The Country Church - Prose Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: ABCDE F G H I J K I L I A H A M N OM

A gentlemanA
What o' the woolpack or the sugar chestB
Or lists of velvet which is 't pound or yardC
You vend your gentry byD
BEGGAR'S BUSHE
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There are few places more favorable to the study of character than an English country church I was once passing a few weeks at the seat of a friend who resided in the vicinity of one the appearance of which particularly struck my fancy It was one of those rich morsels of quaint antiquity which gives such a peculiar charm to English landscape It stood in the midst of a country filled with ancient families and contained within its cold and silent aisles the congregated dust of many noble generations The interior walls were encrusted with monuments of every age and style The light streamed through windows dimmed with armorial bearings richly emblazoned in stained glass In various parts of the church were tombs of knights and highborn dames of gorgeous workmanship with their effigies in colored marble On every side the eye was struck with some instance of aspiring mortality some haughty memorial which human pride had erected over its kindred dust in this temple of the most humble of all religionsF
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The congregation was composed of the neighboring people of rank who sat in pews sumptuously lined and cushioned furnished with richly gilded prayer books and decorated with their arms upon the pew doors of the villagers and peasantry who filled the back seats and a small gallery beside the organ and of the poor of the parish who were ranged on benches in the aislesG
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The service was performed by a snuffling well fed vicar who had a snug dwelling near the church He was a privileged guest at all the tables of the neighborhood and had been the keenest fox hunter in the country until age and good living had disabled him from doing anything more than ride to see the hounds throw off and make one at the hunting dinnerH
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Under the ministry of such a pastor I found it impossible to get into the train of thought suitable to the time and place so having like many other feeble Christians compromised with my conscience by laying the sin of my own delinquency at another person's threshold I occupied myself by making observations on my neighborsI
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I was as yet a stranger in England and curious to notice the manners of its fashionable classes I found as usual that there was the least pretension where there was the most acknowledged title to respect I was particularly struck for instance with the family of a nobleman of high rank consisting of several sons and daughters Nothing could be more simple and unassuming than their appearance They generally came to church in the plainest equipage and often on foot The young ladies would stop and converse in the kindest manner with the peasantry caress the children and listen to the stories of the humble cottagers Their countenances were open and beautifully fair with an expression of high refinement but at the same time a frank cheerfulness and engaging affability Their brothers were tall and elegantly formed They were dressed fashionably but simply with strict neatness and propriety but without any mannerism or foppishness Their whole demeanor was easy and natural with that lofty grace and noble frankness which bespeak free born souls that have never been checked in their growth by feelings of inferiority There is a healthful hardiness about real dignity that never dreads contact and communion with others however humble It is only spurious pride that is morbid and sensitive and shrinks from every touch I was pleased to see the manner in which they would converse with the peasantry about those rural concerns and field sports in which the gentlemen of the country so much delight In these conversations there was neither haughtiness on the one part nor servility on the other and you were only reminded of the difference of rank by the habitual respect of the peasantJ
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In contrast to these was the family of a wealthy citizen who had amassed a vast fortune and having purchased the estate and mansion of a ruined nobleman in the neighborhood was endeavoring to assume all the style and dignity of an hereditary lord of the soil The family always came to church en prince They were rolled majestically along in a carriage emblazoned with arms The crest glittered in silver radiance from every part of the harness where a crest could possibly be placed A fat coachman in a three cornered hat richly laced and a flaxen wig curling close round his rosy face was seated on the box with a sleek Danish dog beside him Two footmen in gorgeous liveries with huge bouquets and gold headed canes lolled behind The carriage rose and sunk on its long springs with a peculiar stateliness of motion The very horses champed their bits arched their necks and glanced their eyes more proudly than common horses either because they had caught a little of the family feeling or were reined up more tightly than ordinaryK
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I could not but admire the style with which this splendid pageant was brought up to the gate of the churchyard There was a vast effect produced at the turning of an angle of the wall a great smacking of the whip straining and scrambling of the horses glistening of harness and flashing of wheels through gravel This was the moment of triumph and vainglory to the coachman The horses were urged and checked until they were fretted into a foam They threw out their feet in a prancing trot dashing about pebbles at every step The crowd of villagers sauntering quietly to church opened precipitately to the right and left gaping in vacant admiration On reaching the gate the horses were pulled up with a suddenness that produced an immediate stop and almost threw them on their haunchesI
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There was an extraordinary hurry of the footmen to alight pull down the steps and prepare everything for the descent on earth of this august family The old citizen first emerged his round red face from out the door looking about him with the pompous air of a man accustomed to rule on change and shake the Stock Market with a nod His consort a fine fleshy comfortable dame followed him There seemed I must confess but little pride in her composition She was the picture of broad honest vulgar enjoyment The world went well with her and she liked the world She had fine clothes a fine house a fine carriage fine children everything was fine about her it was nothing but driving about and visiting and feasting Life was to her a perpetual revel it was one long Lord Mayor's DayL
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Two daughters succeeded to this goodly couple They certainly were handsome but had a supercilious air that chilled admiration and disposed the spectator to be critical They were ultrafashionable in dress and though no one could deny the richness of their decorations yet their appropriateness might be questioned amidst the simplicity of a country church They descended loftily from the carriage and moved up the line of peasantry with a step that seemed dainty of the soil it trod on They cast an excursive glance around that passed coldly over the burly faces of the peasantry until they met the eyes of the nobleman's family when their countenances immediately brightened into smiles and they made the most profound and elegant courtesies which were returned in a manner that showed they were but slight acquaintancesI
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I must not forget the two sons of this inspiring citizen who came to church in a dashing curricle with outriders They were arrayed in the extremity of the mode with all that pedantry of dress which marks the man of questionable pretensions to style They kept entirely by themselves eyeing every one askance that came near them as if measuring his claims to respectability yet they were without conversation except the exchange of an occasional cant phrase They even moved artificially for their bodies in compliance with the caprice of the day had been disciplined into the absence of all ease and freedom Art had done everything to accomplish them as men of fashion but Nature had denied them the nameless grace They were vulgarly shaped like men formed for the common purposes of life and had that air of supercilious assumption which is never seen in the true gentlemanA
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I have been rather minute in drawing the pictures of these two families because I considered them specimens of what is often to be met with in this country the unpretending great and the arrogant little I have no respect for titled rank unless it be accompanied with true nobility of soul but I have remarked in all countries where artificial distinctions exist that the very highest classes are always the most courteous and unassuming Those who are well assured of their own standing are least apt to trespass on that of others whereas nothing is so offensive as the aspirings of vulgarity which thinks to elevate itself by humiliating its neighborH
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As I have brought these families into contrast I must notice their behavior in church That of the nobleman's family was quiet serious and attentive Not that they appeared to have any fervor of devotion but rather a respect for sacred things and sacred places inseparable from good breeding The others on the contrary were in a perpetual flutter and whisper they betrayed a continual consciousness of finery and the sorry ambition of being the wonders of a rural congregationA
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The old gentleman was the only one really attentive to the service He took the whole burden of family devotion upon himself standing bolt upright and uttering the responses with a loud voice that might be heard all over the church It was evident that he was one of these thorough Church and king men who connect the idea of devotion and loyalty who consider the Deity somehow or other of the government party and religion a very excellent sort of thing that ought to be countenanced and kept upM
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When he joined so loudly in the service it seemed more by way of example to the lower orders to show them that though so great and wealthy he was not above being religious as I have seen a turtle fed alderman swallow publicly a basin of charity soup smacking his lips at every mouthful and pronouncing it excellent food for the poorN
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When the service was at an end I was curious to witness the several exits of my groups The young noblemen and their sisters as the day was fine preferred strolling home across the fields chatting with the country people as they went The others departed as they came in grand parade Again were the equipages wheeled up to the gate There was again the smacking of whips the clattering of hoofs and the glittering of harness The horses started off almost at a bound the villagers again hurried to right and left the wheels threw up a cloud of dust and the aspirin family was rapt out of sight in a whirlwindO
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Washington Irving



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