of arms I tell | B |
| Soft is the note and sad the lay | A |
| That mourns the lovely Rosabelle | C |
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| 'Moor moor the barge ye gallant crew | D |
| And gentle lady deign to stay | A |
| Rest thee in Castle Ravensheuch | E |
| Nor tempt the stormy firth to day | A |
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| 'The blackening wave is edged with white | F |
| To inch and rock the sea mews fly | G |
| The fishers have heard the Water Sprite | F |
| Whose screams forebode that wreck is nigh | G |
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| 'Last night the gifted Seer did view | D |
| A wet shroud swathed round lady gay | A |
| Then stay thee Fair in Ravensheuch | E |
| Why cross the gloomy firth to day ' | - |
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| 'Tis not because Lord Lindesay's heir | H |
| Tonight at Roslin leads the ball | I |
| But that my lady mother there | H |
| Sits lonely in her castle hall | I |
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| 'Tis not because the ring they ride | J |
| And Lindesay at the ring rides well | B |
| But that my sire the wine will chide | J |
| If 'tis not fill'd by Rosabelle ' | - |
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| O'er Roslin all that dreary night | F |
| A wondrous blaze was seen to gleam | K |
| 'Twas broader than the watch fire's light | F |
| And redder than the bright moonbeam | K |
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| It glared on Roslin's castled rock | L |
| It ruddied all the copse wood glen | M |
| 'Twas seen from Dryden's groves of oak | N |
| And seen from cavern'd Hawthornden | M |
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| Seem'd all on fire that chapel proud | O |
| Where Roslin's chiefs uncoffin'd lie | G |
| Each Baron for a sable shroud | O |
| Sheathed in his iron panoply | P |
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| Seem'd all on fire within around | Q |
| Deep sacristy and altar's pale | R |
| Shone every pillar foliage bound | Q |
| And glimmer'd all the dead men's mail | R |
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| Blazed battlement and pinnet high | G |
| Blazed every rose carved buttress fair | H |
| So still they blaze when fate is nigh | G |
| The lordly line of high Saint Clair | H |
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| There are twenty of Roslin's barons bold | S |
| Lie buried within that proud chapelle | B |
| Each one the holy vault doth hold | S |
| But the sea holds lovely Rosabelle | C |
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| And each Saint Clair was buried there | H |
| With candle with book and with knell | B |
| But the sea caves rung and the wild winds sung | T |
| The dirge of lovely Rosabelle | C |
Walter Scott (sir)
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