ural expression
of the atmosphere pervading the poem? Where are they
most marked?

What effect has the atmosphere of the last stanza on the
Quality of the voice?

HER, STIR. (Appendix A, 10.)

STRAND, FAR, CALM, BRAWLS. Distinguish the sound of _a_
in these words, and select other words from the poem
with the same sound. (Appendix A, 1.)

What is the Inflection on the negative statements in the
first three stanzas? On the entreaty in the refrain?
(Introduction, p. 18.)

What effect do the falling Inflection, and the marked
Pause after MORE, l. 3, stanza 1 produce?

AND WHEN THE WINDS ... GRASS. What is the Inflection?
What is the Shading when compared with the next line?

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SIR PATRICK SPENS

The king sits, in Dunfermline toun,
Drinking the blude-red wine;
"O whare will I get a skeely skipper,
To sail this new ship o' mine?"

O up and spake an eldern knight,
Sat at the king's right knee,--
"Sir Patrick Spens is the best sailor,
That ever sailed the sea."

The king has written a braid letter,
And sealed it wi' his hand,
And sent it to Sir Patrick Spens,
Was walking on the strand.

"To Noroway, to Noroway,
To Noroway o'er the faem;
The king's daughter of Noroway,
'Tis thou maun bring her hame."

The first word that Sir Patrick read,
Sae loud, loud laughed he;
The neist word that Sir Patrick read,
The tear blindit his e'e.

"O wha is this has done this deed,
And tauld the king o'me,
To send us out, this time o' the year,
To sail upon the sea?

Be't wind, be't weet, be't hail, be't sleet,
Our ship must sail the faem;
The king's daughter of Noroway,
'Tis we must fetch her hame."

They hoysed their sails on Monenday morn,
Wi' a' the speed they may;
They hae landed in Noroway,
Upon a Wodensday.

They hadna been a week, a week,
In Noroway, but twae,
When that the lords o' Noroway
Began aloud to say,--

"Ye Scottishmen spend a' our king's goud,
And a' our queenis fee."
"Ye lee, ye lee, ye lears loud!
Fu' loud I hear ye lee!

For I brought as mickle white monie,
As gane my men and me,
And I brought a half-fou o' gude red goud,
Out o'er the sea wi' me.

Mak' ready, mak' ready, my merry men a'!
Our gude ship sails the morn."
"Now, ever alake, my master dear,
I fear a deadly storm!

I saw the new moon, late yestree