‘Kirrie’

Violet Jacob (1863–1946) · 1921

iambic heptameter · 25 lines · from Bonnie Joann, and Other Poems

Comin’ oot frae Kirrie, when the autumn gowd an’ sillerAt the hindmaist o’ September month has grips o’ tree an’ shaw,The mune hung, deaved wi’ sunset, no a spunk o’ pride in till her,Nae better nor a bogle, till the licht was awa;An’ the haughs below the Grampains, i’ the evenin’ they were lyin’Like a lang-socht Land o’ Promise that the cauld mist couldnasmoor;An’ tho’ ye didna see it, ye could hear the river cryin’If ye stood a while to listen on the road to Kirriemuir.

There’s an auld wife bides in Kirrie--set her up! a pridefu’ crater--And she’s crackin’ aye o’ London an’ the grand fowk ye may see;O’ the King, an’ syne his palace, till I’m sure I’m like to hate her,For the mairket-day in Kirrie is the sicht for me.But ye ken I’m sweir to fash her, an’ it’s best to be agreein’,For gin ye dinna heed her, then she’s cankered-like an’ soor,Dod, she tells o’ muckle lairnin’--but I doot the bizzar’s leein’,For it’s fules wad bide in London when they kent o’ Kirriemuir.

O, the braw, braw toon o’ Kirrie! What a years that I hae lo’ed it!And I winna seek to leave it tho’ I’m spared anither score;I’d be greetin’ like a laddie for the auld reid hooses crooditLookin’ down upon the steadin’s and the fields o’ Strathmore.Ye may speak o’ heavenly mansions, ye may say it wadna grieve yeWhen ye quit a world sae bonnie--but I canna jist be sure,For I’ll hae to wait, I’m thinkin’, or I see if I believe ye,For my first braid blink o’ Heaven, an’ my last o’ Kirriemuir!

Words in this poem

shaw n.
A thicket; a small wood or grove. [Obs. or Prov.Eng. & Scot.] [OE. schawe, scha, thicket, grove, AS. scaga; akin to Dan. skov, Sw. skog, Icel. sk.]
spunk n.
Wood that readily takes fire; touchwood; also, a kind of tinder made from a species of fungus; punk; amadou. Sir T. Browne. [Gael. spong, or Ir. sponc, tinder, sponge; cf. AS. sponge a sponge (L. spongia), spon a chip. Cf. Sponge, Punk.]
bogle n.
A goblin; a specter; a frightful phantom; a bogy; a bugbear. [Scot. and North Eng. bogle, bogill, bugill, specter; as a verb, to terrify, fr. W. bwgwl threatening, fear, bwg, bwgan, specter, hobgoblin. Cf. Bug.]
smoor v. t.
To suffocate or smother. [Obs. or Prov. [AS. smorian; akin to D. & LG. smoren, G. schmoren to stew. Cf. Smother.]
auld a.
Old; as, Auld Reekie (old smoky), i. e., Edinburgh. [See Old.]
crater n.
The basinlike opening or mouth of a volcano, through which the chief eruption comes; similarly, the mouth of a gevser, about which a cone of silica is often built up. [L. crater, cratera, a mixing vessel, the mouth of a volcano, Gr. ir to cook, Crail, in Holy Grail.]
syne adv.
Afterwards; since; ago. R. of Brunne. [See Since.]
fash v. t.
To vex; to tease; to trouble. [OF. faschier, F. f, to anger, vex; cf. Pr. fasticar, fastigar, fr. L. fastidium dilike. See Fastidious.]
bide v. i.
To dwell; to inhabit; to abide; to stay. [OE. biden, AS. bidan; akin to OHG. bitan, Goth. beidan, Icel. bi; perh. orig., to wait with trust, and akin to bid. See Bid, v. t., and cf. Abide.]
braw a.
Well-dressed; handsome; smart; brave; -- used of persons or their clothing, etc.; as, a braw lad.
toon n.
The reddish brown wood of an East Indian tree (Cedrela Toona) closely resembling the Spanish cedar; also. the tree itself. [Hind. tun, tun, Skr. tunna.]
laddie n.
A lad; a male sweetheart.
canna n.
A measure of length in Italy, varying from six to seven feet. [It.]
blink v. i.
To wink; to twinkle with, or as with, the eye. [OE. blenken; akin to dan. blinke, Sw. blinka, G. blinken to shine, glance, wink, twinkle, D. blinken to shine; and prob. to D. blikken to glance, twinkle, G. bl]

Definitions and etymologies from Webster's Unabridged Dictionary, 1913.

About this text

‘Kirrie’ is in the public domain. This text is taken from Bonnie Joann, and other poems, Project Gutenberg ebook #69484; the transcription's header, footer and licence were removed and nothing else was changed. You may copy, print and reuse it freely.

Cite as: Violet Jacob, ‘Kirrie’, in Bonnie Joann, and Other Poems (1921), text of Project Gutenberg ebook #69484, Laurel, https://laurelpoetry.com/poem/jacob-bonnie-joann/kirrie.html, id L21939.

Form and metre

‘Kirrie’ is 25 lines in 3 stanzas. The metre is iambic heptameter, measured from the stress the words themselves fix (confidence 78%).

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Measured by Laurel's pipeline, not copied from a handbook: how stress and metre are counted, how rhyme is lettered, how a drifted rhyme is found. Where the dictionary cannot confirm a rhyme the letter is withheld, not guessed.

Rhyme words, stanza by stanza

The word that ends each line, lettered by the rhyme it makes; a dash is a line whose rhyme the dictionary could not confirm.

  1. 1 ----A--A- siller · shaw · her · awa · lyinA · couldna · smoor · cryinA · kirriemuir
  2. 2 -A-AB-B- crater · seeA · her · meA · agreeinB · soor · leeinB · kirriemuir
  3. 3 -A-AB-B- it · scoreA · croodit · strathmoreA · yeB · sure · yeB · kirriemuir
Scansion, line by line

Each line with its syllable count and the stresses the words themselves fix: / stressed, ˘ unstressed, · a syllable the word leaves free and the metre decides. Read against iambic heptameter. How this is done.

LineSyl.Stress
Comin’ oot frae Kirrie, when the autumn gowd an’ siller14/˘······/˘··/˘
At the hindmaist o’ September month has grips o’ tree an’ shaw,15·····˘/˘·······
The mune hung, deaved wi’ sunset, no a spunk o’ pride in till her,15·····/·········
Nae better nor a bogle, till the licht was awa;13·/˘··/˘······
An’ the haughs below the Grampains, i’ the evenin’ they were lyin’16················
Like a lang-socht Land o’ Promise that the cauld mist couldna14······/˘······
smoor;1·
An’ tho’ ye didna see it, ye could hear the river cryin’14···········/˘·
If ye stood a while to listen on the road to Kirriemuir.15······/˘·······
There’s an auld wife bides in Kirrie--set her up! a pridefu’ crater--17···············/˘
And she’s crackin’ aye o’ London an’ the grand fowk ye may see;15······/˘·······
O’ the King, an’ syne his palace, till I’m sure I’m like to hate her,16······/˘········
For the mairket-day in Kirrie is the sicht for me.13·············
But ye ken I’m sweir to fash her, an’ it’s best to be agreein’,15···············
For gin ye dinna heed her, then she’s cankered-like an’ soor,15·········/˘˘···
Dod, she tells o’ muckle lairnin’--but I doot the bizzar’s leein’,15····/˘·········
For it’s fules wad bide in London when they kent o’ Kirriemuir.15······/˘·······
O, the braw, braw toon o’ Kirrie! What a years that I hae lo’ed it!16················
And I winna seek to leave it tho’ I’m spared anither score;15···············
I’d be greetin’ like a laddie for the auld reid hooses croodit16······/˘····/˘··
Lookin’ down upon the steadin’s and the fields o’ Strathmore.14/˘············
Ye may speak o’ heavenly mansions, ye may say it wadna grieve ye16····/˘/˘········
When ye quit a world sae bonnie--but I canna jist be sure,15······/˘··/˘···
For I’ll hae to wait, I’m thinkin’, or I see if I believe ye,16······/˘·····˘/·
For my first braid blink o’ Heaven, an’ my last o’ Kirriemuir!15······/˘·······

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