The Rhythmic Structure of Vladimir Vysotsky’s Poems and Songs.

The Structure of the Song “A Song about the King’s Shooter”.

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(*) (*) In a kingdom, where all wa(a)s neat and quiet, (*) (*)
Where had never been delu(u)ges, droughts or shocks, (*) (*) (*)
Once appeared a wild boa(oa)r, very giant, (*) (*)
Who was, maybe, a big wolf (*) or an ox. (*) (*) (*)

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At that time His Kingship suffered (*) from quinsy— (*) (*)
People scattered when he cou(ou)ghed or just sneezed— (*) (*) (*)
And this roaring wolf or o(o)x, dread and beastly, (*) (*)
Dragged away and ate the persons (*) he pleased. (*) (*) (*)

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So His Kingship promptly passed (*) a decision: (*) (*)
That foul monster must be stripped (*) of his life! (*) (*) (*)
And the one, who’ll carry o(o)ut this mission, (*) (*)
In reward take our fair daughter (*) to wife. (*) (*) (*)

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In that kingdom, which was close (*) to distraction— (*) (*)
As you enter, there’s a sho(o)rt walk sideways— (*) (*) (*)
Lived a fellow in debau(au)ch and inaction— (*) (*)
Once the king’s best shooter, now (*) in disgrace. (*) (*) (*)

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Merry fellows lay on skins (*) on the ground, (*) (*)
They drank port-wine and played cards, (*) sang and talked, (*) (*) (*)
When the king’s guard read the o(o)rder aloud, (*) (*)
And the shooter was dragged straight (*) to the court. (*) (*) (*)

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There His Kingship coughed to him, (*) “Listen, youngster! (*) (*)
We determined to restore you (*) to life. (*) (*) (*)
Save the kingdom from this a(a)wful disaster, (*) (*)
And We’ll give you our fair daughter (*) to wife.” (*) (*) (*)

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Said the shooter, “No offense (*) to your daughter, (*) (*)
I’d prefer a cask of port-wine (*) instead. (*) (*) (*)
Keep the princess as she i(i)s, I don’t want her, (*) (*)
I’ll for free get you that foul (*) monster’s head.” (*) (*) (*)

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Said His Kingship, “Ye’re too sassy (*) and choosy, (*) (*)
But the princess isn’t the thing (*) to debate! (*) (*) (*)
She’s a daughter of a ki(i)ng, not some floozy!..” (*) (*)
And the shooter said, “She won’t be (*) my mate!” (*) (*) (*)

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While these two debated even (*) to shout, (*) (*)
Almost all hens and young women (*) were lost, (*) (*) (*)
And nearby the palace doo(oo)r loafed about (*) (*)
That wild boar or, maybe, wolf (*) or just ox. (*) (*) (*)

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In the end, the shooter got (*) what he ought to, (*) (*)
Shot the monster and escaped (*) from that place... (*) (*) (*)
Thus he put to shame the ki(i)ng and his daughter— (*) (*)
Once the king’s best shooter, now (*) in disgrace. (*) (*)

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