Haworth Churchyard Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABCDEFG HCIJKLMNOPQ RSTUVWXY ZA2B2MC2D2E2WD D2F2G2 H2I2J2K2L2M2N2O2P2Q2 R2S2DZT2VO2H2 F2U2V2W2YH2X2Y2Z2 A3ZB3UC3H2D3E3J2SYF3 G3 A3H3G2G2I3J3N K3I3L3M3IN3O3P3H2Q3R 3 S3A2Q3H2T3YU3V3W3T2 X2F2X3Y3DZ3 O2A2A4B4T2T2C4M D4H2E4LH2F4G4 E2H4LNI4J4PK4T2L4LM M2J4JH2O2H2A3H2H2MM4 N4H2M A2T2H2H2X2H2H2O4H2P4 H2Q4H2 H2G2R4A3S4D3H2F2H2MH 2 F4H2T4T4T4H2Z3G2H2T4 U4 T4T4| Where under Loughrigg the stream | A |
| Of Rotha sparkles the fields | B |
| Are green in the house of one | C |
| Friendly and gentle now dead | D |
| Wordsworth's son in law friend | E |
| Four years since on a mark'd | F |
| Evening a meeting I saw | G |
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| Two friends met there two fam'd | H |
| Gifted women The one | C |
| Brilliant with recent renown | I |
| Young unpractis'd had told | J |
| With a Master's accent her feign'd | K |
| Story of passionate life | L |
| The other maturer in fame | M |
| Earning she too her praise | N |
| First in Fiction had since | O |
| Widen'd her sweep and survey'd | P |
| History Politics Mind | Q |
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| They met held converse they wrote | R |
| In a book which of glorious souls | S |
| Held memorial Bard | T |
| Warrior Statesman had left | U |
| Their names chief treasure of all | V |
| Scott had consign'd there his last | W |
| Breathings of song with a pen | X |
| Tottering a death stricken hand | Y |
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| I beheld the obscure | Z |
| Saw the famous Alas | A2 |
| Years in number it seem'd | B2 |
| Lay before both and a fame | M |
| Heighten'd and multiplied power | C2 |
| Behold The elder to day | D2 |
| Lies expecting from Death | E2 |
| In mortal weakness a last | W |
| Summons the younger is dead | D |
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| First to the living we pay | D2 |
| Mournful homage the Muse | F2 |
| Gains not an earth deafen'd ear | G2 |
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| Hail to the steadfast soul | H2 |
| Which unflinching and keen | I2 |
| Wrought to erase from its depth | J2 |
| Mist and illusion and fear | K2 |
| Hail to the spirit which dar'd | L2 |
| Trust its own thoughts before yet | M2 |
| Echoed her back by the crowd | N2 |
| Hail to the courage which gave | O2 |
| Voice to its creed ere the creed | P2 |
| Won consecration from Time | Q2 |
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| Turn O Death on the vile | R2 |
| Turn on the foolish the stroke | S2 |
| Hanging now o'er a head | D |
| Active beneficent pure | Z |
| But if the prayer be in vain | T2 |
| But if the stroke must fall | V |
| Her whom we cannot save | O2 |
| What might we say to console | H2 |
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| She will not see her country lose | F2 |
| Its greatness nor the reign of fools prolong'd | U2 |
| She will behold no more | V2 |
| This ignominious spectacle | W2 |
| Power dropping from the hand | Y |
| Of paralytic factions and no soul | H2 |
| To snatch and wield it will not see | X2 |
| Her fellow people sit | Y2 |
| Helplessly gazing on their own decline | Z2 |
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| Myrtle and rose fit the young | A3 |
| Laurel and oak the mature | Z |
| Private affections for these | B3 |
| Have run their circle and left | U |
| Space for things far from themselves | C3 |
| Thoughts of the general weal | H2 |
| Country and public cares | D3 |
| Public cares which move | E3 |
| Seldom and faintly the depth | J2 |
| Of younger passionate souls | S |
| Plung'd in themselves who demand | Y |
| Only to live by the heart | F3 |
| Only to love and be lov'd | G3 |
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| How shall we honour the young | A3 |
| The ardent the gifted how mourn | H3 |
| Console we cannot her ear | G2 |
| Is deaf Far northward from here | G2 |
| In a churchyard high mid the moors | I3 |
| Of Yorkshire a little earth | J3 |
| Stops it for ever to praise | N |
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| Where behind Keighley the road | K3 |
| Up to the heart of the moors | I3 |
| Between heath clad showery hills | L3 |
| Runs and colliers' carts | M3 |
| Poach the deep ways coming down | I |
| And a rough grim'd race have their homes | N3 |
| There on its slope is built | O3 |
| The moorland town But the church | P3 |
| Stands on the crest of the hill | H2 |
| Lonely and bleak at its side | Q3 |
| The parsonage house and the graves | R3 |
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| See in the desolate house | S3 |
| The childless father Alas | A2 |
| Age whom the most of us chide | Q3 |
| Chide and put back and delay | H2 |
| Come unupbraided for once | T3 |
| Lay thy benumbing hand | Y |
| Gratefully cold on this brow | U3 |
| Shut out the grief the despair | V3 |
| Weaken the sense of his loss | W3 |
| Deaden the infinite pain | T2 |
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| Another grief I see | X2 |
| Younger but this the Muse | F2 |
| In pity and silent awe | X3 |
| Revering what she cannot soothe | Y3 |
| With veil'd face and bow'd head | D |
| Salutes and passes by | Z3 |
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| Strew with roses the grave | O2 |
| Of the early dying Alas | A2 |
| Early she goes on the path | A4 |
| To the Silent Country and leaves | B4 |
| Half her laurels unwon | T2 |
| Dying too soon yet green | T2 |
| Laurels she had and a course | C4 |
| Short but redoubled by Fame | M |
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| For him who must live many years | D4 |
| That life is best which slips away | H2 |
| Out of the light and mutely which avoids | E4 |
| Fame and her less fair followers Envy Strife | L |
| Stupid Detraction Jealousy Cabal | H2 |
| Insincere Praises which descends | F4 |
| The mossy quiet track to Age | G4 |
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| But when immature Death | E2 |
| Beckons too early the guest | H4 |
| From the half tried Banquet of Life | L |
| Young in the bloom of his days | N |
| Leaves no leisure to press | I4 |
| Slow and surely the sweet | J4 |
| Of a tranquil life in the shade | P |
| Fuller for him be the hours | K4 |
| Give him emotion though pain | T2 |
| Let him live let him feel I have liv'd | L4 |
| Heap up his moments with life | L |
| Quicken his pulses with Fame | M |
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| And not friendless nor yet | M2 |
| Only with strangers to meet | J4 |
| Faces ungreeting and cold | J |
| Thou O Mourn'd One to day | H2 |
| Enterest the House of the Grave | O2 |
| Those of thy blood whom thou lov'dst | H2 |
| Have preceded thee young | A3 |
| Loving a sisterly band | H2 |
| Some in gift some in art | H2 |
| Inferior all in fame | M |
| They like friends shall receive | M4 |
| This comer greet her with joy | N4 |
| Welcome the Sister the Friend | H2 |
| Hear with delight of thy fame | M |
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| Round thee they lie the grass | A2 |
| Blows from their graves toward thine | T2 |
| She whose genius though not | H2 |
| Puissant like thine was yet | H2 |
| Sweet and graceful and She | X2 |
| How shall I sing her whose soul | H2 |
| Knew no fellow for might | H2 |
| Passion vehemence grief | O4 |
| Daring since Byron died | H2 |
| That world fam'd Son of Fire She who sank | P4 |
| Baffled unknown self consum'd | H2 |
| Whose too bold dying song | Q4 |
| Shook like a clarion blast my soul | H2 |
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| Of one too I have heard | H2 |
| A Brother sleeps he here | G2 |
| Of all his gifted race | R4 |
| Not the least gifted young | A3 |
| Unhappy beautiful the cause | S4 |
| Of many hopes of many tears | D3 |
| O Boy if here thou sleep'st sleep well | H2 |
| On thee too did the Muse | F2 |
| Bright in thy cradle smile | H2 |
| But some dark Shadow came | M |
| I know not what and interpos'd | H2 |
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| Sleep O cluster of friends | F4 |
| Sleep or only when May | H2 |
| Brought by the West Wind returns | T4 |
| Back to your native heaths | T4 |
| And the plover is heard on the moors | T4 |
| Yearly awake to behold | H2 |
| The opening summer the sky | Z3 |
| The shining moorland to hear | G2 |
| The drowsy bee as of old | H2 |
| Hum o'er the thyme the grouse | T4 |
| Call from the heather in bloom | U4 |
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| Sleep or only for this | T4 |
| Break your united repose | T4 |
Matthew Arnold
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