An Evening Walk, Addressed To A Young Lady Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

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The young Lady to whom this was addressed was my Sister It wasA
composed at school and during my two first College vacationsB
There is not an image in it which I have not observed and now inC
my seventy third year I recollect the time and place where mostD
of them were noticed I will confine myself to one instanceE
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Waving his hat the shepherd from the valeF
Directs his winding dog the cliffs to scaleF
The dog loud barking 'mid the glittering rocksG
Hunts where his master points the intercepted flocksG
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I was an eye witness of this for the first time while crossing theH
Pass of Dunmail Raise Upon second thought I will mention anotherI
imageJ
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And fronting the bright west yon oak entwinesG
Its darkening boughs and leaves in stronger linesG
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This is feebly and imperfectly expressed but I recollectK
distinctly the very spot where this first struck me It was in theH
way between Hawkshead and Ambleside and gave me extreme pleasureI
The moment was important in my poetical history for I date fromL
it my consciousness of the infinite variety of natural appearancesG
which had been unnoticed by the poets of any age or country soG
far as I was acquainted with them and I made a resolution toM
supply in some degree the deficiency I could not have been atN
that time above fourteen years of age The description of theH
swans that follows was taken from the daily opportunities I hadO
of observing their habits not as confined to the gentleman'sG
park but in a state of nature There were two pairs of them thatN
divided the lake of Esthwaite and its in and out flowing streamsG
between them never trespassing a single yard upon each other'sG
separate domain They were of the old magnificent species bearingP
in beauty and majesty about the same relation to the Thames swanQ
which that does to the goose It was from the remembrance of thoseG
noble creatures I took thirty years after the picture of theH
swan which I have discarded from the poem of Dion While I was aH
schoolboy the late Mr Curwen introduced a little fleet of thoseG
birds but of the inferior species to the lake of WindermereI
Their principal home was about his own island but they sailedR
about into remote parts of the lake and either from real orI
imagined injury done to the adjoining fields they were got rid ofS
at the request of the farmers and proprietors but to the greatT
regret of all who had become attached to them from noticing theirI
beauty and quiet habits I will conclude my notice of this poem byU
observing that the plan of it has not been confined to aH
particular walk or an individual place a proof of which I wasG
unconscious at the time of my unwillingness to submit the poeticV
spirit to the chains of fact and real circumstance The country isG
idealised rather than described in any one of its local aspectsG
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General Sketch of the Lakes Author's regret of his youth whichW
was passed amongst them Short description of Noon CascadeX
Noontide Retreat Precipice and sloping Lights Face of Nature asG
the Sun declines Mountain farm and the Cock Slate quarryI
Sunset Superstition of the Country connected with that momentY
Swans Female Beggar Twilight sounds Western Lights SpiritsG
Night Moonlight Hope Night sounds Conclus ionZ
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FAR from my dearest Friend 'tis mine to roveA2
Through bare grey dell high wood and pastoral coveA2
Where Derwent rests and listens to the roarI
That stuns the tremulous cliffs of high LodoreI
Where peace to Grasmere's lonely island leadsG
To willowy hedge rows and to emerald meadsG
Leads to her bridge rude church and cottaged groundsG
Her rocky sheepwalks and her woodland boundsG
Where undisturbed by winds Winander sleepsG
'Mid clustering isles and holly sprinkled steepsG
Where twilight glens endear my Esthwaite's shoreI
And memory of departed pleasures moreI
Fair scenes erewhile I taught a happy childB2
The echoes of your rocks my carols wildB2
The spirit sought not then in cherished sadnessG
A cloudy substitute for failing gladnessG
In youth's keen eye the livelong day was brightC2
The sun at morning and the stars at nightC2
Alike when first the bittern's hollow billD2
Was heard or woodcocks roamed the moonlight hillD2
In thoughtless gaiety I coursed the plainE2
And hope itself was all I knew of painE2
For then the inexperienced heart would beatF2
At times while young Content forsook her seatF2
And wild Impatience pointing upward showedG2
Through passes yet unreached a brighter roadG2
Alas the idle tale of man is foundH2
Depicted in the dial's moral roundH2
Hope with reflection blends her social raysG
To gild the total tablet of his daysG
Yet still the sport of some malignant powerI
He knows but from its shade the present hourI
But why ungrateful dwell on idle painE2
To show what pleasures yet to me remainE2
Say will my Friend with unreluctant earI
The history of a poet's evening hearI
When in the south the wan noon brooding stillD2
Breathed a pale steam around the glaring hillD2
And shades of deep embattled clouds were seenI2
Spotting the northern cliffs with lights betweenI2
When crowding cattle checked by rails that makeJ2
A fence far stretched into the shallow lakeJ2
Lashed the cool water with their restless tailsG
Or from high points of rock looked out for fanning galesG
When school boys stretched their length upon the greenI2
And round the broad spread oak a glimmering sceneI2
In the rough fern clad park the herded deerI
Shook the still twinkling tail and glancing earI
When horses in the sunburnt intake stoodK2
And vainly eyed below the tempting floodL2
Or tracked the passenger in mute distressG
With forward neck the closing gate to pressG
Then while I wandered where the huddling rillD2
Brightens with water breaks the hollow ghyllD2
As by enchantment an obscure retreatF2
Opened at once and stayed my devious feetF2
While thick above the rill the branches closeG
In rocky basin its wild waves reposeG
Inverted shrubs and moss of gloomy greenI2
Cling from the rocks with pale wood weeds betweenI2
And its own twilight softens the whole sceneI2
Save where aloft the subtle sunbeams shineM2
On withered briars that o'er the crags reclineM2
Save where with sparkling foam a small cascadeX
Illumines from within the leafy shadeX
Beyond along the vista of the brookN2
Where antique roots its bustling course o'erlookN2
The eye reposes on a secret bridgeO2
Half grey half shagged with ivy to its ridgeO2
There bending o'er the stream the listless swainE2
Lingers behind his disappearing wainE2
Did Sabine grace adorn my living lineM2
Blandusia's praise wild stream should yield to thineM2
Never shall ruthless minister of deathP2
'Mid thy soft glooms the glittering steel unsheathP2
No goblets shall for thee be crowned with flowersG
No kid with piteous outcry thrill thy bowersG
The mystic shapes that by thy margin roveA2
A more benignant sacrifice approveQ2
A mind that in a calm angelic moodR2
Of happy wisdom meditating goodK2
Beholds of all from her high powers requiredS2
Much done and much designed and more desiredS2
Harmonious thoughts a soul by truth refinedT2
Entire affection for all human kindT2
Dear Brook farewell To morrow's noon againU2
Shall hide me wooing long thy wildwood strainE2
But now the sun has gained his western roadG2
And eve's mild hour invites my steps abroadV2
While near the midway cliff the silvered kiteC2
In many a whistling circle wheels her flightC2
Slant watery lights from parting clouds apaceG
Travel along the precipice's baseG
Cheering its naked waste of scattered stoneW2
By lichens grey and scanty moss o'ergrownW2
Where scarce the foxglove peeps or thistle's beardX2
And restless stone chat all day long is heardS2
How pleasant as the sun declines to viewM
The spacious landscape change in form and hueM
Here vanish as in mist before a floodL2
Of bright obscurity hill lawn and woodK2

William Wordsworth



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