The Bothie Of Tober-na-vuolich - Vi Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: A B CDECCBFCBCBGHIJCKLMC CCCNLOCPCP DCGCJBPQPPJRCSTNAUJP APVWBW XKCPYRZQA2CUAB2A2NCT JCC2CBD2PE2GB2CCCTEN B2B2A2B2B2B2B2CB2F2P B2B2OP

A Long Vacation PastoralA
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Ducite ab urbe domum mea carmina ducite DaphninB
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Bright October was come the misty bright OctoberC
Bright October was come to burn and glen and cottageD
But the cottage was empty the matutine desertedE
Who are these that walk by the shore of the salt sea waterC
Here in the dusky eve on the road by the salt sea waterC
Who are these and where it is no sweet seclusionB
Blank hill sides slope down to a salt sea loch at their basesF
Scored by runnels that fringe ere they end with rowan and alderC
Cottages here and there outstanding bare on the mountainB
Peat roofed windowless white the road underneath by the waterC
There on the blank hill side looking down through the loch to the oceanB
There with a runnel beside and pine trees twain before itG
There with the road underneath and in sight of coaches and steamersH
Dwelling of David Mackaye and his daughters Elspie and BellaI
Sends up a column of smoke the Bothie of Tober na vuolichJ
And of the older twain the elder was telling the youngerC
How on his pittance of soil he lived and raised potatoesK
Barley and oats in the bothie where lived his father before himL
Yet was smith by trade and had travelled making horseshoesM
Far in the army had seen some service with brave Sir HectorC
Wounded soon and discharged disabled as smith and soldierC
He had been many things since that drover school masterC
Whitesmith but when his brother died childless came up hitherC
And although he could get fine work that would pay in the cityN
Still was fain to abide where his father abode before himL
And the lasses are bonnie I'm father and mother to themO
Bonnie and young they're healthier here I judge and saferC
I myself find time for their reading writing and learningP
So on the road they walk by the shore of the salt sea waterC
Silent a youth and maid and elders twain conversingP
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This was the letter that came when Adam was leaving the cottageD
If you can manage to see me before going off to DartmoorC
Come by Tuesday's coach through Glencoe you have not seen itG
Stop at the ferry below and ask your way you will wonderC
There however I am to the Bothie of Tober na vuolichJ
And on another scrap of next day's date was writtenB
It was by accident purely I lit on the place I was returningP
Quietly travelling homeward by one of these wretched coachesQ
One of the horses cast a shoe and a farmer passingP
Said Old David's your man a clever fellow at shoeingP
Once just here by the firs they call it Tober na vuolichJ
So I saw and spoke with David Mackaye our acquaintanceR
When we came to the journey's end some five miles fartherC
In my unoccupied evening I walked back again to the bothieS
But on a final crossing still later in date was addedT
Come as soon as you can be sure and do not refuse meN
Who would have guessed I should find my haven and end of my travelA
Here by accident too in the bothie we laughed about soU
Who would have guessed that here would be she whose glance at RannochJ
Turned me in that mysterious way yes angels conspiringP
Slowly drew me conducted me home to herself the needleA
Which in the shaken compass flew hither and thither at last longP
Quivering poises to north I think so But I am cautiousV
More at least than I was in the old silly days when I left youW
Not at the bothie now at the changehouse in the clachanB
Why I delay my letter is more than I can tell youW
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There was another scrap without or date or commentX
Dotted over with various observations as followsK
Only think I had danced with her twice and did not rememberC
I was as one that sleeps on the railway one who dreamingP
Hears thro' his dream the name of his home shouted out hears and hears notY
Faint and louder again and less loud dying in distanceR
Dimly conscious with something of inward debate and choice andZ
Sense of claim and reality present anon relapsesQ
Nevertheless and continues the dream and fancy while forwardA2
Swiftly remorseless the car presses on lie knows not whitherC
Handsome who handsome is who handsome does is more soU
Pretty is all very pretty it's prettier far to be usefulA
No fair Lady Maria I say not that but I will sayB2
Stately is service accepted but lovelier service renderedA2
Interchange of service the law and condition of BeautyN
Any way beautiful only to be the thing one is meant forC
I I am sure for the sphere of mere ornament am not intendedT
No nor she I think thy sister at Tober na vuolichJ
This was the letter of Philip and this had brought the TutorC
This is why Tutor and pupil are walking with David and ElspieC2
When for the night they part and these once more togetherC
Went by the lochside along to the changehouse near in the clachanB
Thus to his pupil anon commenced the grave man AdamD2
Yes she is beautiful Philip beautiful even as morningP
Yes it is that which I said the Good and not the AttractiveE2
Happy is he that finds and finding does not leave itG
Ten more days did Adam with Philip abide at the changehouseB2
Ten more nights they met they walked with father and daughterC
Ten more nights and night by night more distant away wereC
Philip and she every night less heedful by habit the fatherC
Happy ten days most happy and otherwise than intendedT
Fortunate visit of Adam companion and friend to DavidE
Happy ten days be ye fruitful of happiness Pass o'er them slowlyN
Slowly like cruse of the prophet be multiplied even to agesB2
Pass slowly o'er them ye days of October ye soft misty morningsB2
Long dusky eves pass slowly and thou great Term time of OxfordA2
Awful with lectures and books and Little goes and Great goesB2
Till but the sweet bud be perfect recede and retire for the loversB2
Yea for the sweet love of lovers postpone thyself even to doomsdayB2
Pass o'er them slowly ye hours Be with them ye Loves and GracesB2
Indirect and evasive no longer a cowardly batherC
Clinging to bough and to rock and sidling along by the edgesB2
In your faith ye Muses and Graces who love the plain presentF2
Scorning historic abridgement and artifice anti poeticP
In your faith ye Muses and Loves ye Loves and GracesB2
I will confront the great peril and speak with the mouth of the loversB2
As they spoke by the alders at evening the runnel below themO
Elspie a diligent knitter and Philip her fingers watchingP

Arthur Hugh Clough



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