The Outlaw Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABABCDCE ABA EFEFGHI ABAB JKJ JLJ AHAH JMJ MNMO AHAH GDIDPQP R AJAJ| O Brignall banks are wild and fair | A |
| And Greta woods are green | B |
| And you may gather garlands there | A |
| Would grace a summer queen | B |
| And as I rode by Dalton Hall | C |
| Beneath the turrets high | D |
| A Maiden on the castle wall | C |
| Was singing merrily | E |
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| 'O Brignall banks are fresh and fair | A |
| And Greta woods are green | B |
| I'd rather rove with Edmund there | A |
| Than reign our English Queen ' | - |
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| 'If Maiden thou wouldst wend with me | E |
| To leave both tower and town | F |
| Thou first must guess what life lead we | E |
| That dwell by dale and down | F |
| And if thou canst that riddle read | G |
| As read full well you may | H |
| Then to the green wood shalt thou speed | I |
| As blithe as Queen of May ' | - |
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| Yet sung she 'Brignall banks are fair | A |
| And Greta woods are green | B |
| I'd rather rove with Edmund there | A |
| Than reign our English Queen | B |
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| 'I read you by your bugle horn | J |
| And by your palfrey good | K |
| I read you for a Ranger sworn | J |
| To keep the King's green wood ' | - |
| 'A Ranger Lady winds his horn | J |
| And 'tis at peep of light | L |
| His blast is heard at merry morn | J |
| And mine at dead of night ' | - |
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| Yet sung she 'Brignall banks are fair | A |
| And Greta woods are gay | H |
| I would I were with Edmund there | A |
| To reign his Queen of May | H |
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| 'With burnish'd brand and musketoon | J |
| So gallantly you come | M |
| I read you for a bold Dragoon | J |
| That lists the tuck of drum ' | - |
| 'I list no more the tuck of drum | M |
| No more the trumpet hear | N |
| But when the beetle sounds his hum | M |
| My comrades take the spear | O |
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| 'And O though Brignall banks be fair | A |
| And Greta woods be gay | H |
| Yet mickle must the maiden dare | A |
| Would reign my Queen of May | H |
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| 'Maiden a nameless life I lead | G |
| A nameless death I'll die | D |
| The fiend whose lantern lights the mead | I |
| Were better mate than I | D |
| And when I'm with my comrades met | P |
| Beneath the green wood bough | Q |
| What once we were we all forget | P |
| Nor think what we are now ' | - |
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| Chorus | R |
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| Yet Brignall banks are fresh and fair | A |
| And Greta woods are green | J |
| And you may gather flowers there | A |
| Would grace a summer queen | J |
Walter Scott (sir)
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