The Pleasures Of Memory Part Ii Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

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ANALYSIS OF THE SECOND PART	C
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The Memory has hitherto acted only in subservience to the senses and so far man is not eminently distinguished from other animals but with respect to man she has a higher province and is often busily employed when excited by no external cause whatever She preserves for his use the treasures of art and science history and philosophy She colours all the prospects of life for 'we can only anticipate the future by concluding what is possible from what is past ' On her agency depends every effusion of the Fancy whose boldest effort can only compound or transpose augment or diminish the materials which she has collected and retained	D
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When the first emotions of despair have subsided and sorrow has softened into melancholy she amuses with a retrospect of innocent pleasures and inspires that noble confidence which results from the consciousness of having acted well When sleep has suspended the organs of sense from their office she not only supplies the mind with images but assists in their combination And even in madness itself when the soul is resigned over to the tyranny of a distempered imagination she revives past perceptions and awakens the train of thought which was formerly most familiar	A
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Nor are we pleased only with a review of the brighter passages of life Events the most distressing in their immediate consequences are often cherished in remembrance with a degree of enthusiasm	E
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But the world and its occupations give a mechanical impulse to the passions which is not very favourable to the indulgence of this feeling It is in a calm and well regulated mind that the Memory is most perfect and solitude is her best sphere of action With this sentiment is introduced a Tale illustrative of her influence in solitude sickness and sorrow And the subject having now been considered so far as it relates to man and the animal world the Poem concludes with a conjecture that superior beings are blest with a nobler exercise of this faculty	F
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Sweet MEMORY wafted by thy gentle gale	G
Oft up the stream of Time I turn my sail	G
To view the fairy haunts of long lost hours	H
Blest with far greener shades far fresher flowers	H
Ages and climes remote to Thee impart	C
What charms in Genius and refines in Art	C
Thee in whose hand the keys of Science dwell	I
The pensive portress of her holy cell	I
Whose constant vigils chase the chilling damp	J
Oblivion steals upon her vestal lamp	J
The friends of Reason and the guides of Youth	K
Whose language breath'd the eloquence of Truth	K
Whose life beyond preceptive wisdom taught	L
The great in conduct and the pure in thought	L
These still exist by Thee to Fame consign'd x	M
Still speak and act the models of mankind	N
From Thee sweet Hope her airy colouring draws	O
And Fancy's flights are subject to thy laws	O
From Thee that bosom spring of rapture flows	P
Which only Virtue tranquil Virtue knows	P
When Joy's bright sun has shed his evening ray	A
And Hope's delusive meteors cease to play	A
When clouds on clouds the smiling prospect close	Q
Still thro' the gloom thy star serenely glows	P
Like yon fair orb she gilds the brow of night	R
With the mild magic of reflected light	R
The beauteous maid that bids the world adieu	S
Oft of that world will snatch a fond review	S
Oft at the shrine neglect her beads	T
to trace Some social scene some dear familiar face	U
Forgot when first a father's stern controul	A
Chas'd the gay visions of her opening soul	A
And ere with iron tongue the vesper bell	A
Bursts thro' the cypress walk the convent cell	A
Oft will her warm and wayward heart revive	V
To love and joy still tremblingly alive	V
The whisper'd vow the chaste caress prolong	W
Weave the light dance and swell the choral song	W
With rapt ear drink the enchanting serenade	X
And as it melts along the moonlight glade	X
To each soft note return as soft a sigh	Y
And bless the youth that bids her slumbers fly	Y
But not till Time has calm'd the ruffled breast	Z
Are these fond dreams of happiness confest	Z
Not till the rushing winds forget to rave	A2
Is Heav'n's sweet smile reflected on the wave	A2
From Guinea's coast pursue the lessening sail	A
And catch the sounds that sadden every gale	A
Tell if thou canst the sum of sorrows there	A
Mark the fixt gaze the wild and frenzied glare	A
The racks of thought and freezings of despair	A
But pause not then beyond the western wave	A2
Go view the captive barter'd as a slave	A2
Crush'd till his high heroic spirit bleeds	T
And from his nerveless frame indignantly recedes	T
Yet here ev'n here with pleasures long resign'd	Z
Lo MEMORY bursts the twilight of the mind	Z
Her dear delusions sooth his sinking soul	A
When the rude scourge presumes its base controul	A
And o'er Futurity's blank page diffuse	B2
The full reflection of her vivid hues	C2
'Tis but to die and then to weep no more	A
Then will he wake on Congo's distant shore	A
Beneath his plantain's antient shade renew	S
The simple transports that with freedom flew	S
Catch the cool breeze that musky Evening blows	P
And quaff the palm's rich nectar as it glows	P
The oral tale of elder time rehearse	D2
And chant the rude traditionary verse	D2
With those the lov'd companions of his youth	K
When life was luxury and friendship truth	K
Ah why should Virtue fear the frowns of Fate	Z
Hers what no wealth can win no power create	Z
A little world of clear and cloudless day	Z
Nor wreck'd by storms nor moulder'd by decay	Z
A world with MEMORY'S ceaseless sun shine blest	Z
The home of Happiness an honest breast	Z
But most we mark the wonders of her reign	E2
When Sleep has lock'd the senses in her chain	E2
When sober Judgment has his throne resign'd	Z
She smiles away the chaos of the mind	Z
And as warm Fancy's bright Elysium glows	P
From Her each image springs each colour flows	P
She is the sacred guest the immortal friend	Z
Oft seen o'er sleeping Innocence to bend	Z
In that dead hour of night to Silence giv'n	E2
Whispering seraphic visions of her heav'n	E2
When the blithe son of Savoy journeying round	Z
With humble wares and pipe of merry sound	Z
From his green vale and shelter'd cabin hies	P
And scales the Alps to visit foreign skies	P
Tho' far below the forked lightnings play	Z
And at his feet the thunder dies away	Z
Oft in the saddle rudely rock'd to sleep	F2
While his mule browses on the dizzy steep	F2
With MEMORY'S aid he sits at home and sees	P
His children sport beneath their native trees	P
And bends to hear their cherub voices call	A
O'er the loud fury of the torrent's fall	A
But can her smile with gloomy Madness dwell	A
Say can she chase the horrors of his cell	A
Each fiery flight on Frenzy's wing restrain	E2
And mould the coinage of the fever'd brain	E2
Pass but that grate which scarce a gleam supplies	P
There in the dust the wreck of Genius lies	P
He whose arresting hand sublimely wrought	Z
Each bold conception in the sphere of thought	Z
And round in colours of the rainbow threw	S
Forms ever fair creations ever new	S
But as he fondly snatch'd the wreath of Fame	G2
The spectre Poverty unnerv'd his frame	G2
Cold was her grasp a withering scowl she wore	A
And Hope's soft energies were felt no more	A
Yet still how sweet the soothings of his art y	Y
From the rude wall what bright ideas start	Z
Ev'n now he claims the amaranthine wreath	H2
With scenes that glow with images that breathe	I2
And whence these scenes these images declare	A
Whence but from Her who triumphs o'er despair	A
Awake arise with grateful fervor fraught	Z
Go spring the mine of elevating thought	Z
He who thro' Nature's various walk surveys	P
The good and fair her faultless line pourtrays	P
Whose mind prophan'd by no unhallow'd guest	Z
Culls from the crowd the purest and the best	Z
May range at will bright Fancy's golden clime	G2
Or musing mount where Science sits sublime	G2
Or wake the spirit of departed Time	G2
Who acts thus wisely mark the moral muse	P
A blooming Eden in his life reviews	P
So rich the culture tho' so small the space	P
Its scanty limits he forgets to trace	P
But the fond fool when evening shades the sky	Y
Turns but to start and gazes but to sigh z	P
The weary waste that lengthen'd as he ran	E2
Fades to a blank and dwindles to a span	E2
Ah who can tell the triumphs of the mind	Z
By truth illumin'd and by taste refin'd	Z
When Age has quench'd the eye and clos'd the ear	A
Still nerv'd for action in her native sphere	A
Oft will she rise with searching glance pursue	P
Some long lov'd image vanish'd from her view	P
Dart thro' the deep recesses of the past	Z
O'er dusky forms in chains of slumber cast	Z
With giant grasp fling back the folds of night	Z
And snatch the faithless fugitive to light	Z
So thro' the grove the impatient mother flies	P
Each sunless glade each secret pathway tries	P
Till the light leaves the truant boy disclose	P
Long on the wood moss stretch'd in sweet repose	P
Nor yet to pleasing objects are confin'd	Z
The silent feasts of the reflecting mind	Z
Danger and death a dread delight inspire	A
And the bald veteran glows with wonted fire	A
When richly bronz'd by many a summer sun	E2
He counts his scars and tells what deeds were done	E2
Go with old Thames view Chelsea's glorious pile	A
And ask the shatter'd hero whence his smile	A
Go view the splendid domes of Greenwich Go	B
And own what raptures from Reflection flow	B
Hail noblest structures imag'd in the wave	A2
A nation's grateful tribute to the brave	A2
Hail blest retreats from war and shipwreck hail	A
That oft arrest the wondering stranger's sail	A
Long have ye heard the narratives of age	J2
The battle's havoc and the tempest's rage	J2
Long have ye known Reflection's genial ray	Z
Gild the calm close of Valour's various day	Z
Time's sombrous touches soon correct the piece	P
Mellow each tint and bid each discord cease	P
A softer tone of light pervades the whole	A
And steals a pensive languor o'er the soul	A
Hast thou thro' Eden's wild wood vales pursued a	K2
Each mountain scene majestically rude	Z
To note the sweet simplicity of life	L2
Far from the din of Folly's idle strife	L2
Nor there awhile with lifted eye rever'd	Z
That modest stone which pious PEMBROKE rear'd	Z
Which still records beyond the pencil's power	A
The silent sorrows of a parting hour	A
Still to the musing pilgrim points the place	P
Her sainted spirit most delights to trace	P
Thus with the manly glow of honest pride	Z
O'er his dead son the gallant ORMOND sigh'd b	P
Thus thro' the gloom of SHENSTONE'S fairy grove	M2
MARIA'S urn still breathes the voice of love	N2
As the stern grandeur of a Gothic tower	A
Awes us less deeply in its morning hour	A
Than when the shades of Time serenely fall	A
On every broken arch and ivy'd wall	A
The tender images we love to trace	P
Steal from each year a melancholy grace	P
And as the sparks of social love expand	Z
As the heart opens in a foreign land	Z
And with a brother's warmth a brother's smile	A
The stranger greets each native of his isle	A
So scenes of life when present and confest	Z
Stamp but their bolder features on the breast	Z
Yet not an image when remotely view'd	Z
However trivial and however rude	Z
But wins the heart and wakes the social sigh	Y
With every claim of close affinity	Z
But these pure joys the world can never know	B
In gentler climes their silver currents flow	B
Oft at the silent shadowy close of day	Z
When the hush'd grove has sung its parting lay	Z
When pensive Twilight in her dusky car	A
Comes slowly on to meet the evening star	A
Above below aerial murmurs swell	A
From hanging wood brown heath and bushy dell	A
A thousand nameless rills that shun the light	Z
Stealing soft music on the ear of night	Z
So oft the finer movements of the soul	A
That shun the sphere of Pleasure's gay controul	A
In the still shades of calm Seclusion rise	P
And breathe their sweet seraphic harmonies	P
Once and domestic annals tell the time	G2
Preserv'd in Cumbria's rude romantic clime	G2
When nature smil'd and o'er the landscape threw	P
Her richest fragrance and her brightest hue	P
A blithe and blooming Forester explor'd	Z
Those loftier scenes SALVATOR'S soul ador'd	Z
The rocky pass half hung with shaggy wood	Z
And the cleft oak flung boldly o'er the flood	Z
Nor shunn'd the path unknown to human tread	Z
That downward to the night of caverns led	Z
Some antient cataract's deserted bed	Z
High on exulting wing the heath cock rose c	Z
And blew his shrill blast o'er perennial snows	P
Ere the rapt youth recoiling from the roar	A
Gaz'd on the tumbling tide of dread Lodoar	A
And thro' the rifted cliffs that scal'd the sky	Y
Derwent's clear mirror charm'd his dazzled eye d	Z
Each osier isle inverted on the wave	A2
Thro' morn's gray mist its melting colours gave	A2
And o'er the cygnet's haunt the mantling grove	M2
Its emerald arch with wild luxuriance wove	M2
Light as the breeze that brush'd the orient dew	P
From rock to rock the young adventurer flew	P
And day's last sunshine slept along the shore	A
When lo a path the smile of welcome wore	A
Imbowering shrubs with verdure veil'd the sky	Y
And on the musk rose shed a deeper dye	Y
Save when a bright and momentary gleam	G2
Glanc'd from the white foam of some shelter'd stream	G2
O'er the still lake the bell of evening toll'd	Z
And on the moor the shepherd penn'd his fold	Z
And on the green hill's side the meteor play'd	Z
When hark a voice sung sweetly thro' the shade	Z
It ceas'd yet still in FLORIO'S fancy sung	O2
Still on each note his captive spirit hung	O2
Till o'er the mead a cool sequester'd grot	Z
From its rich roof a sparry lustre shot	Z
A crystal water cross'd the pebbled floor	A
And on the front these simple lines it bore	A
Hence away nor dare intrude	Z
In this secret shadowy cell	A
Musing MEMORY loves to dwell	A
With her sister Solitude	Z
Far from the busy world she flies	P
To taste that peace the world denies	P
Entranc'd she sits from youth to age	J2
Reviewing Life's eventful page	J2
And noting ere they fade away	Z
The little lines of yesterday	Z
FLORIO had gain'd a rude and rocky seat	Z
When lo the Genius of this still retreat	Z
Fair was her form but who can hope to trace	P
The pensive softness of her angel face	P
Can VIRGIL'S verse can RAPHAEL'S touch impart	Z
Those finer features of the feeling heart	Z
Those tend'rer tints that shun the careless eye	Y
And in the world's contagious climate die	Y
She left the cave nor mark'd the stranger there	A
Her pastoral beauty and her artless air	A
Had breath'd a soft enchantment o'er his soul	A
In every nerve he felt her blest controul	A
What pure and white wing'd agents of the sky	Y
Who rule the springs of sacred sympathy	Z
Inform congenial spirits when they meet	Z
Sweet is their office as their natures sweet	Z
FLORIO with fearful joy pursued the maid	Z
Till thro' a vista's moonlight checquer'd shade	Z
Where the bat circled and the rooks repos'd	Z
Their wars suspended and their councils clos'd	Z
An antique mansion burst in awful state	Z
A rich vine clustering round the Gothic gate	Z
Nor paus'd he there The master of the scene	E2
Saw his light step imprint the dewy green	E2
And slow advancing hail'd him as his guest	Z
Won by the honest warmth his looks express'd	Z
He wore the rustic manners of a 'Squire	A
Age had not quench'd one spark of manly fire	A
But giant Gout had bound him in her chain	E2
And his heart panted for the chase in vain	E2
Yet here Remembrance sweetly soothing power	A
Wing'd with delight Confinement's lingering hour	A
The fox's brush still emulous to wear	A
He scour'd the county in his elbow chair	A
And with view halloo rous'd the dreaming hound	Z
That rung by starts his deep ton'd music round	Z
Long by the paddock's humble pale confin'd	Z
His aged hunters cours'd the viewless wind	Z
And each with glowing energy pourtray'd	Z
The far fam'd triumphs of the field display'd	Z
Usurp'd the canvas of the crowded hall	A
And chas'd a line of heroes from the wall	A
There slept the horn each jocund echo knew	P
And many a smile and many a story drew	P
High o'er the hearth his forest trophies hung	O2
And their fantastic branches wildly flung	O2
How would he dwell on the vast antlers there	A
These dash'd the wave those fann'd the mountain air	A
All as they frown'd unwritten records bore	A
Of gallant feats and festivals of yore	A
But why the tale prolong His only child	Z
His darling JULIA on the stranger smil'd	Z
Her little arts a fretful sire to please	P
Her gentle gaiety and native ease	P
Had won his soul and rapturous Fancy shed	Z
Her golden lights and tints of rosy red	Z
But ah few days had pass'd ere the bright vision fled	Z
When evening ting'd the lake's ethereal blue	P
And her deep shades irregularly threw	P
Their shifting sail dropt gently from the cove	M2
Down by St Herbert's consecrated grove e	Z
Whence erst the chanted hymn the taper'd rite	Z
Amus'd the fisher's solitary night	Z
And still the mitred window richly wreath'd	Z
A sacred calm thro' the brown foliage breath'd	Z
The wild deer starting thro' the silent glade	Z
With fearful gaze their various course survey'd	Z
High hung in air the hoary goat reclin'd	Z
His streaming beard the sport of every wind	Z
And while the coot her jet wing lov'd to lave	A2
Rock'd on the bosom of the sleepless wave	A2
The eagle rush'd from Skiddaw's purple crest	Z
A cloud still brooding o'er her giant nest	Z
And now the moon had dimm'd with dewy ray	A
The few fine flushes of departing day	A
O'er the wide water's deep serene she hung	O2
And her broad lights on every mountain flung	O2
When lo a sudden blast the vessel blew f	P2
And to the surge consign'd the little crew	P
All all escap'd but ere the lover bore	A
His faint and faded JULIA to the shore	A
Her sense had fled Exhausted by the storm	G2
A fatal trance hang o'er her pallid form	G2
Her closing eye a trembling lustre fir'd	Z
'Twas life's last spark it flutter'd and expir'd	Z
The father strew'd his white hairs in the wind	Z
Call'd on his child nor linger'd long behind	Z
And FLORIO liv'd to see the willow wave	A2
With many an evening whisper o'er their grave	A2
Yes FLORIO liv'd and still of each possest	Z
The father cherish'd and the maid caress'd	Z
For ever would the fond enthusiast rove	M2
With JULIA'S spirit thro' the shadowy grove	M2
Gaze with delight on every scene she plann'd	Z
Kiss every flowret planted by her hand	Z
Ah still he trac'd her steps along the glade	Z
When hazy hues and glimmering lights betray'd	Z
Half viewless forms still listen'd as the breeze	P
Heav'd its deep sobs among the aged trees	P
And at each pause her melting accents caught	Z
In sweet delirium of romantic thought	Z
Dear was the grot that shunn'd the blaze of day	Z
She gave its spars to shoot a trembling ray	Z
The spring that bubbled from its inmost cell	A
Murmur'd of JULIA'S virtues as it fell	A
And o'er the dripping moss the fretted stone	E2
In FLORIO'S ear breath'd language not its own	E2
Her charm around the enchantress MEMORY threw	P
A charm that sooths the mind and sweetens too	P
But is Her magic only felt below	A
Say thro' what brighter realms she bids it flow	A
To what pure beings in a nobler sphere g	Z
She yields delight but faintly imag'd here	A
All that till now their rapt researches knew	P
Not call'd in slow succession to review	P
But as a landscape meets the eye of day	Z
At once presented to their glad survey	Z
Each scene of bliss reveal'd since chaos fled	Z
And dawning light its dazzling glories spread	Z
Each chain of wonders that sublimely glow'd	Z
Since first Creation's choral anthem flow'd	Z
Each ready flight at Mercy's smile divine	E2
To distant worlds that undiscover'd shine	E2
Full on her tablet flings its living rays	P
And all combin'd with blest effulgence blaze	P
There thy bright train immortal Friendship soar	A
No more to part to mingle tears no more	A
And as the softening hand of Time endears	P
The joys and sorrows of our infant years	P
So there the soul releas'd from human strife	L2
Smiles at the little cares and ills of life	L2
Its lights and shades its sunshine and its showers	P
As at a dream that charm'd her vacant hours	P
Oft may the spirits of the dead descend	Z
To watch the silent slumbers of a friend	Z
To hover round his evening walk unseen	E2
And hold sweet converse on the dusky green	E2
To hail the spot where first their friendship grew	P
And heav'n and nature open'd to their view	P
Oft when he trims his cheerful hearth and sees	P
A smiling circle emulous to please	P
There may these gentle guests delight to dwell	A
And bless the scene they lov'd in life so well	A
Oh thou with whom my heart was wont to share	A
From Reason's dawn each pleasure and each care	A
With whom alas I fondly hop'd to know	A
The humble walks of happiness below	A
If thy blest nature now unites above	N2
An angel's pity with a brother's love	N2
Still o'er my life preserve thy mild controul	A
Correct my views and elevate my soul	A
Grant me thy peace and purity of mind	Z
Devout yet cheerful active yet resign'd	Z
Grant me like thee whose heart knew no disguise	P
Whose blameless wishes never aim'd to rise	P
To meet the changes Time and Chance present	Z
With modest dignity and calm content	Z
When thy last breath ere Nature sunk to rest	Z
Thy meek submission to thy God express'd	Z
When thy last look ere thought and feeling fled	Z
A mingled gleam of hope and triumph shed	Z
What to thy soul its glad assurance gave	A2
Its hope in death its triumph o'er the grave	A2
The sweet Remembrance of unblemish'd youth	K
The still inspiring voice of Innocence and Truth	K
Hail MEMORY hail in thy exhaustless mine	E2
From age to age unnumber'd treasures shine	E2
Thought and her shadowy brood thy call obey	Z
And Place and Time are subject to thy sway	Z
Thy pleasures most we feel when most alone	E2
The only pleasures we can call our own	E2
Lighter than air Hope's summer visions die	Z
If but a fleeting cloud obscure the sky	Z
If but a beam of sober Reason play	Z
Lo Fancy's fairy frost work melts away	Z
But can the wiles of Art the grasp of Power	A
Snatch the rich relics of a well spent hour	A
These when the trembling spirit wings her flight	Z
Pour round her path a stream of living light	Z
And gild those pure and perfect realms of rest	Z
Where Virtue triumphs and her sons are blest	Z

Samuel Rogers

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