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Edinburgh After Flodden Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

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I	A
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News of battle news of battle	B
Hark 'tis ringing down the street	C
And the archways and the pavement	D
Bear the clang of hurrying feet	C
News of battle Who hath brought it	E
News of triumph Who should bring	F
Tidings from our noble army	G
Greetings from our gallant King	F
All last night we watched the beacons	H
Blazing on the hills afar	I
Each one bearing as it kindled	J
Message of the opened war	K
All night long the northern streamers	L
Shot across the trembling sky	A
Fearful lights that never beckon	M
Save when kings or heroes die	A
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II	A
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News of battle Who hath brought it	E
All are thronging to the gate	N
'Warder warder open quickly	G
Man is this a time to wait '	-
And the heavy gates are opened	O
Then a murmur long and loud	P
And a cry of fear and wonder	Q
Bursts from out the bending crowd	P
For they see in battered harness	R
Only one hard stricken man	S
And his weary steed is wounded	T
And his cheek is pale and wan	U
Spearless hangs a bloody banner	Q
In his weak and drooping hand	V
God can that be Randolph Murray	G
Captain of the city band	V
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III	A
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Round him crush the people crying	F
'Tell us all oh tell us true	W
Where are they who went to battle	B
Randolph Murray sworn to you	W
Where are they our brothers children	M
Have they met the English foe	X
Why art thou alone unfollowed	V
Is it weal or is it woe '	-
Like a corpse the grisly warrior	Q
Looks from out his helm of steel	Y
But no word he speaks in answer	Q
Only with his arm d heel	Y
Chides his weary steed and onward	V
Up the city streets they ride	V
Fathers sisters mothers children	M
Shrieking praying by his side	V
'By the God that made thee Randolph	Z
Tell us what mischance hath come '	-
Then he lifts his riven banner	Q
And the asker's voice is dumb	A2
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IV	Z
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The elders of the city	V
Have met within their hall	B2
The men whom good King James had charged	V
To watch the tower and wall	B2
'Your hands are weak with age ' he said	V
'Your hearts are stout and true	W
So bide ye in the Maiden Town	C2
While others fight for you	W
My trumpet from the Border side	V
Shall send a blast so clear	D2
That all who wait within the gate	V
That stirring sound may hear	E2
Or if it be the will of heaven	M
That back I never come	A2
And if instead of Scottish shouts	F2
Ye hear the English drum	A2
Then let the warning bells ring out	V
Then gird you to the fray	G2
Then man the walls like burghers stout	V
And fight while fight you may	G2
'T were better that in fiery flame	H2
The roofs should thunder down	C2
Than that the foot of foreign foe	Z
Should trample in the town '	-
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V	V
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Then in came Randolph Murray	V
His step was slow and weak	I2
And as he doffed his dinted helm	J2
The tears ran down his cheek	I2
They fell upon his corslet	V
And on his mail d hand	V
As he gazed around him wistfully	V
Leaning sorely on his brand	V
And none who then beheld him	K2
But straight were smote with fear	D2
For a bolder and a sterner man	S
Had never couched a spear	D2
They knew so sad a messenger	Q
Some ghastly news must bring	F
And all of them were fathers	L
And their sons were with the King	F
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VI	Z
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And up then rose the Provost	V
A brave old man was he	V
Of ancient name and knightly fame	H2
And chivalrous degree	V
He ruled our city like a Lord	V
Who brooked no equal here	E2
And ever for the townsmen's rights	L2
Stood up 'gainst prince and peer	D2
And he had seen the Scottish host	V
March from the Borough muir	M2
With music storm and clamorous shout	V
And all the din that thunders out	V
When youth's of victory sure	M2
But yet a dearer thought had he	V
For with a father's pride	V
He saw his last remaining son	M
Go forth by Randolph's side	V
With casque on head and spur on heel	Y
All keen to do and dare	N2
And proudly did that gallant boy	O2
Dunedin's banner bear	N2
Oh woeful now was the old man's look	P2
And he spake right heavily	V
'Now Randolph tell thy tidings	Q2
However sharp they be	V
Woe is written on thy visage	R2
Death is looking from thy face	S2
Speak though it be of overthrow	Z
It cannot be disgrace '	-
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VII	Z
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Right bitter was the agony	V
That wrung the soldier proud	V
Thrice did he strive to answer	Q
And thrice he groaned aloud	V
Then he gave the riven banner	Q
To the old man's shaking hand	V
Saying 'That is all I bring ye	V
From the bravest of the land	V
Ay ye may look upon it	V
It was guarded well and long	T2
By your brothers and your children	M
By the valiant and the strong	T2
One by one they fell around it	V
As the archers laid them low	Z
Grimly dying still unconquered	V
With their faces to the foe	Z
Ay ye well may look upon it	V
There is more than honour there	N2
Else be sure I had not brought it	V
From the field of dark despair	N2
Never yet was royal banner	Q
Steeped in such a costly dye	Z
It hath lain upon a bosom	A2
Where no other shroud shall lie	Z
Sirs I charge you keep it holy	V
Keep it as a sacred thing	F
For the stain you see upon it	V
Was the life blood of your King '	-
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VIII	Z
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Woe woe and lamentation	M
What a piteous cry was there	N2
Widows maidens mothers children	M
Shrieking sobbing in despair	N2
Through the streets the death word rushes	U2
Spreading terror sweeping on	M
'Jesu Christ our King has fallen	M
O great God King James is gone	M
Holy Mother Mary shield us	R
Thou who erst did lose thy Son	M
O the blackest day for Scotland	V
That she ever knew before	K
O our King the good the noble	B
Shall we see him never more	K
Woe to us and woe to Scotland	V
O our sons our sons and men	M
Surely some have 'scaped the Southron	M
Surely some will come again '	-
Till the oak that fell last winter	Q
Shall uprear its shattered stem	V2
Wives and mothers of Dunedin	M
Ye may look in vain for them	V2
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IX	R
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But within the Council Chamber	Q
All was silent as the grave	Z
Whilst the tempest of their sorrow	Z
Shook the bosoms of the brave	Z
Well indeed might they be shaken	M
With the weight of such a blow	Z
He was gone their prince their idol	B
Whom they loved and worshipped so	Z
Like a knell of death and judgment	V
Rung from heaven by angel hand	V
Fell the words of desolation	M
On the elders of the land	V
Hoary heads were bowed and trembling	F
Withered hands were clasped and wrung	W2
God had left the old and feeble	B
He had ta'en away the young	W2
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X	R
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Then the Provost he uprose	R
And his lip was ashen white	V
But a flush was on his brow	X2
And his eye was full of light	V
'Thou hast spoken Randolph Murray	V
Like a soldier stout and true	W
Thou hast done a deed of daring	F
Had been perilled but by few	W
For thou hast not shamed to face us	R
Nor to speak thy ghastly tale	Y2
Standing thou a knight and captain	M
Here alive within thy mail	Y2
Now as my God shall judge me	V
I hold it braver done	M
Than hadst thou tarried in thy place	R
And died above my son	M
Thou needst not tell it he is dead	V
God help us all this day	V
But speak how fought the citizens	R
Within the furious fray	V
For by the might of Mary	V
'T were something still to tell	Z2
That no Scottish foot went backward	V
When the Royal Lion fell '	-
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XI	V
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'No one failed him He is keeping	F
Royal state and semblance still	A3
Knight and noble lie around him	K2
Cold on Flodden's fatal hill	A3
Of the brave and gallant hearted	V
Whom ye sent with prayers away	V
Not a single man departed	V
From his monarch yesterday	V
Had you seen them O my masters	R
When the night began to fall	B2
And the English spearmen gathered	V
Round a grim and ghastly wall	B2
As the wolves in winter circle	B
Round the leaguer on the heath	B3
So the greedy foe glared upward	V
Panting still for blood and death	C3
But a rampart rose before them	V2
Which the boldest dared not scale	Y2
Every stone a Scottish body	V
Every step a corpse in mail	Y2
And behind it lay our monarch	D3
Clenching still his shivered sword	V
By his side Montrose and Athole	Y2
At his feet a southern lord	V
All so thick they lay together	Q
When the stars lit up the sky	Z
That I knew not who were stricken	M
Or who yet remained to die	Z
Few there were when Surrey halted	V
And his wearied host withdrew	W
None but dying men around me	V
When the English trumpet blew	W
Then I stooped and took the banner	Q
As ye see it from his breast	V
And I closed our hero's eyelids	R
And I left him to his rest	V
In the mountains growled the thunder	Q
As I leaped the woeful wall	Y2
And the heavy clouds were settling	F
Over Flodden like a pall '	-
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XI	V