Rosabelle Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABAC DAEA FGFG DAE HIHI JBJ FKFK LMNM OGOP QRQR GHGH SBSC HBTCO 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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