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The Execution Of Montrose Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

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COME hither Evan Cameron	A
Come stand beside my knee	B
I hear the river roaring down	C
Towards the wintry sea	B
There s shouting on the mountain side	D
There s war within the blast	E
Old faces look upon me	B
Old forms go trooping past	E
I hear the pibroch wailing	F
Amidst the din of fight	G
And my dim spirit wakes again	H
Upon the verge of night	G
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T was I that led the Highland host	I
Through wild Lochaber s snows	J
What time the plaided clans came down	C
To battle with Montrose	J
I ve told thee how the Southrons fell	K
Beneath the broad claymore	L
And how we smote the Campbell clan	M
By Inverlochy s shore	L
I ve told thee how we swept Dundee	B
And tam d the Lindsays pride	D
But never have I told thee yet	N
How the great Marquis died	D
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A traitor sold him to his foes	J
O deed of deathless shame	O
I charge thee boy if e er thou meet	P
With one of Assynt s name	O
Be it upon the mountain s side	D
Or yet within the glen	H
Stand he in martial gear alone	Q
Or back d by armed men	H
Face him as thou wouldst face the man	M
Who wrong d thy sire s renown	C
Remember of what blood thou art	R
And strike the caitiff down	C
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They brought him to the Watergate	S
Hard bound with hempen span	M
As though they held a lion there	T
And not a fenceless man	M
They set him high upon a cart	R
The hangman rode below	U
They drew his hands behind his back	V
And bar d his noble brow	W
Then as a hound is slipp d from leash	X
They cheer d the common throng	Y
And blew the note with yell and shout	Z
And bade him pass along	Y
	-
It would have made a brave man s heart	R
Grow sad and sick that day	A2
To watch the keen malignant eyes	B2
Bent down on that array	A2
There stood the Whig west country lords	C2
In balcony and bow	W
There sat their gaunt and wither d dames	D2
And their daughters all a row	U
And every open window	U
Was full as full might be	B
With black rob d Covenanting carles	E2
That goodly sport to see	B
	-
But when he came though pale and wan	F2
He look d so great and high	G2
So noble was his manly front	H2
So calm his steadfast eye	G2
The rabble rout forbore to shout	Z
And each man held his breath	I2
For well they knew the hero s soul	J2
Was face to face with death	I2
And then a mournful shudder	K2
Through all the people crept	L2
And some that came to scoff at him	M2
Now turn d aside and wept	L2
	-
But onwards always onwards	N2
In silence and in gloom	O2
The dreary pageant labor d	B
Till it reach d the house of doom	O2
Then first a woman s voice was heard	P2
In jeer and laughter loud	Q2
And an angry cry and a hiss arose	J
From the heart of the tossing crowd	Q2
Then as the Graeme look d upwards	N2
He saw the ugly smile	R2
Of him who sold his king for gold	S2
The master fiend Argyle	R2
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The Marquis gaz d a moment	H2
And nothing did he say	A2
But the cheek of Argyle grew ghastly pale	T2
And he turn d his eyes away	A2
The painted harlot by his side	D
She shook through every limb	M2
For a roar like thunder swept the street	P
And hands were clench d at him	M2
And a Saxon soldier cried aloud	Q2
Back coward from thy place	U2
For seven long years thou hast not dar d	B
To look him in the face	U2
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Had I been there with sword in hand	V2
And fifty Camerons by	G2
That day through high Dunedin s streets	W2
Had peal d the slogan cry	G2
Not all their troops of trampling horse	X2
Nor might of mailed men	H
Not all the rebels in the south	Y2
Had borne us backwards then	H
Once more his foot on Highland heath	Z2
Had trod as free as air	T
Or I and all who bore my name	O
Been laid around him there	T
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It might not be They placed him next	A3
Within the solemn hall	B3
Where once the Scottish kings were thron d	B
Amidst their nobles all	B3
But there was dust of vulgar feet	P
On that polluted floor	L
And perju d traitors fill d the place	U2
Where good men sate before	L
With savage glee came Warristoun	H
To read the murderous doom	O2
And then uprose the great Montrose	J
In the middle of the room	O2
	-
Now by my faith as belted knight	G
And by the name I bear	T
And by the bright Saint Andrew s cross	C3
That waves above us there	T
Yea by a greater mightier oath	D3
And oh that such should be	B
By that dark stream of royal blood	E3
That lies twixt you and me	B
I have not sought in battle field	F3
A wreath of such renown	H
Nor dar d I hope on my dying day	A2
To win the martyr s crown	H
	-
There is a chamber far away	A2
Where sleep the good and brave	G3
But a better place ye have nam d for me	B
Than by my father s grave	G3
For truth and right gainst treason s might	G
This hand hath always striven	H
And ye raise it up for a witness still	H3
In the eye of earth and heaven	H
Then nail my head on yonder tower	K2
Give every town a limb	M2
And God who made shall gather them	I3
I go from you to Him	M2
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The morning dawn d full darkly	B
The rain came flashing down	H
And the jagged streak of the levin bolt	J3
Lit up the gloomy town	H
The thunder crash d across the heaven	H
The fatal hour was come	K3
Yet aye broke in with muffled beat	P
The larum of the drum	K3
There was madness on the earth below	U
And anger in the sky	G2
And young and old and rich and poor	L3
Came forth to see him die	G2
	-
Ah God that ghastly gibbet	G2
How dismal t is to see	B
The great tall spectral skeleton	H
The ladder and the tree	B
Hark hark it is the clash of arms	M3
The bells begin to toll	J2
He is coming he is coming	F
God s mercy on his soul	J2
One last long peal of thunder	K2
The clouds are clear d away	A2
And the glorious sun once more looks down	H
Amidst the dazzling day	A2
	-
He is coming he is coming	F
Like a bridegroom from his room	O2
Came the hero from his prison	H
To the scaffold and the doom	O2
There was glory on his forehead	G2
There was lustre in his eye	G2
And he never walk d to battle	N3
More proudly than to die	G2
There was color in his visage	O3
Though the cheeks of all were wan	H
And they marvell d as they saw him pass	P3
That great and goodly man	H
	-
He mounted up the scaffold	G2
And he turn d him to the crowd	G2
But they dar d not trust the people	N3
So he might not speak aloud	G2
But he look d upon the heavens	Q3
And they were clear and blue	R3
And in the liquid ether	K2
The eye of God shone through	R3
Yet a black and murky battlement	G2
Lay resting on the hill	H3
As though the thunder slept within	H
All else was clam and still	H3
	-
The grim Geneva ministers	S3
With anxious scowl drew near	T3
As you have seen the ravens flock	U3
Around the dying deer	T3
He would not deign them word nor sign	H
But alone he bent the knee	B
And veil d his face for Christ s dear grace	U2
Beneath the gallows tree	B
Then radiant and serene he rose	J
And cast his cloak away	A2
For he had ta en his latest look	V3
Of earth and sun and day	A2
	-
A beam of light fell o er him	M2
Like a glory round the shriven	B
And he climb d the lofty ladder	K2
As it were the path to heaven	B
Then came a flash from out the cloud	G2
And a stunning thunder roll	J2
And no man dar d to look aloft	G2
For fear was on every soul	J2
There was another heavy sound	G2
A hush and then a groan	B
And darkness swept across the sky	G2
The work of death was done	B