The Lawyers First Tale Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
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'Dearest of boys please come to day | B |
Papa and mama have bid me say | B |
They hope you'll dine with us at three | C |
They will be out till then you see | C |
But you will start at once you know | D |
And come as fast as you can go | D |
Next week they hope you'll come and stay | B |
Some time before you go away | B |
Dear boy how pleasant it will be | C |
Ever your dearest Emily ' | - |
Twelve years of age was I and she | C |
Fourteen when thus she wrote to me | C |
A schoolboy with an uncle spending | E |
My holidays then nearly ending | E |
My uncle lived the mountain o'er | F |
A rector and a bachelor | F |
The vicarage was by the sea | C |
That was the home of Emily | C |
The windows to the front looked down | G |
Across a single streeted town | G |
Far as to where Worms head was seen | H |
Dim with ten watery miles between | H |
The Carnedd mountains on the right | I |
With stony masses filled the sight | I |
To left the open sea the bay | B |
In a blue plain before you lay | B |
A garden full of fruit extends | J |
Stone walled above the house and ends | J |
With a locked door that by a porch | K |
Admits to churchyard and to church | L |
Farm buildings nearer on one side | M |
And glebe and then the countrywide | M |
I and my cousin Emily | C |
Were cousins in the third degree | C |
My mother near of kin was reckoned | N |
To hers who was my mother's second | N |
My cousinship I held from her | F |
Such an amount of girls there were | F |
At first one really was perplexed | O |
'Twas Patty first and Lydia next | O |
And Emily the third and then | P |
Philippa Phoebe Mary Gwen | P |
Six were they you perceive in all | Q |
And portraits fading on the wall | Q |
Grandmothers heroines of old | R |
And aunts of aunts with scrolls that told | R |
Their names and dates were there to show | D |
Why these had all been christened so | D |
The crowd of blooming daughters fair | S |
Scarce let you see the mother there | S |
And by her husband large and tall | Q |
She looked a little shrunk and small | Q |
Although my mother used to tell | T |
That once she was a county belle | T |
Busied she seemed and half distress'd | U |
For him and them to do the best | U |
The vicar was of bulk and thewes | D |
Six feet he stood within his shoes | D |
And every inch of all a man | V |
Ecclesiast on the ancient plan | V |
Unforced by any party rule | W |
His native character to school | W |
In ancient learning not unread | X |
But had few doctrines in his head | X |
Dissenters truly he abhorr'd | Y |
They never had his gracious word | Z |
He ne'er was bitter or unkind | A2 |
But positively spoke his mind | A2 |
Their piety he could not bear | S |
A sneaking snivelling set they were | F |
Their tricks and meanness fired his blood | B2 |
Up for his Church he stoutly stood | C2 |
No worldly aim had he in life | D2 |
To set him with himself at strife | D2 |
A spade a spade he freely named | E2 |
And of his joke was not ashamed | E2 |
Made it and laughed at it be sure | F2 |
With young and old and rich and poor | G2 |
His sermons frequently he took | H2 |
Out of some standard reverend book | H2 |
They seemed a little strange indeed | I2 |
But were not likely to mislead | I2 |
Others he gave that were his own | J2 |
The difference could be quickly known | J2 |
Though sorry not to have a boy | K2 |
His daughters were his perfect joy | K2 |
He plagued them oft drew tears from each | L2 |
Was bold and hasty in his speech | L2 |
All through the house you heard him call | Q |
He had his vocatives for all | Q |
Patty Patina Pat became | M2 |
Lydia took Languish with her name | M2 |
Philippa was the Gentle Queen | H |
And Phoebe Madam Proserpine | H |
The pseudonyms for Mary Gwen | H |
Varied with every week again | H |
But Emily of all the set | N2 |
Emilia called was most the pet | N2 |
Soon as her messenger had come | O2 |
I started from my uncle's home | P2 |
On an old pony scrambling down | H |
Over the mountain to the town | H |
My cousins met me at the door | Q2 |
And some behind and some before | Q2 |
Kissed me all round and kissed again | H |
The happy custom there and then | H |
From Patty down to Mary Gwen | H |
Three hours we had and spent in play | B |
About the garden and the hay | B |
We sat upon the half built stack | R2 |
And when 'twas time for hurrying back | R2 |
Slyly away the others hied | N2 |
And took the ladder from the side | N2 |
Emily there alone with me | C |
Was left in close captivity | C |
But down the stack at last I slid | N2 |
And found the ladder they had hid | N2 |
I left at six again I went | N2 |
Soon after and a fortnight spent | N2 |
Drawing by Patty I was taught | N2 |
But could not be to music brought | N2 |
I showed them how to play at chess | D |
I argued with the governess | D |
I called them stupid why to me | C |
'Twas evident as A B C | C |
Were not the reasons such and such | S2 |
Helston my schoolfellow but much | S2 |
My senior in a yacht came o'er | F |
His uncle with him from the shore | Q2 |
Under Worms head to take a sail | T2 |
He pressed them but could not prevail | T2 |
Mania was timid durst not go | D |
Papa was rather gruff with no | D |
Helston no sooner was afloat | N2 |
We made a party in a boat | N2 |
And rowed to Sea Mew Island out | N2 |
And landed there and roved about | N2 |
And I and Emily out of reach | L2 |
Strayed from the rest along the beach | L2 |
Turning to look into a cave | U2 |
She stood when suddenly a wave | U2 |
Ran up I caught her by the frock | V2 |
And pulled her out and o'er a rock | V2 |
So doing stumbled rolled and fell | T |
She knelt down I remember well | T |
Bid me where I was hurt to tell | T |
And kissed me three times as I lay | B |
But I jumped up and limped away | B |
The next was my departing day | B |
Patty arranged it all with me | C |
To send next year to Emily | C |
A valentine I wrote and sent | N2 |
For the fourteenth it duly went | N2 |
On the fourteenth what should there be | C |
But one from Emily to me | C |
The postmark left it plain to see | C |
Mine though they praised it at the time | W2 |
Was but a formal piece of rhyme | W2 |
She sent me one that she had bought | N2 |
'Twas stupid of her as I thought | N2 |
Why not have written one She wrote | N2 |
However soon this little note | N2 |
'Dearest of boys of course 'twas you | X2 |
You printed but your hand I knew | X2 |
And verses too how did you learn | H |
I can't send any in return | H |
Papa declares they are not bad | N2 |
That's praise from him and I'm so glad | N2 |
Because you know no one can be | C |
I'd rather have to write to me | C |
'Our governess is going away | B |
We're so distressed she cannot stay | B |
Mama had made it quite a rule | W |
We none of us should go to school | W |
But what to do they do not know | D |
Papa protests it must be so | D |
Lydia and I may have to go | D |
Patty will try to teach the rest | N2 |
Mama agrees it will be best | N2 |
Dear boy good bye I am you see | C |
Ever your dearest Emily | C |
We want to know so write and tell | T |
If you'd a valentine as well' | T |
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Five tardy years were fully spent | N2 |
Ere next my cousins' way I went | N2 |
With Christmas then I came to see | C |
My uncle in his rectory | C |
But they the town had left no more | Q2 |
Were in the vicarage of yore | Q2 |
When time his sixtieth year had brought | N2 |
An easier cure the vicar sought | N2 |
A country parsonage was made | N2 |
Sufficient amply with the aid | N2 |
Of mortar here and there and bricks | D |
For him and wife and children six | D |
Though neighbours now there scarce was light | N2 |
To see them and return ere night | N2 |
Emily wrote how glad they were | F |
To hear of my arrival there | S |
Mama had bid her say that all | T |
The house was crowded for the ball | T |
Till Tuesday but if I would come | O2 |
She thought that they could find me room | Y2 |
The week with them I then should spend | N2 |
But really must the ball attend | N2 |
'Dear cousin you have been away | B |
For such an age pray don't delay | B |
But come and do not lose a day ' | - |
A schoolboy still but now indeed | N2 |
About to college to proceed | N2 |
Dancing was let it be confess'd | N2 |
To me no pleasure at the best | N2 |
Of girls and of their lovely looks | D |
I thought not busy with my books | D |
Still though a little ill content | N2 |
Upon the Monday morn I went | N2 |
My cousins each and all I found | N2 |
Wondrously grown They kissed me round | N2 |
And so affectionate and good | N2 |
They were it could not be withstood | N2 |
Emily I was so surprised | N2 |
At first I hardly recognised | N2 |
Her face so formed and rounded now | H |
Such knowledge in her eyes and brow | H |
For all I read and thought I knew | X2 |
She could divine me through and through | X2 |
Where had she been and what had done | H |
I asked such victory to have won | H |
She had not studied had not read | N2 |
Seemed to have little in her head | N2 |
Yet of herself the right and true | X2 |
As of her own experience knew | X2 |
Straight from her eyes her judgments flew | X2 |
Like absolute decrees they ran | H |
From mine on such a different plan | H |
A simple county country ball | T |
It was to be not grand at all | T |
And cousins four with me would dance | D |
And keep me well in countenance | D |
And there were people there to be | C |
Who knew of old my family | C |
Friends of my friends I heard and knew | X2 |
And tried but no it would not do | X2 |
Somehow it seemed a sort of thing | E |
To which my strength I could not bring | E |
The music scarcely touched my ears | D |
The figures fluttered me with fears | D |
I talked but had not aught to say | B |
Danced my instructions to obey | B |
E'en when with beautiful good will | T |
Emilia through the long quadrille | T |
Conducted me alas the day | B |
Ten times I wished myself away | B |
But she invested with a dower | Z2 |
Of conscious scarce exerted power | F |
Emilia so I know not why | - |
They called her now not Emily | T |
Amid the living heaving throng | A3 |
Sedately somewhat moved along | A3 |
Serenely somewhat in the dance | D |
Mingled divining at a glance | D |
And reading every countenance | D |
Not stately she nor grand nor tall | T |
Yet looked as if controlling all | T |
The fluctuations of the ball | T |
Her subjects ready at her call | T |
All others she a queen her throne | H |
Preparing and her title known | H |
Though not yet taken as her own | H |
O wonderful I still can see | T |
And twice she came and danced with me | T |
She asked me of my school and what | N2 |
Those prizes were that I had got | N2 |
And what we learnt and 'oh ' she said | N2 |
'How much to carry in one's head ' | - |
And I must be upon my guard | N2 |
And really must not work too hard | N2 |
Who were my friends I and did I go | D |
Ever to balls I told her no | D |
She said 'I really like them so | D |
But then I am a girl and dear | B3 |
You like your friends at school I fear | B3 |
Better than anybody here ' | - |
How long had she left school I asked | N2 |
Two years she told me and I tasked | N2 |
My faltering speech to learn about | N2 |
Her life but could not bring it out | N2 |
This while the dancers round us flew | T |
Helston whom formerly I knew | T |
My schoolfellow was at the ball | T |
A man full statured fair and tall | T |
Helston of Helston now they said | N2 |
Heir to his uncle who was dead | N2 |
In the army too he danced with three | T |
Of the four sisters Emily | T |
Refused him once to dance with me | T |
How long it seemed and yet at one | H |
We left before 'twas nearly done | H |
How thankful I the journey through | T |
I talked to them with spirits new | T |
And the brief sleep of closing night | N2 |
Brought a sensation of delight | N2 |
Which when I woke was exquisite | N2 |
The music moving in my brain | H |
I felt in the gay crowd again | H |
Half felt half saw the girlish bands | D |
On their white skirts their white gloved hands | D |
Advance retreat and yet advance | D |
And mingle in the mingling dance | D |
The impulse had arrived at last | N2 |
When the opportunity was past | N2 |
Breakfast my soft sensations first | N2 |
With livelier passages dispersed | N2 |
Reposing in his country home | P2 |
Which half luxurious had become | O2 |
Gay was their father loudly flung | C3 |
His guests and blushing girls among | C3 |
His jokes and she their mother too | T |
Less anxious seemed with less to do | T |
Her daughters aiding As the day | B |
Advanced the others went away | B |
But I must absolutely stay | B |
The girls cried out I stayed and let | N2 |
Myself be once more half their pet | N2 |
Although a little on the fret | N2 |
How ill our boyhood understands | D |
Incipient manhood's strong demands | D |
Boys have such troubles of their own | H |
As none they fancy e'er have known | H |
Such as to speak of or to tell | T |
They hold were unendurable | T |
Religious social of all kinds | D |
That tear and agitate their minds | D |
A thousand thoughts within me stirred | N2 |
Of which I could not speak a word | N2 |
Strange efforts after something new | T |
Which I was wretched not to do | T |
Passions ambitions lay and lurked | N2 |
Wants counter wants obscurely worked | N2 |
Without their names and unexplained | N2 |
And where had Emily obtained | N2 |
Assurance and had ascertained | N2 |
How strange how far behind was I | - |
And how it came I asked and why | - |
How was it and how could it be | T |
And what was all that worked in me | T |
They used to scold me when I read | N2 |
And bade me talk to them instead | N2 |
When I absconded to my room | Y2 |
To fetch me out they used to come | O2 |
Oft by myself I went to walk | D3 |
But by degrees was got to talk | D3 |
The year had cheerfully begun | H |
With more than winter's wonted sun | H |
Mountains in the green garden ways | D |
Gleamed through the laurel and the bays | D |
I well remember letting out | N2 |
One day as there I looked about | N2 |
While they of girls discoursing sat | N2 |
This one how sweet how lovely that | N2 |
That I could greater pleasure take | E3 |
In looking on Llynidwil lake | E3 |
Than on the fairest female face | D |
They could not understand a place | D |
Incomprehensible it seemed | N2 |
Philippa looked as if she dreamed | N2 |
Patty and Lydia loud exclaimed | N2 |
And I already was ashamed | N2 |
When Emily asked half apart | N2 |
If to the lake I'd given my heart | N2 |
And did the lake she wished to learn | H |
My tender sentiment return | H |
For music too I would not care | S |
Which was an infinite despair | S |
When Lydia took her seat to play | T |
I read a book or walked away | T |
I was not quite composed I own | H |
Except when with the girls alone | H |
Looked to their father still with fear | B3 |
Of how to him I must appear | B3 |
And was entirely put to shame | M2 |
When once some rough he cousins came | M2 |
Yet Emily from all distress | D |
Could reinstate me more or less | D |
How pleasant by her side to walk | D3 |
How beautiful to let her talk | D3 |
How charming I yet by slow degrees | D |
I got impatient ill at ease | D |
Half glad half wretched when at last | N2 |
The visit ended and 't was past | N2 |
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Next year I went and spent a week | F3 |
And certainly had learnt to speak | F3 |
My chains I forcibly had broke | G3 |
And now too much indeed I spoke | G3 |
A mother sick and seldom seen | H |
A grief for many months had been | H |
Their father too was feebler years | D |
Were heavy and there had been fears | D |
Some months ago and he was vexed | N2 |
With party heats and all perplexed | N2 |
With an upheaving modern change | H3 |
To him and his old wisdom strange | H3 |
The daughters all were there not one | H |
Had yet to other duties run | H |
Their father people used to say | T |
Frightened the wooers all away | T |
As vines around an ancient stem | I3 |
They clung and clustered upon him | J3 |
Him loved and tended above all | T |
Emilia ever at his call | T |
But I was intellectual | T |
I talked in high superior tone | H |
Of things the girls had never known | H |
Far wiser to have let alone | H |
Things which the father knew in short | N2 |
By country clerical report | N2 |
I talked of much I thought I knew | T |
Used all my college wit anew | T |
A little on my fancy drew | T |
Religion politics O me | T |
No subject great enough could be | T |
In vain more weak in spirit grown | H |
At times he tried to put me down | H |
I own it was the want in part | N2 |
Of any discipline of heart | N2 |
It was now hard at work again | H |
The busy argufying brain | H |
Of the prize schoolboy but indeed | N2 |
Much more if right the thing I read | N2 |
It was the instinctive wish to try | - |
And above all things not be shy | - |
Alas it did not do at all | T |
Ill went the visit ill the ball | T |
Each hour I felt myself grow worse | D |
With every effort more perverse | D |
I tried to change too hard indeed | N2 |
I tried and never could succeed | N2 |
Out of sheer spite an extra day | T |
I stayed but when I went away | T |
Alas the farewells were not warm | K3 |
The kissing was the merest form | K3 |
Emilia was distraite and sad | N2 |
And everything was bad as bad | N2 |
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O had some happy chance fall'n out | N2 |
To turn the thing just round about | N2 |
In time at least to give anew | T |
The old affectionate adieu | T |
A little thing a word a jest | N2 |
A laugh had set us all at rest | N2 |
But nothing came I went away | T |
And could have really cried that day | T |
So vexed for I had meant so well | T |
Yet everything so ill befell | T |
And why and how I could not tell | T |
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Our wounds in youth soon close and heal | T |
Or seem to close young people feel | T |
And suffer greatly I believe | L3 |
But then they can't profess to grieve | L3 |
Their pleasures occupy them more | Q2 |
And they have so much time before | Q2 |
At twenty life appeared to me | T |
A sort of vague infinity | T |
And though of changes still I heard | N2 |
Real changes had not yet occurred | N2 |
And all things were or would be well | T |
And nothing irremediable | T |
The youth for his degrees that reads | D |
Beyond it nothing knows or needs | D |
Nor till 'tis over wakes to see | T |
The busy world's reality | T |
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One visit brief I made again | H |
In autumn next but one and then | H |
All better found With Mary Gwen | H |
I talked a schoolgirl just about | N2 |
To leave this winter and come out | N2 |
Patty and Lydia were away | T |
And a strange sort of distance lay | T |
Betwixt me and Emilia | T |
She sought me less and I was shy | - |
And yet this time I think that I | - |
More subtly felt more saw more knew | T |
The beauty into which she grew | T |
More understood the meanings now | H |
Of the still eyes and rounded brow | H |
And could perhaps have told you how | H |
The intellect that crowns our race | D |
To more than beauty in her face | D |
Was changed But I confuse from hence | D |
The later and the earlier sense | D |
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Have you the Giesbach seen a fall | T |
In Switzerland you say that's all | T |
That and an inn from which proceeds | D |
A path that to the Faulhorn leads | D |
From whence you see the world of snows | D |
Few see how perfect in repose | D |
White green the lake lies deeply set | N2 |
Where slowly purifying yet | N2 |
The icy river floods retain | H |
A something of the glacier stain | H |
Steep cliffs arise the waters o'er | F |
The Giesbach leads you to a shore | Q2 |
And to one still sequestered bay | T |
I found elsewhere a scrambling way | T |
Above the loftier heights ascend | N2 |
And level platforms here extend | N2 |
The mountains and the cliffs between | H |
With firs and grassy spaces green | H |
And little dips and knolls to show | D |
In part or whole the lake below | D |
And all exactly at the height | N2 |
To make the pictures exquisite | N2 |
Most exquisite they seemed to me | T |
When a year after my degree | T |
Passing upon my journey home | P2 |
From Greece and Sicily and Rome | P2 |
I stayed at that minute hotel | T |
Six days or eight I cannot tell | T |
Twelve months had led me fairly through | T |
The old world surviving in the new | T |
From Rome with joy I passed to Greece | D |
To Athens and the Peloponnese | D |
Saluted with supreme delight | N2 |
The Parthenon surmounted height | N2 |
In huts at Delphi made abode | N2 |
And in Arcadian valleys rode | N2 |
Counted the towns that lie like slain | H |
Upon the wide Boeotian plain | H |
With wonder in the spacious gloom | Y2 |
Stood of the Mycen an tomb | Y2 |
From the Acrocorinth watched the day | T |
Light the eastern and the western bay | T |
Constantinople then had seen | H |
Where by her cypresses the queen | H |
Of the East sees flow through portals wide | N2 |
The steady streaming Scythian tide | N2 |
And after from Scamander's mouth | M3 |
Went up to Troy and to the South | M3 |
To Lycia Caria pressed atwhiles | D |
Outvoyaging to Egean isles | D |
To see the things which sick with doubt | N2 |
And comment one had learnt about | N2 |
Was like clear morning after night | N2 |
Or raising of the blind to sight | N2 |
Aware it might be first and last | N2 |
I did it eagerly and fast | N2 |
And took unsparingly my fill | T |
The impetus of travel still | T |
Urged me but laden half oppress'd | N2 |
Here lighting on a place of rest | N2 |
I yielded asked not if 'twere best | N2 |
Pleasant it was reposing here | N3 |
To sum the experience of the year | B3 |
And let the accumulated gain | H |
Assort itself upon the brain | H |
Travel's a miniature life | L3 |
Travel is evermore a strife | L3 |
Where he must run who would obtain | H |
'Tis a perpetual loss and gain | H |
For sloth and error dear we pay | T |
By luck and effort win our way | T |
And both have need of every day | T |
Each day has got its sight to see | D |
Each day must put to profit be | D |
Pleasant when seen are all the sights | D |
To let them think themselves to rights | D |
I on the Giesbach turf reclined | N2 |
Half watched this process in my mind | N2 |
Watched the stream purifying slow | D |
In me and in the lake below | D |
And then began to think of home | P2 |
And possibilities to come | O2 |
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Brienz on our Brienzer See | D |
From Interlaken every day | T |
A steamer seeks and at our pier | B3 |
Lets out a crowd to see things here | N3 |
Up a steep path they pant and strive | L3 |
When to the level they arrive | L3 |
Dispersing hither thither run | H |
For all must rapidly be done | H |
And seek with questioning and din | H |
Some the cascade and some the inn | H |
The waterfall for if you look | H2 |
You find it printed in the book | H2 |
That man or woman so inclined | N2 |
May pass the very fall behind | N2 |
So many feet there intervene | H |
The rock and flying jet between | H |
The inn 'tis also in the plan | H |
For tourist is a hungry man | H |
And a small salle repeats by rote | N2 |
A daily task of table d'h te | D |
Where broth and meat and country wine | H |
Assure the strangers that they dine | H |
Do it they must while they have power | F |
For in three quarters of an hour | F |
Back comes the steamer from Brienz | D |
And with one clear departure hence | D |
The quietude is more intense | D |
It was my custom at the top | O3 |
To stand and see them clambering up | P3 |
Then take advantage of the start | N2 |
And pass into the woods apart | N2 |
It happened and I know not why | - |
I once returned too speedily | D |
And seeing women still and men | H |
Was swerving to the woods again | H |
But for a moment stopped to seize | D |
A glance at some one near the trees | D |
A figure full but full of grace | D |
Its movement beautified the place | D |
It turns advances comes my way | T |
What do I see what do I say I | - |
Yet to a statelier beauty grown | H |
It is it can be she alone | H |
O mountains round O heaven above | L3 |
It is Emilia whom I love | L3 |
'Emilia whom I love ' the word | N2 |
Rose to my lips as yet unheard | N2 |
When she whose colour flushed to red | N2 |
In a soft voice 'My husband ' said | N2 |
And Helston came up with his hand | N2 |
And both of them took mine but stand | N2 |
And talk they could not they must go | D |
The steamer rang her bell below | D |
How curious that I did not know | D |
They were to go and stay at Thun | H |
Could I come there and see them soon | H |
And shortly were returning home | P2 |
And when would I to Helston come | O2 |
Thus down we went I put them in | H |
Off went the steamer with a din | H |
And on the pier I stood and eyed | N2 |
The bridegroom seated by the bride | N2 |
Emilia closing to his side | N2 |
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V | D |
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She wrote from Helston begged I'd come | O2 |
And see her in her husband's home | P2 |
I went and bound by double vow | L3 |
Not only wife but mother now | L3 |
I found her lovely as of old | N2 |
O rather lovelier manifold | N2 |
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Her wifely sweet reserve unbroke | D |
Still frankly tenderly she spoke | D |
Asked me about myself would hear | N3 |
What I proposed to do this year | B3 |
At college why was I detained | N2 |
Was it the fellowship I'd gained | N2 |
I told her that I was not tied | N2 |
Henceforward further to reside | N2 |
Yet very likely might stay on | H |
And lapse into a college don | H |
My fellowship itself would give | L3 |
A competence on which to live | L3 |
And if I waited who could tell | T |
I might be tutor too as well | T |
Oh but she said I must not stay | T |
College and school were only play | T |
I might be sick perhaps of praise | D |
But must not therefore waste my days | D |
Fellows grow indolent and then | H |
They may not do as other men | H |
And for your happiness in life | L3 |
Sometime you'll wish to have a wife | L3 |
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Languidly by her chair I sat | N2 |
But my eyes rather flashed at that | N2 |
I said 'Emilia people change | H3 |
But yet I own I find it strange | H3 |
To hear this common talk from you | T |
You speak and some believe it true | T |
Just as if any wife would do | T |
Whoe'er one takes 'tis much the same | M2 |
And love and so forth but a name ' | - |
She coloured 'What can I have said | N2 |
Or what could put it in your head | N2 |
Indeed I had not in my mind | N2 |
The faintest notion of the kind ' | - |
I told her that I did not know | D |
Her tone appeared to mean it so | D |
'Emilia when I've heard ' I said | N2 |
'How people match themselves and wed | N2 |
I've sometimes wished that both were dead ' | - |
She turned a little pale I woke | D |
Some thought what thought but soft she spoke | D |
'I'm sure that what you meant was good | N2 |
But really you misunderstood | N2 |
From point to point so quick you fly | - |
And are so vehement and I | - |
As you remember long ago | D |
Am stupid certainly am slow | D |
And yet some things I seem to know | D |
I know it will be just a crime | W2 |
If you should waste your powers and time | W2 |
There is so much I think that you | T |
And no one equally can do ' | - |
'It does not matter much ' said I | - |
'The things I thought of are gone by | - |
I'm quite content to wait to die ' | - |
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A sort of beauteous anger spread | N2 |
Over her face 'O me ' she said | N2 |
'That you should sit and trifle so | D |
And you so utterly don't know | D |
How greatly you have yet to grow | D |
How wide your objects have to expand | N2 |
How much is yet an unknown land | N2 |
You're twenty three I'm twenty five | L3 |
And I am so much more alive ' | - |
My eyes I shaded with my hand | N2 |
And almost lost my self command | N2 |
I muttered something 'Yes I see | D |
Two years have severed you from me | D |
O Emily was it ever told ' | - |
I asked 'that souls are young and old ' | - |
But she continuing 'All the day | T |
Were I to speak I could but say | T |
The one same thing the one same way | T |
Sometimes indeed I think you know ' | - |
And her tone suddenly was low | D |
That in a day we yet shall see | D |
You of my sisters and of me | D |
And of the things that used to be | D |
Will think as you look back again | H |
With something not unlike disdain | H |
So you your rightful place obtain | H |
That will to me be joy not pain ' | - |
Her voice still lower lower fell | T |
I heard just heard each syllable | T |
'But ' in the tone she used before | Q2 |
'Don't stay at college any more | Q2 |
For others it perhaps may do | T |
I'm sure it will be bad for you ' | - |
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She softened me The following day | T |
We parted As I went away | T |
Her infant on her bosom lay | T |
And as a mother might her boy | K2 |
I think she would with loving joy | K2 |
Have kissed me but I turned to go | D |
'Twas better not to have it so | D |
Next year achieved me some amends | D |
And once we met and met as friends | D |
Friends yet apart I had not much | S2 |
Valued her judgment though to touch | S2 |
Her words had power yet strangely still | T |
It had been cogent on my will | T |
As she had counselled I had done | H |
And a new effort was begun | H |
Forth to the war of life I went | N2 |
Courageous and not ill content | N2 |
'Yours is the fault I opened thus again | H |
A youthful ancient sentimental vein ' | - |
He said 'and like Munchausen's horn o'erflow | T |
With liquefying tunes of long ago | D |
My wiser friend who knows for what we live | L3 |
And what should seek will his correction give ' | - |
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We all made thanks 'My tale were quickly told ' | - |
The other said 'but the turned heavens behold | N2 |
The night two watches of the night is old | N2 |
The sinking stars their suasions urge for sleep | Q3 |
My story for to morrow night will keep ' | - |
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The evening after when the day was stilled | N2 |
His promise thus the clergyman fulfilled | N2 |
Arthur Hugh Clough
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