Scenes Favourable To Meditation Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: ABAB BBBB BCBC DEDE BFBF BBBB GBGB HGHI BBBB BJBJ KLKL BBBB BHBH BBBB HMHM

Wilds horrid and dark with o'er shadowing treesA
Rocks that ivy and briers infoldB
Scenes nature with dread and astonishment seesA
But I with a pleasure untoldB
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Though awfully silent and shaggy and rudeB
I am charmed with the peace ye affordB
Your shades are a temple where none will intrudeB
The abode of my lover and LordB
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I am sick of thy splendour O fountain of dayB
And here I am hid from its beamsC
Here safely contemplate a brighter displayB
Of the noblest and holiest of themesC
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Ye forests that yield me my sweetest reposeD
Where stillness and solitude reignE
To you I securely and boldly discloseD
The dear anguish of which I complainE
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Here sweetly forgetting and wholly forgotB
By the world and its turbulent throngF
The birds and the streams lend me many a noteB
That aids meditation and songF
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Here wandering in scenes that are sacred to nightB
Love wears me and wastes me awayB
And often the sun has spent much of his lightB
Ere yet I perceive it is dayB
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While a mantle of darkness envelops the sphereG
My sorrows are sadly rehearsedB
To me the dark hours are all equally dearG
And the last is as sweet as the firstB
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Here I and the beasts of the deserts agreeH
Mankind are the wolves that I fearG
They grudge me my natural right to be freeH
But nobody questions it hereI
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Though little is found in this dreary abodeB
That appetite wishes to findB
My spirit is soothed by the presence of GodB
And appetite wholly resignedB
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Ye desolate scenes to your solitude ledB
My life I in praises employJ
And scarce know the source of the tears that I shedB
Proceed they from sorrow or joyJ
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There's nothing I seem to have skill to discernK
I feel out my way in the darkL
Love reigns in my bosom I constantly burnK
Yet hardly distinguish the sparkL
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I live yet I seem to myself to be deadB
Such a riddle is not to be foundB
I am nourished without knowing how I am fedB
I have nothing and yet I aboundB
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Oh love who in darkness art pleased to abideB
Though dimly yet surely I seeH
That these contrarieties only resideB
In the soul that is chosen of theeH
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Ah send me not back to the race of mankindB
Perversely by folly beguiledB
For where in the crowds I have left shall I findB
The spirit and heart of a childB
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Here let me though fixed in a desert be freeH
A little one whom they despiseM
Though lost to the world if in union with theeH
Shall be holy and happy and wiseM

William Cowper



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