POEM
King Bruce of Scotland flung himself down
The king sat down suddenly.
In a lonely mood to think;
He was alone and thinking sadly.
‘Tis true he was monarch, and wore a crown,
He was a king and had great power.
But his heart was beginning to sink.
Still, he was losing hope.
For he had been trying to do a great deed,
He wanted to do something big and good.
To make his people glad;
He wanted to make his people happy.
He had tried and tried, but couldn’t succeed
He tried many times but failed.
And so he became quite sad.
So, he felt very unhappy.
He flung himself down in low despair,
He felt very hopeless.
As grieved as man could be;
He was extremely sad.
And after a while he pondered there,
He sat and thought deeply.
“I’ll give it all up,” said he.
He decided to quit.
Now just at that moment a spider dropped,
Suddenly, a spider came down.
With its silken, filmy clue;
It came on a thin silk thread.
And the King stopped to see what the spider would do.
The king stopped and watched it.
‘Twas a long way up to the ceiling dome,
The spider had a long climb.
And it hung by a rope so fine;
The thread was very thin.
King Bruce could not divine.
The king could not understand how it would succeed.
It soon began to cling and crawl
The spider started climbing.
But down it came
It slipped and fell.
Up, up it ran, not a second to stay,
It tried again quickly.
To utter the least complaint;
It did not complain.
Till it fell, a little dizzy and faint.
It fell again and felt weak.
Its head grew steady — again it went,
After resting, it tried again.
And travelled a half-yard higher;
This time it climbed higher.
‘Twas a delicate thread it had to tread,
The thread was very thin and difficult.
Again it fell and swung below,
It fell again.
But again it quickly mounted;
It climbed again.
Nine brave attempts were counted.
It tried nine times bravely.
“Sure,” cried the King,
The king said,
“That foolish thing will strive no more,”
He thought the spider would stop trying.
But up the insect went once more,
But the spider tried again.
‘Tis an anxious minute;
It was a tense moment.
Will he lose or win it?
Will it fail or succeed?
Steadily, steadily, inch by inch,
Slowly and carefully,
Higher and higher he got;
It climbed higher.
And put him into his native cot.
Finally, it reached its web.
“Bravo, bravo!” the King cried out,
The king praised the spider.
“All honour to those who try;
He respected those who keep trying.
He conquered, and why shouldn’t I?”
If the spider can succeed, so can I.
And Bruce of Scotland braced his mind,
The king became strong and determined.
That he tried once more,
He tried again.
And that time did not fail.
This time, he succeeded.
Message:
Never give up. Keep trying until you succeed.
Poetic Devices:
1. Rhyme Scheme:
The poem follows a regular rhyme pattern (ABAB), which makes it musical.
Example:
down – crown
think – sink
2. Repetition:
Words are repeated to show effort.
Example: “tried and tried”
This shows continuous hard work.
3. Alliteration:
Repetition of the same starting sound.
Example: 1. “cling and crawl”
Same ‘c’ sound is repeated
2. “steady, steadily”
Same ‘s’ sound is repeated
This makes the poem sound smooth and pleasing.
4. Imagery:
The poem creates clear pictures in our mind.
Example: The spider climbing up and falling again helps us imagine the scene.
5. Personification:
The spider is shown like a human.
Example: It is described as brave and hardworking.
6. Symbolism:
- The spider = hard work and determination
- King Bruce = people who feel like giving up
7. Exclamation:
Used to show strong feelings.
Example: “Bravo, bravo!”
This shows excitement and happiness.
Conclusion:
The poem is motivational and inspiring. It teaches us that success comes to those who keep trying, just like the spider and King Bruce.
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