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Felpham: An Epistle To Henrietta Of Lavant. Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

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Hail Felpham Hail in youth my favorite scene	A
First in my heart of villages marine	A
To me thy waves confirm'd my truest wealth	B
My only parent's renovated health	B
Whose love maternal and whose sweet discourse	C
Gave to my feelings all their cordial force	C
Hence mindful how her tender spirit blest	D
Thy salutary air and balmy rest	D
Thee as profuse of recollections sweet	E
Fit for a pensive veteran's calm retreat	E
I chose as provident for sure decay	F
A nest for age in life's declining day	F
Reserving Eartham for a darling son	G
Confiding in our threads of life unspun	G
Blind to futurity O blindness given	G
As mercy's boon to man from pitying Heaven	G
Man could not live if his prophetic eyes	H
View'd all afflictions ere they will arise	H
Think gentle friend who saw'st in chearful hour	I
Thy poet planning a sequestered tower	I
And gayly rearing in affection's pride	J
His little villa by the ocean's side	J
Encircled then by friendly artists three	K
Full of sweet fancy and of social glee	K
Think what sensations must have pierc'd his breast	D
Had a prophetic voice this truth exprest	D
O'er thy new fabric ere six year's have fled	D
Lonely thou'lt mourn all these dear inmates dead	D
The unrelenting grave absorb'd them all	L
And in the shade of this domestic wall	L
Which as it rose re echoed to their voice	M
And heard them in gay presages rejoice	M
Of future studies works of special note	D
That each to deck these precincts would devote	D
Here robb'd of them their leader and their friend	D
Of their kind visions feels the mournful end	D
Afflicted and alone Yet not alone	G
Their hovering spirits make this scene their own	G
O sweet prerogative of love sublime	N
Which so can soften destiny and time	N
That grief worn hearts by Fancy's charm revive	O
The lost are present the deceas'd alive	O
Yes ye dear buried inmates of my mind	D
Your converse still within these walls I find	D
In hours of study and in hours of rest	D
You still to me my purest thoughts suggest	D
My heart's propensities you cherish still	P
To Heaven thanksgiving and to earth good will	P
In you I still behold affection's smile	Q
Which can all troubles of the heart beguile	Q
I hear your kind approvance of my zeal	R
When anxious all your merits to reveal	R
Having consign'd your bones to sacred earth	S
My mind aspir'd to memorize your worth	S
Grateful employment of the feeling soul	T
That in despite of sorrow's dark controul	T
Keeps the pure form of deathless virtue bright	D
By just commemoration's soothing light	D
For such employment thou wast aptly made	D
Thou dear sequester'd cell in whose calm shade	D
Thy lonely bard might suit his plaintive strain	G
To solemn music from the murmuring main	G
Belov'd marine retreat I oft recall	T
The night I first repos'd within thy wall	T
A night devoted at a friend's desire	I
To touch the chords of a sepulchral lyre	U
Touch'd not in vain The faithful tribute brought	D
To cureless grief the lenitive she sought	D
And Lushington thro' tearful anguish smil'd	D
On truth's memorial of her darling child	D
Little I thought when eager to bestow	D
The heart's pure offering on parental woe	D
How soon my filial pride and friend most dear	V
Would claim the meed of a melodious tear	W
Dear sacred shades of Cowper and my Son	G
Who in my fond affection liv'd as one	G
Congenial inmates on whose loss I found	D
The sweetest light of life in darkness drown'd	D
Oft have ye witness'd while in this calm cell	T
Ye watch'd the lonely bard ye lov'd so well	T
Oft have ye witness'd how his struggling mind	D
Labour'd affliction's fetters to unbind	D
Ere his o'er burthen'd faculties could cope	X
With that ambitious task of tender hope	X
To render justice to you both and frame	Y
Memorials worthy of each honour'd name	Y
A debt the heart must feel amp truth and nature claim	Y
Your smile dear visionary guests of night	D
O'er my nocturnal hours breath'd new delight	D
Made me exult in labour plann'd for you	Z
Its progress from your inspiration grew	Z
The toil was sweet that your approvance cheer'd	D
For what your love inspir'd that love endear'd	D
Nor unregarded by the fair and great	D
Was your recluse in this sequester'd state	D
When I began by just records to prove	A2
How Cowper merited our country's love	B2
The loveliest regent of poetic taste	D
First of the fair with all attractions grac'd	D
Friend of the muses and herself a muse	C2
Her bright eyes dimm'd with sorrow's sacred dews	C2
The high born beauty in whose lot combin'd	D
All that could charm and grieve a feeling mind	D
Shar'd with me in my cell some pensive hours	D2
Herself most eloquent on Cowper's powers	D2
Urg'd to his willing Eulogist his claim	Y
To public gratitude and purest fame	Y
The memoir as by gradual toil it grows	E2
Endears the tranquil scene in which it rose	E2
And sheds since public favor blest the page	F2
A soothing lustre on my letter'd age	F2
The dues of faithful memory fondly paid	D
To him devotion's bard dear sacred shade	D
Then my paternal hand was prompt to raise	G2
To that blest pupil who had shar'd his praise	G2
A similar record of tender truth	H2
The genuine portraiture of studious youth	H2
Task of such pleasing pain as pierc'd the heart	D
Of Daedalus the sire of antient art	D
When in fond zeal his busy hand begun	G
To mould the story of his hapless son	G
But falter'd while o'erwhelm'd in mournful thought	D
He work'd and wept upon the work he wrought	D
Ah peerless youth whose highly gifted hand	D
Could all varieties of skill command	D
Ere illness undermin'd thy powers to use	I2
The Sculptor's chizzel and the Painter's hues	C2
Had thy ascending talents unenchain'd	D
Of studious life the promis'd zenith gain'd	D
Confederate arts would then have joy'd to see	K
Their English Michael Angelo in thee	K
But never be it by true love forgot	D
Thou hast a higher and a happier lot	D
The prime of blessings in a world like this	J2
Is early transit to the realms of bliss	J2
Thence thy pure spirit oft will charm to rest	D
Those pangs of fond regret that pierce my breast	D
When recollection mournfully surveys	G2
Unfinish'd products of thy studious days	G2
Ah what a host of filial fair designs	K2
Where springing from the heart the fancy shines	K2
Thy enterprising mind had here bestow'd	D
To honour Felpham as thy sire's abode	D
All to thy mental eyes were present here	L2
The scene we join'd to deck all yet endear	L2
Tho' hardly embrios of plastic grace	M2
Many yet want their features and their place	M2
These vacant circlets that still court mine eye	N2
Can I survey without a bursting sigh	N2
When fond remembrance tells me that from these	O2
Thy filial hand tho' robb'd of strength and ease	O2
Yet inly conscious of ingenious power	I
Resolv'd in labour's first reviving hour	I
To fashion portraits claiming just regard	D
The Tuscan sculptor and the Grecian bard	D
Whom 'twas thy hope in marble to create	D
As honour'd guardians of thy poet's gate	D
There is no spot within this Villa's bound	D
E'en to the Turret's topmost airy round	D
Which thy kind fancy that no ills could check	P2
With sweet ideal projects fail'd to deck	P2
Eager to fix around below above	B2
Proofs of thy skill and monuments of love	B2
Thy gay activity how passing sweet	D
Ere this arising structure was complete	D
When 'twas our joy its scaffolds to ascend	D
And mark how bright its varied views extend	D
To search how far the glass assisted eye	N2
May scenes of splendor and of peace descry	I
The first where blazing in the gorgeous west	D
The sun delights on Vecta's hills to rest	D
And gild those fleets that when they cease to roam	Q2
Come fraught with glory to her favorite home	Q2
The second where in softer northern light	D
Eartham lov'd little hill allures the sight	D
And towering woods that crown the loftier Nore	I
Salute our seamen as they near the shore	I
Ye scenes that live in memory's regard	D
Whose quiet beauty charm'd your pensive bard	D
In hopes his eye might long delight to trace	M2
Tho' distant visible your rural grace	M2
In hopes of tender love not idle pride	D
He rear'd his turret by the ocean's side	D
Lofty tho' little that his sight might still	T
Enjoy sweet intercourse with Eartham hill	T
Where while his heart with pure ambition glow'd	D
The filial artist plann'd his own abode	D
And by a telegraph his skill design'd	D
Endearing mark of his inventive mind	D
He meant to hold as mutual wants require	I
Constant communion with his absent sire	I
Fair purpose furnishing much kind employ	T
And oft a subject of ideal joy	T
To hearts forbid by mercy to foresee	K
How soon the heaven taught youth by heaven's decree	K
Must leave the favorite hill that charm'd his eyes	H
In early transit to serener skies	H
Angel yet visible to mental sight	D
Still let me pensive in my Turret's height	D
Whose view of heaven unbroken unconfin'd	D
Fixes the lifted eye and fills the mind	D
Let love ascending from earth's dark abyss	J2
Still commune with thee in thy scene of bliss	J2
Sole meditation on thy heavenly worth	S
Transcending all the social joys of earth	S
To purest fancy giving boundless scope	X
Turns worldly trouble to celestial hope	X
My stedfast friend unchang'd by chance and time	N
Pure in the wane of life as in its prime	N
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Dear Henrietta to whom justice pays	G2
Her cordial tribute in these local lays	G2
'Tis the prime privilege of souls like thine	G
To feast on heavenly thoughts in life's decline	G
Faith to thy veteran bard exults to bring	R2
Her living water from the Christian spring	R2
Hence the sweet vision soft as evening's ray	I
Shedding enchantment o'er the close of day	I
Hence the persuasion which all time endears	G2
That our true friendship firm thro' changeful years	G2
In scenes exempt from clouds of pain and strife	S2
Has sure expectancy of endless life	S2