Lyric Poem · Life
The Deuks dang o’er my Daddie
by Robert Burns
THE BAIRNS gat out wi’ an unco shout,
The deuks dang o’er my daddie, O!
The fien-ma-care, quo’ the feirrie auld wife,
He was but a paidlin’ body, O!
He paidles out, and he paidles in,
An’ he paidles late and early, O!
This seven lang years I hae lien by his side,
An’ he is but a fusionless carlie, O.
O haud your tongue, my feirrie auld wife,
O haud your tongue, now Nansie, O:
I’ve seen the day, and sae hae ye,
Ye wad na ben sae donsie, O.
I’ve seen the day ye butter’d my brose,
And cuddl’d me late and early, O;
But downa-do’s come o’er me now,
And oh, I find it sairly, O!
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- Poem
- The Deuks dang o’er my Daddie
- Poet
- Robert Burns
- Length
- 16 lines
- Form
- Lyric Poem
- Themes
- Life
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- Shape
- 16 lines · 2 octaves
- End rhyme
- ABCBDBEB in every stanza.
- Line length
- Lines run 8-11 syllables (median 8), consistent with tetrameter. No single length dominates, which is normal once elision and contraction are in play.
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- Robert Burns1759–1796
- Source record
- PoetryDBThe Deuks dang o’er my Daddie by robert-burns, PoetryDB transcription
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