Childish Recollections Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

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I cannot but remember such things were	A
And were most dear to me	B
'Macbeth'	C
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That were most precious to me	B
'Macbeth' act iv sc	D
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When slow Disease with all her host of Pains	E
Chills the warm tide which flows along the veins	E
When Health affrighted spreads her rosy wing	D
And flies with every changing gale of spring	D
Not to the aching frame alone confin'd	F
Unyielding pangs assail the drooping mind	F
What grisly forms the spectre train of woe	G
Bid shuddering Nature shrink beneath the blow	G
With Resignation wage relentless strife	H
While Hope retires appall'd and clings to life	H
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	I
When Love was bliss and Beauty form'd our heaven	I
Or dear to youth pourtrays each childish scene	J
Those fairy bowers where all in turn have been	K
As when through clouds that pour the summer storm	L
The orb of day unveils his distant form	L
Gilds with faint beams the crystal dews of rain	M
And dimly twinkles o'er the watery plain	M
Thus while the future dark and cheerless gleams	N
The Sun of Memory glowing through my dreams	N
Though sunk the radiance of his former blaze	O
To scenes far distant points his paler rays	O
Still rules my senses with unbounded sway	P
The past confounding with the present day	P
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Oft does my heart indulge the rising thought	Q
Which still recurs unlook'd for and unsought	Q
My soul to Fancy's fond suggestion yields	R
And roams romantic o'er her airy fields	R
Scenes of my youth develop'd crowd to view	S
To which I long have bade a last adieu	S
Seats of delight inspiring youthful themes	N
Friends lost to me for aye except in dreams	N
Some who in marble prematurely sleep	T
Whose forms I now remember but to weep	T
Some who yet urge the same scholastic course	U
Of early science future fame the source	U
Who still contending in the studious race	V
In quick rotation fill the senior place	V
These with a thousand visions now unite	Q
To dazzle though they please my aching sight	Q
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IDA blest spot where Science holds her reign	M
How joyous once I join'd thy youthful train	M
Bright in idea gleams thy lofty spire	W
Again I mingle with thy playful quire	W
Our tricks of mischief every childish game	X
Unchang'd by time or distance seem the same	X
Through winding paths along the glade I trace	V
The social smile of every welcome face	V
My wonted haunts my scenes of joy or woe	G
Each early boyish friend or youthful foe	G
Our feuds dissolv'd but not my friendship past	Q
I bless the former and forgive the last	Q
Hours of my youth when nurtur'd in my breast	Q
To Love a stranger Friendship made me blest	Q
Friendship the dear peculiar bond of youth	C
When every artless bosom throbs with truth	C
Untaught by worldly wisdom how to feign	M
And check each impulse with prudential rein	M
When all we feel our honest souls disclose	Y
In love to friends in open hate to foes	Y
No varnish'd tales the lips of youth repeat	Q
No dear bought knowledge purchased by deceit	Q
Hypocrisy the gift of lengthen'd years	Z
Matured by age the garb of Prudence wears	A2
When now the Boy is ripen'd into Man	B2
His careful Sire chalks forth some wary plan	B2
Instructs his Son from Candour's path to shrink	D
Smoothly to speak and cautiously to think	D
Still to assent and never to deny	C2
A patron's praise can well reward the lie	C2
And who when Fortune's warning voice is heard	Q
Would lose his opening prospects for a word	Q
Although against that word his heart rebel	D2
And Truth indignant all his bosom swell	E2
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Away with themes like this not mine the task	D
From flattering friends to tear the hateful mask	D
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	G
To hurl Defiance on a secret Foe	G
But when that foe from feeling or from shame	X
The cause unknown yet still to me the same	X
Warn'd by some friendly hint perchance retir'd	Q
With this submission all her rage expired	Q
From dreaded pangs that feeble Foe to save	F2
She hush'd her young resentment and forgave	F2
Or if my Muse a Pedant's portrait drew	S
POMPOSUS' virtues are but known to few	S
I never fear'd the young usurper's nod	Q
And he who wields must sometimes feel the rod	Q
If since on Granta's failings known to all	G2
Who share the converse of a college hall	G2
She sometimes trifled in a lighter strain	M
'Tis past and thus she will not sin again	H2
Soon must her early song for ever cease	I2
And all may rail when I shall rest in peace	I2
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Here first remember'd be the joyous band	Q
Who hail'd me chief obedient to command	Q
Who join'd with me in every boyish sport	Q
Their first adviser and their last resort	Q
Nor shrunk beneath the upstart pedant's frown	J2
Or all the sable glories of his gown	J2
Who thus transplanted from his father's school	K2
Unfit to govern ignorant of rule	K2
Succeeded him whom all unite to praise	O
The dear preceptor of my early days	O
PROBUS the pride of science and the boast	Q
To IDA now alas for ever lost	Q
With him for years we search'd the classic page	L2
And fear'd the Master though we lov'd the Sage	L2
Retir'd at last his small yet peaceful seat	Q
From learning's labour is the blest retreat	Q
POMPOSUS fills his magisterial chair	M2
POMPOSUS governs but my Muse forbear	M2
Contempt in silence be the pedant's lot	Q
His name and precepts be alike forgot	Q
No more his mention shall my verse degrade	Q
To him my tribute is already paid	Q
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High through those elms with hoary branches crown'd	Q
Fair IDA'S bower adorns the landscape round	Q
There Science from her favour'd seat surveys	O
The vale where rural Nature claims her praise	O
To her awhile resigns her youthful train	M
Who move in joy and dance along the plain	M
In scatter'd groups each favour'd haunt pursue	S
Repeat old pastimes and discover new	S
Flush'd with his rays beneath the noontide Sun	I
In rival bands between the wickets run	I
Drive o'er the sward the ball with active force	U
Or chase with nimble feet its rapid course	U
But these with slower steps direct their way	P
Where Brent's cool waves in limpid currents stray	P
While yonder few search out some green retreat	Q
And arbours shade them from the summer heat	Q
Others again a pert and lively crew	S
Some rough and thoughtless stranger plac'd in view	S
With frolic quaint their antic jests expose	Y
And tease the grumbling rustic as he goes	Y
Nor rest with this but many a passing fray	P
Tradition treasures for a future day	P
'Twas here the gather'd swains for vengeance fought	Q
And here we earn'd the conquest dearly bought	Q
Here have we fled before superior might	Q
And here renew'd the wild tumultuous fight	Q
While thus our souls with early passions swell	E2
In lingering tones resounds the distant bell	E2
Th' allotted hour of daily sport is o'er	M2
And Learning beckons from her temple's door	M2
No splendid tablets grace her simple hall	G2
But ruder records fill the dusky wall	G2
There deeply carv'd behold each Tyro's name	X
Secures its owner's academic fame	X
Here mingling view the names of Sire and Son	I
The one long grav'd the other just begun	I
These shall survive alike when Son and Sire	M2
Beneath one common stroke of fate expire	M2
Perhaps their last memorial these alone	N2
Denied in death a monumental stone	N2
Whilst to the gale in mournful cadence wave	F2
The sighing weeds that hide their nameless grave	F2
And here my name and many an early friend's	O2
Along the wall in lengthen'd line extends	O2
Though still our deeds amuse the youthful race	V
Who tread our steps and fill our former place	V
Who young obeyed their lords in silent awe	P2
Whose nod commanded and whose voice was law	Q2
And now in turn possess the reins of power	M2
To rule the little Tyrants of an hour	M2
Though sometimes with the Tales of ancient day	P
They pass the dreary Winter's eve away	P
And thus our former rulers stemm'd the tide	Q
And thus they dealt the combat side by side	Q
Just in this place the mouldering walls they scaled	Q
Nor bolts nor bars against their strength avail'd	Q
Here PROBUS came the rising fray to quell	E2
And here he falter'd forth his last farewell	E2
And here one night abroad they dared to roam	R2
While bold POMPOSUS bravely staid at home	R2
While thus they speak the hour must soon arrive	S2
When names of these like ours alone survive	S2
Yet a few years one general wreck will whelm	R2
The faint remembrance of our fairy realm	R2
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Dear honest race though now we meet no more	M2
One last long look on what we were before	M2
Our first kind greetings and our last adieu	S
Drew tears from eyes unus'd to weep with you	S
Through splendid circles Fashion's gaudy world	Q
Where Folly's glaring standard waves unfurl'd	Q
I plung'd to drown in noise my fond regret	Q
And all I sought or hop'd was to forget	Q
Vain wish if chance some well remember'd face	V
Some old companion of my early race	V
Advanc'd to claim his friend with honest joy	T2
My eyes my heart proclaim'd me still a boy	T2
The glittering scene the fluttering groups around	Q
Were quite forgotten when my friend was found	Q
The smiles of Beauty for alas I've known	N2
What 'tis to bend before Love's mighty throne	N2
The smiles of Beauty though those smiles were dear	M2
Could hardly charm me when that friend was near	M2
My thoughts bewilder'd in the fond surprise	U2
The woods of IDA danc'd before my eyes	U2
I saw the sprightly wand'rers pour along	D
I saw and join'd again the joyous throng	D
Panting again I trac'd her lofty grove	V2
And Friendship's feelings triumph'd over Love	W2
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Yet why should I alone with such delight	Q
Retrace the circuit of my former flight	Q
Is there no cause beyond the common claim	R2
Endear'd to all in childhood's very name	R2
Ah sure some stronger impulse vibrates here	M2
Which whispers friendship will be doubly dear	M2
To one who thus for kindred hearts must roam	R2
And seek abroad the love denied at home	R2
Those hearts dear IDA have I found in thee	B
A home a world a paradise to me	B
Stern Death forbade my orphan youth to share	M2
The tender guidance of a Father's care	M2
Can Rank or e'en a Guardian's name supply	C2
The love which glistens in a Father's eye	C2
For this can Wealth or Title's sound atone	N2
Made by a Parent's early loss my own	N2
What Brother springs a Brother's love to seek	D
What Sister's gentle kiss has prest my cheek	D
For me how dull the vacant moments rise	U2
To no fond bosom link'd by kindred ties	U2
Oft in the progress of some fleeting dream	R2
Fraternal smiles collected round me seem	R2
While still the visions to my heart are prest	Q
The voice of Love will murmur in my rest	Q
I hear I wake and in the sound rejoice	X2
I hear again but ah no Brother's voice	X2
A Hermit 'midst of crowds I fain must stray	P
Alone though thousand pilgrims fill the way	P
While these a thousand kindred wreaths entwine	Y2
I cannot call one single blossom mine	Y2
What then remains in solitude to groan	N2
To mix in friendship or to sigh alone	N2
Thus must I cling to some endearing hand	Q
And none more dear than IDA'S social band	Q
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Alonzo best and dearest of my friends	O2
Thy name ennobles him who thus commends	O2
From this fond tribute thou canst gain no praise	O
The praise is his who now that tribute pays	O
Oh in the promise of thy early youth	C
If Hope anticipate the words of Truth	C
Some loftier bard shall sing thy glorious name	R2
To build his own upon thy deathless fame	R2
Friend of my heart and foremost of the list	Q
Of those with whom I lived supremely blest	Q
Oft have we drain'd the font of ancient lore	M2
Though drinking deeply thirsting still the more	M2
Yet when Confinement's lingering hour was done	I
Our sports our studies and our souls were one	I
Together we impell'd the flying ball	G2
Together waited in our tutor's hall	G2
Together join'd in cricket's manly toil	Z2
Or shar'd the produce of the river's spoil	Z2
Or plunging from the green declining shore	M2
Our pliant limbs the buoyant billows bore	M2
In every element unchang'd the same	R2
All all that brothers should be but the name	R2
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Nor yet are you forgot my jocund Boy	T2
DAVUS the harbinger of childish joy	T2
For ever foremost in the ranks of fun	I
The laughing herald of the harmless pun	I
Yet with a breast of such materials made	Q
Anxious to please of pleasing half afraid	Q
Candid and liberal with a heart of steel	A3
In Danger's path though not untaught to feel	A3
Still I remember in the factious strife	H
The rustic's musket aim'd against my life	H
High pois'd in air the massy weapon hung	D
A cry of horror burst from every tongue	D
Whilst I in combat with another foe	G
Fought on unconscious of th' impending blow	G
Your arm brave Boy arrested his career	M2
Forward you sprung insensible to fear	M2
Disarm'd and baffled by your conquering hand	Q
The grovelling Savage roll'd upon the sand	Q
An act like this can simple thanks repay	P
Or all the labours of a grateful lay	P
Oh no whene'er my breast forgets the deed	Q
That instant DAVUS it deserves to bleed	Q
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LYCUS on me thy claims are justly great	Q
Thy milder virtues could my Muse relate	Q
To thee alone unrivall'd would belong	D
The feeble efforts of my lengthen'd song	D
Well canst thou boast to lead in senates fit	Q
A Spartan firmness with Athenian wit	Q
Though yet in embryo these perfections shine	Y2
LYCUS thy father's fame will soon be thine	Y2
Where Learning nurtures the superior mind	Q
What may we hope from genius thus refin'd	Q
When Time at length matures thy growing years	Z
How wilt thou tower above thy fellow peers	Z
Prudence and sense a spirit bold and free	B
With Honour's soul united beam in thee	B
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Shall fair EURYALUS pass by unsung	D
From ancient lineage not unworthy sprung	D
What though one sad dissension bade us part	Q
That name is yet embalm'd within my heart	Q
Yet at the mention does that heart rebound	Q
And palpitate responsive to the sound	Q
Envy dissolved our ties and not our will	B3
We once were friends I'll think we are so still	B3
A form unmatch'd in Nature's partial mould	Q
A heart untainted we in thee behold	Q
Yet not the Senate's thunder thou shall wield	Q
Nor seek for glory in the tented field	Q
To minds of ruder texture these be given	I
Thy soul shall nearer soar its native heaven	I
Haply in polish'd courts might be thy seat	Q
But that thy tongue could never forge deceit	Q
The courtier's supple bow and sneering smile	C3
The flow of compliment the slippery wile	C3
Would make that breast with indignation burn	D3
And all the glittering snares to tempt thee spurn	D3
Domestic happiness will stamp thy fate	Q
Sacred to love unclouded e'er by hate	Q
The world admire thee and thy friends adore	M2
Ambition's slave alone would toil for more	M2
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Now last but nearest of the social band	Q
See honest open generous CLEON stand	Q
With scarce one speck to cloud the pleasing scene	J
No vice degrades that purest soul serene	J
On the same day our studious race begun	I
On the same day our studious race was run	I
Thus side by side we pass'd our first career	M2
Thus side by side we strove for many a year	M2
At last concluded our scholastic life	H
We neither conquer'd in the classic strife	H
As Speakers each supports an equal name	R2
And crowds allow to both a partial fame	R2
To soothe a youthful Rival's early pride	Q
Though Cleon's candour would the palm divide	Q
Yet Candour's self compels me now to own	N2
Justice awards it to my Friend alone	N2
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Oh Friends regretted Scenes for ever dear	M2
Remembrance hails you with her warmest tear	M2
Drooping she bends o'er pensive Fancy's urn	D3
To trace the hours which never can return	D3
Yet with the retrospection loves to dwell	E2
And soothe the sorrows of her last farewell	E2
Yet greets the triumph of my boyish mind	Q
As infant laurels round my head were twin'd	Q
When PROBUS' praise repaid my lyric song	D
Or plac'd me higher in the studious throng	D
Or when my first harangue receiv'd applause	E3
His sage instruction the primeval cause	F3
What gratitude to him my soul possest	Q
While hope of dawning honours fill'd my breast	Q
For all my humble fame to him alone	N2
The praise is due who made that fame my own	N2
Oh could I soar above these feeble lays	O
These young effusions of my early days	O
To him my Muse her noblest strain would give	G3
The song might perish but the theme might live	S2
Yet why for him the needless verse essay	P
His honour'd name requires no vain display	P
By every son of grateful IDA blest	Q
It finds an echo in each youthful breast	Q
A fame beyond the glories of the proud	Q
Or all the plaudits of the venal crowd	Q
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IDA not yet exhausted is the theme	R2
Nor clos'd the progress of my youthful dream	R2
How many a friend deserves the grateful strain	M
What scenes of childhood still unsung remain	M
Yet let me hush this echo of the past	Q
This parting song the dearest and the last	Q
And brood in secret o'er those hours of joy	T2
To me a silent and a sweet employ	T2
While future hope and fear alike unknown	N2
I think with pleasure on the past alone	N2
Yes to the past alone my heart confine	Y2
And chase the phantom of what once was mine	Y2
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IDA still o'er thy hills in joy preside	Q
And proudly steer through Time's eventful tide	Q
Still may thy blooming Sons thy name revere	M2
Smile in thy bower but quit thee with a tear	M2
That tear perhaps the fondest which will flow	G
O'er their last scene of happiness below	G
Tell me ye hoary few who glide along	D
The feeble Veterans of some former throng	D
Whose friends like Autumn leaves by tempests whirl'd	Q
Are swept for ever from this busy world	Q
Revolve the fleeting moments of your youth	C
While Care has yet withheld her venom'd tooth	C
Say if Remembrance days like these endears	P
Beyond the rapture of succeeding years	P
Say can Ambition's fever'd dream bestow	G
So sweet a balm to soothe your hours of woe	G
Can Treasures hoarded for some thankless Son	I
Can Royal Smiles or Wreaths by slaughter won	I
Can Stars or Ermine Man's maturer Toys	P
For glittering baubles are not left to Boys	P
Recall one scene so much belov'd to view	S
As those where Youth her garland twin'd for you	S
Ah no amid the gloomy calm of age	L2
You turn with faltering hand life's varied page	L2
Peruse the record of your days on earth	C
Unsullied only where it marks your birth	C
Still lingering pause above each chequer'd leaf	H3
And blot with Tears the sable lines of Grief	H3
Where Passion o'er the theme her mantle threw	S
Or weeping Virtue sigh'd a faint adieu	S
But bless the scroll which fairer words adorn	I3
Trac'd by the rosy finger of the Morn	I3
When Friendship bow'd before the shrine of truth	C
And Love without his pinion smil'd on Youth	C

George Gordon Lord Byron

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