Childish Recollections Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: AB CCDDEEFFGGAAHHIJKKLL MMMMNN OOMMPPMMQQMMMMOOLLRR SSMMFFOOOOTTLLMMOOMM UUVVWWOOXY ZZDDFFSSOOA2A2PPOOB2 B2LC2MM OOOOD2D2E2E2MMOOF2F2 OOG2G2OOOO OOMMLLPPHHMMNNOOPPMM NNOOO YYG2G2B2B2SSHHG2G2H2 H2A2A2MMMMI2J2G2G2NN OK2'I cannot but remember such things were | A |
And were most dear to me ' | B |
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WHEN slow Disease with all her host of pains | C |
Chills the warm tide which flows along the veins | C |
When Health affrighted spreads her rosy wing | D |
And flies with every changing gale of spring | D |
Not to the aching frame alone confined | E |
Unyielding pangs avail the drooping mind | E |
What grisly forms the spectre train of woe | F |
Bid shuddering Nature shrink beneath the blow | F |
With Resignaion wage relentless strife | G |
While Hope retires appall'd and clings to life | G |
Yet less the pang when through the tedious hour | A |
Remembrance sheds around her genial power | A |
Calls back the vanish'd days to rapture given | H |
When love was bliss and Beauty form'd our heaven | H |
Or dear to youth portrays each childish scene | I |
Those farry bowers where all in turn have been | J |
As when through clouds that pour the sumrner storm | K |
The orb of day unveils his distant form | K |
Gilds with faiht beams the crystal dews of rain | L |
And dimly twinkles o'er the watery plain | L |
Thus while the future dark and cheerless gleams | M |
The sun of memory glowing through my drearns | M |
Though sunk' the radiance of his former blaze | M |
To scenes far distant points his paler rays | M |
Still rules my senses with unbounded sway | N |
The past confounding with the present day | N |
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Oft does my heart indulge the rising thought | O |
Which still recurs uniook'd for and Unsought | O |
My soul to Fancy's fond suggestion yields | M |
And roams romantic o'er her airy fields | M |
Scenes of my youth developed crowd to view | P |
To which I long have bade a last adieu | P |
Seats of delight inspiring youthful themes | M |
Friends lost to me for aye except in dreams | M |
Some who in marble prematurely sleep | Q |
Whose forms I now remember but to weep | Q |
Some who yet urge the same scholastic course | M |
Of early science future fame the source | M |
Who still contending in the studious race | M |
In quick rotation fill the senior place | M |
These with a thousand visions now unite | O |
To dazzle though they please my aching sight | O |
Ida blest spot where science holds her reign | L |
How joyous once I join'd thv youthful train | L |
Bright in idea gleams thy lofty spire | R |
Again I mingle with thy playful quire | R |
Our tricks of mischief every childish game | S |
Unchanged by time or distance seem the same | S |
Through winding paths along the glade I trace | M |
The social smile of every welcome face | M |
My wonted haunts my scenes of joy and woe | F |
Each early boyish friend or youthful foe | F |
Our feuds dissolved but not my friendship past | O |
I bless the former and forgive the last | O |
Hours of my youth when nurtured in my breast | O |
To love a stranger friendship made me blest | O |
Friendship the dear peculiar bond of youth | T |
When every artless bosom throbs with truth | T |
Untaught my worldly wisdom how to feign | L |
And check each impulse with prudential rein | L |
When all we feel our honest souls disclose | M |
In love to friends in open hate to toes | M |
No varnish'd tales the lips of youth repeat | O |
No dear bought knowledge purchased by deceit | O |
Hypocrisy the gift of lengthen'd years | M |
Matured by age the garb of prudence wears | M |
When now the boy is ripen'd into man | U |
His careful sire chalks forth some wary plan | U |
Instructs his son from candour's path to shrink | V |
Smoothly to speak and cauautiously to think | V |
Still to assent and never to deny | W |
A patron's praise can well reward the lie | W |
And who when Fortune's warning voice is heard | O |
Would lose his opening prospects for a word | O |
Although against that word his heart rebel | X |
And truth indignant all his bosom swell | Y |
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Away with themes like this not mine the task | Z |
From flattering friends to tear the hateful mask | Z |
Let keener bards delight in satire's sting | D |
My fancy soars not on Detraction's wing | D |
Once and but once she aim'd a deadly blow | F |
To hurl defiance on a secret foe | F |
But when that foe from feeling or from shame | S |
The cause unknown yet still to me the same | S |
Warn'd by some friendly hint perchance retired | O |
With this submission all her rage expired | O |
From dreaded pangs that feeble foe to save | A2 |
She hush'd her young resentment and forgave | A2 |
Or my muse a pedant's portrait drew | P |
POMPOSUS' virtues are but known to few | P |
I never fear'd the young usurper's nod | O |
And he who wields must sometimes feel the rod | O |
If since on Granta's failings known to all | B2 |
Who share the converse of a college hall | B2 |
She sometimes trifled in a lighter strain | L |
'Tis past and thus she will not sin again | C2 |
Soon must her early song for ever cease | M |
And all may rsii when I shall rest in peace | M |
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Here first remember'd be the joyous band | O |
Who hail'd me chief obedient to command | O |
Who join'd with rne in every boyish sport | O |
Their first adviser and their last resort | O |
Nor shrunk beneath the upstart pedant's frown | D2 |
Or all the sable glories of his gown | D2 |
Who thus transplanted from his father's school | E2 |
Unfit to govern ignorant of rule | E2 |
Succeeded him whom all unite to praise | M |
The dear preceptor of my early days | M |
PROBUS the pride of science and the boast | O |
To IDA now alas for ever lost | O |
With him for years we search'd the classic page | F2 |
And fear'd the master though we loved the sage | F2 |
Retired at last' his small yet peacefull seat | O |
From learning's labour is the blest retreat | O |
POMPOSUS fills his magisterial chair | G2 |
POMPOSUS governs but my muse forbear | G2 |
Contempt in silence be the pedant's lot | O |
His name and precepts be alike forgot | O |
No more his mention shall my verse degrade | O |
To him my tribute is already paid | O |
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High through those elms with hoary branches crown'd | O |
Fair Ida's bower adorns the landscape round | O |
There Science from her favour'd seat surveys | M |
The vale where rural Nature claims her praise | M |
To her awhile resigns her youthful train | L |
Who move in joy and dance along the plain | L |
In scatter'd groups each favour'd haunt pursue | P |
Repeat old pastimes and discover new | P |
Flush'd with his rays beneath the noon tide sun | H |
In rival bands between the wickets run | H |
Drive o'er the sward the ball with active force | M |
Or chase with nimble feet its rapid course | M |
But these with slower steps direct their way | N |
Where Brent's cool waves in limpid currents stray | N |
While yonder few search out some green retreat | O |
And arbours shade them from the summer heat | O |
Others again a pert and lively crew | P |
Some rough and thoughtless stranger placed in view | P |
With frolic quaint their antic jests expose | M |
And tease the grumbling rustic as he goes | M |
Nor rest with this but many a passing fray | N |
Tradition treasures for a future day | N |
'Twas here the gather'd swains for vengeance fought | O |
And here we earn'd the conquest dearly bought | O |
Here have we fled before superior might | O |
And here renew'd the wild tumultuous fight ' | - |
While thus our souls with early passions swell | Y |
In lingering tones resounds the distant bell | Y |
Th' allotted hour of daily sport is o'er | G2 |
And Learning beckons from her temple's door | G2 |
No splendid tablets grace her simple hall | B2 |
But ruder records fill the dusky wall | B2 |
There deeply carved behold each tyro's name | S |
Secures its owner's academic fame | S |
Here mingling view the names of sire and son | H |
The one long graved the other just begun | H |
These shall survive alike when son and sire | G2 |
Beneath one common stroke of fate expire | G2 |
Perhaps their last memorial these alone | H2 |
Denied in death a monumental stone | H2 |
Whilst to the gale in mournful cadence wave | A2 |
The sighing weeds that hide their nameless grave | A2 |
And here my name and many an early friend's | M |
Along the wall in lengthen'd line extends | M |
Though still our deeds amuse the youthful race | M |
Who tread our steps and fill our former place | M |
Who young obey'd their lords in silent awe | I2 |
Whose nod commanded and whose voice was law | J2 |
And now in turn possess the reins of power | G2 |
To rule the little tyrants of an hour | G2 |
Though sometimes with the tales of ancient day | N |
They pass the dreary winter's eve away | N |
'And thus our former rulers stemm'd the tide | O |
And thus they dealt the com | K2 |
George Gordon Byron
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