The Hermit Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

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Far in a wild unknown to public viewA
From youth to age a rev'rend hermit grewA
The moss his bed the cave his humble cellB
His food the fruits his drink the crystal wellB
Remote from man with God he pass'd the daysC
Pray'r all his bus'ness all his pleasure praiseC
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A life so sacred such serene reposeD
Seem'd heav'n itself till one suggestion roseD
That vice should triumph virtue vice obeyE
This sprung some doubt of Providence's swayE
His hopes no more a certain prospect boastF
And all the tenor of his soul is lostG
So when a smooth expanse receives imprestG
Calm nature's image on its wat'ry breastG
Down bend the banks the trees depending growH
And skies beneath with answering colours glowH
But if a stone the gentle scene divideG
Swift ruffling circles curl on ev'ry sideG
And glimm'ring fragments of a broken sunI
Banks trees and skies in thick disorder runI
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To clear this doubt to know the world by sightG
To find if books or swains report it rightG
For yet by swains alone the world he knewA
Whose feet came wand'ring o'er the nightly dewA
He quits his cell the pilgrim staff he boreJ
And fix'd the scallop in his hat beforeJ
Then with the sun a rising journey wentG
Sedate to think and watching each eventG
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The morn was wasted in the pathless grassK
And long and lonesome was the wild to passK
But when the southern sun had warm'd the dayG
A youth came posting o'er a crossing wayG
His raiment decent his complexion fairL
And soft in graceful ringlets wav'd his hairL
Then near approaching quot Father hail quot he criedG
quot And hail my son quot the rev'rend sire repliedG
Words follow'd words from question answer flow'dG
And talk of various kind deceiv'd the roadG
Till each with other pleas'd and loth to partG
While in their age they differ join in heartG
Thus stands an aged elm in ivy boundG
Thus youthful ivy clasps an elm aroundG
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Now sunk the sun the closing hour of dayG
Came onward mantled o'er with sober grayG
Nature in silence bid the world reposeD
When near the road a stately palace roseD
There by the moon through ranks of trees they passK
Whose verdure crown'd their sloping sides of grassK
It chanc'd the noble master of the domeM
Still made his house the wand'ring stranger's homeM
Yet still the kindness from a thirst of praiseC
Prov'd the vain flourish of expensive easeN
The pair arrive the liv'ried servants waitG
Their lord receives them at the pompous gateG
The table groans with costly piles of foodG
And all is more than hospitably goodG
Then led to rest the day's long toil they drownO
Deep sunk in sleep and silk and heaps of downO
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At length 'tis morn and at the dawn of dayG
Along the wide canals the zephyrs playG
Fresh o'er the gay parterres the breezes creepP
And shake the neighb'ring wood to banish sleepP
Up rise the guests obedient to the callQ
An early banquet deck'd the splendid hallQ
Rich luscious wine a golden goblet grac'dG
Which the kind master forc'd the guests to tasteG
Then pleas'd and thankful from the porch they goH
And but the landlord none had cause of woeH
His cup was vanish'd for in secret guiseR
The younger guest purloin'd the glitt'ring prizeR
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As one who spies a serpent in his wayG
Glist'ning and basking in the summer rayG
Disorder'd stops to shun the danger nearS
Then walks with faintness on and looks with fearS
So seem'd the sire when far upon the roadG
The shining spoil his wily partner show'dG
He stopp'd with silence walk'd with trembling heartG
And much he wish'd but durst not ask to partG
Murmuring he lifts his eyes and thinks it hardG
That gen'rous actions meet a base rewardG
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While thus they pass the sun his glory shroudsT
The changing skies hang out their sable cloudsT
A sound in air presag'd approaching rainU
And beasts to covert scud across the plainU
Warn'd by the signs the wand'ring pair retreatG
To seek for shelter at a neighb'ring seatG
'Twas built with turrets on a rising groundG
And strong and large and unimprov'd aroundG
Its owner's temper tim'rous and severeS
Unkind and griping caus'd a desert thereL
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As near the miser's heavy doors they drewA
Fierce rising gusts with sudden fury blewA
The nimble lightning mix'd with showers beganV
And o'er their heads loud rolling thunders ranV
Here long they knock but knock or call in vainU
Driven by the wind and batter'd by the rainU
At length some pity warm'd the master's breastG
'Twas then his threshold first receiv'd a guestG
Slow creaking turns the door with jealous careL
And half he welcomes in the shiv'ring pairL
One frugal faggot lights the naked wallsW
And Nature's fervour through their limbs recallsW
Bread of the coarsest sort with eager wineX
Each hardly granted serv'd them both to dineX
And when the tempest first appear'd to ceaseY
A ready warning bid them part in peaceY
With still remark the pond'ring hermit view'dG
In one so rich a life so poor and rudeG
And why should such within himself he criedG
Lock the lost wealth a thousand want besideG
But what new marks of wonder soon took placeZ
In every settling feature of his faceZ
When from his vest the young companion boreJ
That cup the gen'rous landlord own'd beforeJ
And paid profusely with the precious bowlA2
The stinted kindness of this churlish soulA2
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But now the clouds in airy tumult flyB2
The sun emerging opes an azure skyB2
A fresher green the smelling leaves displayG
And glitt'ring as they tremble cheer the dayG
The weather courts them from their poor retreatG
And the glad master bolts the wary gateG
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While hence they walk the pilgrim's bosom wroughtG
Wlth all the travel of uncertain thoughtG
His partner's acts without their cause appearS
'Twas there a vice and seem'd a madness hereC2
Detesting that and pitying this he goesD
Lost and confounded with the various showsD
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Now night's dim shades again involve the skyB2
Again the wanderers want a place to lieB2
Again they search and find a lodging nighB2
The soil improv'd around the mansion neatG
And neither poorly low nor idly greatG
It seem'd to speak its master's turn of mindG
Content and not for praise but virtue kindG
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Hither the walkers turn with weary feetG
Then bless the mansion and the master greetG
Their greeting fair bestow'd with modest guiseR
The courteous master hears and thus repliesR
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quot Without a vain without a grudging heartG
To Him who gives us all I yield a partG
From Him you come for Him accept it hereC2
A frank and sober more than costly cheer quotG
He spoke and bid the welcome table spreadG
Then talk'd of virtue till the time of bedG
When the grave household round his hall repairL
Warn'd by a bell and close the hours with pray'rD2
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At length the world renew'd by calm reposeD
Was strong for toil the dappled morn aroseD
Before the pilgrims part the younger creptG
Near the clos'd cradle where an infant sleptG
And writh'd his neck the landlord's little prideG
O strange return grew black and gasp'd and diedG
Horrors of horrors what his only sonI
How look'd our hermit when the fact was doneI
Not hell though hell's black jaws in sunder partG
And breathe blue fire could more assault his heartG
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Confus'd and struck with silence at the deedG
He flies but trembling fails to fly with speedG
His steps the youth pursues the country layG
Perplex'd with roads a servant show'd the wayG
A river cross'd the path the passage o'erE2
Was nice to find the servant trod beforeJ
Long arms of oak an open bridge suppliedG
And deep the waves beneath the bending glideG
The youth who seem'd to watch a time to sinF2
Approach'd the careless guide and thrust him inF2
Plunging he falls and rising lifts his headG
Then flashing turns and sinks among the deadG
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Wild sparkling rage inflames the father's eyesR
He bursts the bands of fear and madly criesR
quot Detested wretch quot but scarce his speech beganV
When the strange partner seem'd no longer manV
His youthful face grew more serenely sweetG
His robe turn'd white and flow'd upon his feetG
Fair rounds of radiant points invesR

Thomas Parnell



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