Analysis of The Two Sisters



There was twa sisters in a bowr,
      Edinburgh, Edinburgh
    There was twa sisters in a bowr,
      Stirling for ay
    There was twa sisters in a bowr,
    There came a knight to be their wooer.
      Bonny Saint Johnston stands upon Tay.

He courted the eldest wi glove an ring,
    But he lovd the youngest above a' thing.

He courted the eldest wi brotch an knife,
  But lovd the youngest as his life.

The eldest she was vexed sair,
  An much envi'd her sister fair.

Into her bowr she could not rest,
  Wi grief an spite she almos brast.

Upon a morning fair an clear,
  She cried upon her sister dear:

"O sister, come to yon sea stran,
  An see our father's ships come to lan."

She's taen her by the milk-white han,
  An led her down to yon sea stran.

The youngest stood upon a stane,
  The eldest came an threw her in.

She tooke her by the middle sma,
  An dashd her bonny back to the jaw.

"O sister, sister, tak my han,
  An Ise mack you heir to a' my lan.

"O sister, sister, tak my middle,
  An yes get my goud and my gouden girdle.

"O sister, sister, save my life,
  An I swear Ise never be nae man's wife."

"Foul fa the han that I should tacke,
  It twin'd me an my wardles make.

"Your cherry cheeks an yallow hair
  Gars me gae maiden for evermair."

Sometimes she sank, an sometimes she swam,
  Till she came down yon bonny mill-dam.

O out it came the miller's son,
  An saw the fair maid swimmin in.

"O father, father, draw your dam,
  Here's either a mermaid or a swan."

The miller quickly drew the dam,
  An there he found a drownd woman.

You coudna see her yallow hair
  For gold and pearle that were so rare.

You coudna see her middle sma
  For gouden girdle that was sae braw.

You coudna see her fingers white,
  For gouden rings that was sae gryte.

An by there came a harper fine,
  That harped to the king at dine.

When he did look that lady upon,
  He sighd and made a heavy moan.

He's taen three locks o her yallow hair,
  An wi them strung his harp sae fair.

The first tune he did play and sing,
  Was, "Farewell to my father the king."

The nextin tune that he playd syne,
  Was, "Farewell to my mother the queen."

The lasten tune that he playd then,
  Was, "Wae to my sister, fair Ellen."


Scheme AaAbAab cc dd aa ee aa ff ff ff gx ff hh dd xx aa gg ff gf gf aa ga xe ff ff aa cc ff ff
Poetic Form
Metre 11110001 10001000 11110001 1011 11110001 11011111 101101011 1100101111 1110100101 1100101111 11010111 0101111 11100101 01011111 11111101 01010111 11010101 11011111 1110101111 11010111 11011111 01010101 01011100 11010101 110101101 11010111 111111011 110101110 1111101110 11010111 1111101111 11011111 1111111 1101111 1111011 011110111 111111011 11110101 1101110 11010111 11001101 01010101 11110110 111011 11011011 1110101 11101111 1110101 1111111 11110101 1110111 111111001 11010101 11111011 11111111 01111101 11111001 0111111 11111001 0111111 111110110
Closest metre Iambic tetrameter
Characters 2,267
Words 429
Sentences 29
Stanzas 28
Stanza Lengths 7, 2, 2, 2, 2, 2, 2, 2, 2, 2, 2, 2, 2, 2, 2, 2, 2, 2, 2, 2, 2, 2, 2, 2, 2, 2, 2, 2
Lines Amount 61
Letters per line (avg) 26
Words per line (avg) 7
Letters per stanza (avg) 57
Words per stanza (avg) 15
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Submitted on May 13, 2011

Modified on March 05, 2023

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