The Task: Book I, The Sofa (excerpts) Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: A BCDEFGHIJKLMNOPQRSTU VWFXYZA2B2C2D2E2 F2G2H2I2J2PK2L2M2N2O 2P2Q2H2R2S2T2IU2V2W2 X2Y2P2H2Z2A3 B3C3D3E3F3G3H3I3J3K3 L3M3N3JO3H2A3E3S2P3Q 3R3S3T3HE

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Thou know'st my praise of nature most sincereB
And that my raptures are not conjur'd upC
To serve occasions of poetic pompD
But genuine and art partner of them allE
How oft upon yon eminence our paceF
Has slacken'd to a pause and we have borneG
The ruffling wind scarce conscious that it blewH
While admiration feeding at the eyeI
And still unsated dwelt upon the sceneJ
Thence with what pleasure have we just discern'dK
The distant plough slow moving and besideL
His lab'ring team that swerv'd not from the trackM
The sturdy swain diminish'd to a boyN
Here Ouse slow winding through a level plainO
Of spacious meads with cattle sprinkled o'erP
Conducts the eye along its sinuous courseQ
Delighted There fast rooted in his bankR
Stand never overlook'd our fav'rite elmsS
That screen the herdsman's solitary hutT
While far beyond and overthwart the streamU
That as with molten glass inlays the valeV
The sloping land recedes into the cloudsW
Displaying on its varied side the graceF
Of hedge row beauties numberless square tow'rX
Tall spire from which the sound of cheerful bellsY
Just undulates upon the list'ning earZ
Groves heaths and smoking villages remoteA2
Scenes must be beautiful which daily view'dB2
Please daily and whose novelty survivesC2
Long knowledge and the scrutiny of yearsD2
Praise justly due to those that I describeE2
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But though true worth and virtue in the mildF2
And genial soil of cultivated lifeG2
Thrive most and may perhaps thrive only thereH2
Yet not in cities oft in proud and gayI2
And gain devoted cities Thither flowJ2
As to a common and most noisome sewerP
The dregs and feculence of every landK2
In cities foul example on most mindsL2
Begets its likeness Rank abundance breedsM2
In gross and pamper'd cities sloth and lustN2
And wantonness and gluttonous excessO2
In cities vice is hidden with most easeP2
Or seen with least reproach and virtue taughtQ2
By frequent lapse can hope no triumph thereH2
Beyond th' achievement of successful flightR2
I do confess them nurseries of the artsS2
In which they flourish most where in the beamsT2
Of warm encouragement and in the eyeI
Of public note they reach their perfect sizeU2
Such London is by taste and wealth proclaim'dV2
The fairest capital of all the worldW2
By riot and incontinence the worstX2
There touch'd by Reynolds a dull blank becomesY2
A lucid mirror in which Nature seesP2
All her reflected features Bacon thereH2
Gives more than female beauty to a stoneZ2
And Chatham's eloquence to marble lipsA3
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God made the country and man made the townB3
What wonder then that health and virtue giftsC3
That can alone make sweet the bitter draughtD3
That life holds out to all should most aboundE3
And least be threaten'd in the fields and grovesF3
Possess ye therefore ye who borne aboutG3
In chariots and sedans know no fatigueH3
But that of idleness and taste no scenesI3
But such as art contrives possess ye stillJ3
Your element there only ye can shineK3
There only minds like yours can do no harmL3
Our groves were planted to console at noonM3
The pensive wand'rer in their shades At eveN3
The moonbeam sliding softly in betweenJ
The sleeping leaves is all the light they wishO3
Birds warbling all the music We can spareH2
The splendour of your lamps they but eclipseA3
Our softer satellite Your songs confoundE3
Our more harmonious notes the thrush departsS2
Scared and th' offended nightingale is muteP3
There is a public mischief in your mirthQ3
It plagues your country Folly such as yoursR3
Grac'd with a sword and worthier of a fanS3
Has made which enemies could ne'er have doneT3
Our arch of empire steadfast but for youH
A mutilated structure soon to fallE

William Cowper



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