Wordsworth Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABCCDDEEFFGG HHIIJJKKLLHHMN OOPP QQBBRRSQTTUUVVWWDDXX LLYYZZ A2A2HHB2B2C2C2LOFTY and strenuous of sentiment | A |
But narrow and partial in its scope and bent | B |
And thence the bigot of a local set | C |
Of habitudes meshed round him like a net | C |
Hence too his intellect though large it be | D |
By nature hath one prime deficiency | D |
Of moral difference that broad view which leads | E |
The steps of thought beyond the snares of creeds | E |
And circles of opinion whether they | F |
Be of the Old Time or of yesterday | F |
Hence too his narrow bias I suspect | G |
Even in poesy to attempt a sect | G |
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Still as a Poet he is great and rare | H |
A King of Thought upon the peak of bare | H |
And rigid majesty for power immense | I |
Enthroned for ever And in spirit thence | I |
Thence let him waft us on a white wing d dream | J |
Within the murmur of some profluent stream | J |
And there just whither a dim line of brakes | K |
In the remotest haze of distance shakes | K |
On his lone rounds let Peter Bell be seen | L |
Seen o er the White Doe on the herbage green | L |
Heard breathing where she lies and near her there | H |
The oldest seeming man that ever wore grey hair | H |
Then shall we find him verily a Seer | M |
Of Nature s myst ries simple and severe | N |
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With what a plenitude of pure delight | O |
He triumphs on the mountain s cloudy height | O |
With what a gleeful harmony of joy | P |
He wanders down the vale as happy as a boy | P |
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How in his verse each picture pregnant phrase | Q |
Full to the eye some given shape conveys | Q |
And thus though in the jarring city pent | B |
Through him we reach the country and content | B |
Fond Memory apprehends with gladdened eyes | R |
All that is richest in each wilding s dyes | R |
As blending with the beauty and the grace | S |
Of some bright advent of our happier days | Q |
Hears through the sway of greenest boughs as heard | T |
Even then the far voice of some favourite bird | T |
The murmurous industry of bees the low | U |
Responsive throbs of Echo throbbing slow | U |
Out of some lonely dell as to the tread | V |
Of our own feet in days for ever fled | V |
Then of some brook that gushes in his lines | W |
Glad Fancy drinks or on the bank reclines | W |
While of far cloud grey rock and ancient tree | D |
The dusky shadows on the page we see | D |
Yea the air sweetens as the spells prevail | X |
And our locks seem to wave as in a mountain gale | X |
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Still there remains to tell the charm serene | L |
Wherewith this Bard most sanctifies the scene | L |
Tis that with eyes of love he s quick to find | Y |
In all its forms meet ministers of Mind | Y |
And that with the rare wealth of his own heart | Z |
As with a golden chain he interlinks each part | Z |
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But vainly the fond spirit of youth may look | A2 |
For its peculiar food in Wordsworth s book | A2 |
Where Passion is but introduced to wear | H |
A vestal s tenderness demure as fair | H |
Not as to see it the new soul desires | B2 |
In all the splendour of its tragic fires | B2 |
Or at the least in all the bright distress | C2 |
And rosy beauty of its wilfulness | C2 |
Charles Harpur
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