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

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Far from my dearest Friend 'tis mine to rove	A
Through bare grey dell high wood and pastoral cove	A
Where Derwent rests and listens to the roar	B
That stuns the tremulous cliffs of high Lodore	B
Where peace to Grasmere's lonely island leads	C
To willowy hedge rows and to emerald meads	C
Leads to her bridge rude church and cottaged grounds	D
Her rocky sheepwalks and her woodland bounds	D
Where undisturbed by winds Winander sleeps	E
'Mid clustering isles and holly sprinkled steeps	E
Where twilight glens endear my Esthwaite's shore	B
And memory of departed pleasures more	B
Fair scenes erewhile I taught a happy child	F
The echoes of your rocks my carols wild	F
The spirit sought not then in cherished sadness	E
A cloudy substitute for failing gladness	E
In youth's keen eye the livelong day was bright	G
The sun at morning and the stars at night	G
Alike when first the bittern's hollow bill	H
Was heard or woodcocks roamed the moonlight hill	H
In thoughtless gaiety I coursed the plain	I
And hope itself was all I knew of pain	I
For then the inexperienced heart would beat	J
At times while young Content forsook her seat	J
And wild Impatience pointing upward showed	K
Through passes yet unreached a brighter road	K
Alas the idle tale of man is found	L
Depicted in the dial's moral round	L
Hope with reflection blends her social rays	E
To gild the total tablet of his days	E
Yet still the sport of some malignant power	B
He knows but from its shade the present hour	B
But why ungrateful dwell on idle pain	I
To show what pleasures yet to me remain	I
Say will my Friend with unreluctant ear	B
The history of a poet's evening hear	B
When in the south the wan noon brooding still	H
Breathed a pale steam around the glaring hill	H
And shades of deep embattled clouds were seen	M
Spotting the northern cliffs with lights between	M
When crowding cattle checked by rails that make	N
A fence far stretched into the shallow lake	N
Lashed the cool water with their restless tails	E
Or from high points of rock looked out for fanning gales	E
When school boys stretched their length upon the green	M
And round the broad spread oak a glimmering scene	M
In the rough fern clad park the herded deer	B
Shook the still twinkling tail and glancing ear	B
When horses in the sunburnt intake stood	O
And vainly eyed below the tempting flood	P
Or tracked the passenger in mute distress	E
With forward neck the closing gate to press	E
Then while I wandered where the huddling rill	H
Brightens with water breaks the hollow ghyll	H
As by enchantment an obscure retreat	J
Opened at once and stayed my devious feet	J
While thick above the rill the branches close	E
In rocky basin its wild waves repose	E
Inverted shrubs and moss of gloomy green	M
Cling from the rocks with pale wood weeds between	M
And its own twilight softens the whole scene	M
Save where aloft the subtle sunbeams shine	Q
On withered briars that o'er the crags recline	Q
Save where with sparkling foam a small cascade	R
Illumines from within the leafy shade	R
Beyond along the vista of the brook	S
Where antique roots its bustling course o'erlook	S
The eye reposes on a secret bridge	T
Half grey half shagged with ivy to its ridge	T
There bending o'er the stream the listless swain	I
Lingers behind his disappearing wain	I
Did Sabine grace adorn my living line	Q
Blandusia's praise wild stream should yield to thine	Q
Never shall ruthless minister of death	U
'Mid thy soft glooms the glittering steel unsheath	U
No goblets shall for thee be crowned with flowers	E
No kid with piteous outcry thrill thy bowers	E
The mystic shapes that by thy margin rove	A
A more benignant sacrifice approve	V
A mind that in a calm angelic mood	W
Of happy wisdom meditating good	O
Beholds of all from her high powers required	X
Much done and much designed and more desired	X
Harmonious thoughts a soul by truth refined	Y
Entire affection for all human kind	Y
Dear Brook farewell To morrow's noon again	Z
Shall hide me wooing long thy wildwood strain	I
But now the sun has gained his western road	K
And eve's mild hour invites my steps abroad	A2
While near the midway cliff the silvered kite	G
In many a whistling circle wheels her flight	G
Slant watery lights from parting clouds apace	E
Travel along the precipice's base	E
Cheering its naked waste of scattered stone	B2
By lichens grey and scanty moss o'ergrown	B2
Where scarce the foxglove peeps or thistle's beard	C2
And restless stone chat all day long is heard	X
How pleasant as the sun declines to view	D2
The spacious landscape change in form and hue	D2
Here vanish as in mist before a flood	P
Of bright obscurity hill lawn and wood	O
There objects by the searching beams betrayed	R
Come forth and here retire in purple shade	R
Even the white stems of birch the cottage white	G
Soften their glare before the mellow light	G
The skiffs at anchor where with umbrage wide	E2
Yon chestnuts half the latticed boat house hide	E2
Shed from their sides that face the sun's slant beam	F2
Strong flakes of radiance on the tremulous stream	F2
Raised by yon travelling flock a dusty cloud	G2
Mounts from the road and spreads its moving shroud	G2
The shepherd all involved in wreaths of fire	B
Now shows a shadowy speck and now is lost entire	B
Into a gradual calm the breezes sink	S
A blue rim borders all the lake's still brink	S
There doth the twinkling aspen's foliage sleep	H2
And insects clothe like dust the glassy deep	H2
And now on every side the surface breaks	E
Into blue spots and slowly lengthening streaks	E
Here plots of sparkling water tremble bright	G
With thousand thousand twinkling points of light	G
There waves that hardly weltering die away	I2
Tip their smooth ridges with a softer ray	I2
And now the whole wide lake in deep repose	E
Is hushed and like a burnished mirror glows	E
Save where along the shady western marge	J2
Coasts with industrious oar the charcoal barge	J2
Their panniered train a group of potters goad	K
Winding from side to side up the steep road	K
The peasant from yon cliff of fearful edge	K2
Shot down the headlong path darts with his sledge	K2
Bright beams the lonely mountain horse illume	F2
Feeding 'mid purple heath green rings and broom	F2
While the sharp slope the slackened team confounds	E
Downward the ponderous timber wain resounds	E
In foamy breaks the rill with merry song	S
Dashed o'er the rough rock lightly leaps along	S
From lonesome chapel at the mountain's feet	J
Three humble bells their rustic chime repeat	J
Sounds from the water side the hammered boat	L2
And 'blasted' quarry thunders heard remote	L2
Even here amid the sweep of endless woods	E
Blue pomp of lakes high cliffs and falling floods	E
Not undelightful are the simplest charms	E
Found by the grassy door of mountain farms	E
Sweetly ferocious round his native walks	E
Pride of his sister wives the monarch stalks	E
Spur clad his nervous feet and firm his tread	M2
A crest of purple tops the warrior's head	M2
Bright sparks his black and rolling eye ball hurls	E
Afar his tail he closes and unfurls	E
On tiptoe reared he strains his clarion throat	L2
Threatened by faintly answering farms remote	L2
Again with his shrill voice the mountain rings	E
While flapped with conscious pride resound his wings	E
Where mixed with graceful birch the sombrous pine	B2
And yew tree o'er the silver rocks recline	B2
I love to mark the quarry's moving trains	E
Dwarf panniered steeds and men and numerous wains	E
How busy all the enormous hive within	B2
While Echo dallies with its various din	B2
Some hear yon not their chisels' clinking sound	L
Toil small as pigmies in the gulf profound	L
Some dim between the lofty cliffs descried	L
O'erwalk the slender plank from side to side	L
These by the pale blue rocks that ceaseless ring	S
In airy baskets hanging work and sing	S
Just where a cloud above the mountain rears	E
An edge all flame the broadening sun appears	E
A long blue bar its aegis orb divides	E
And breaks the spreading of its golden tides	E
And now that orb has touched the purple steep	H2
Whose softened image penetrates the deep	H2
'Cross the calm lake's blue shades the cliffs aspire	B
With towers and woods a prospect all on fire	B
While coves and secret hollows through a ray	I2
Of fainter gold a purple gleam betray	I2
Each slip of lawn the broken rocks between	B2
Shines in the light with more than earthly green	B2
Deep yellow beams the scattered stems illume	F2
Far in the level forest's central gloom	F2
Waving his hat the shepherd from the vale	H
Directs his winding dog the cliffs to scale	H
The dog loud barking 'mid the glittering rocks	E
Hunts where his master points the intercepted flocks	E
Where oaks o'erhang the road the radiance shoots	E
On tawny earth wild weeds and twisted roots	E
The druid stones a brightened ring unfold	L
And all the babbling brooks are liquid gold	L
Sunk to a curve the day star lessens still	H
Gives one bright glance and drops behind the hill	H
In these secluded vales if village fame	F2
Confirmed by hoary hairs belief may claim	F2
When up the hills as now retired the light	L
Strange apparitions mocked the shepherd's sight	L
The form appears of one that spurs his steed	L
Midway along the hill with desperate speed	L
Unhurt pursues his lengthened flight while all	H
Attend at every stretch his headlong fall	H
Anon appears a brave a gorgeous show	N2
Of horsemen shadows moving to and fro	N2
At intervals imperial banners stream	F2
And now the van reflects the solar beam	F2
The rear through iron brown betrays a sullen gleam	F2
While silent stands the admiring crowd below	N2
Silent the visionary warriors go	N2
Winding in ordered pomp their upward way	I2
Till the last banner of the long array	I2
Has disappeared and every trace is fled	L
Of splendour save the beacon's spiry head	L
Tipt with eve's latest gleam of burning red	L
Now while the solemn evening shadows sail	H
On slowly waving pinions down the vale	H
And fronting the bright west yon oak entwines	E
Its darkening boughs and leaves in stronger lines	E
'Tis pleasant near the tranquil lake to stray	I2
Where winding on along some secret bay	I2
The swan uplifts his chest and backward flings	E
His neck a varying arch between his towering wings	E
The eye that marks the gliding creature sees	E
How graceful pride can be and how majestic ease	E
While tender cares and mild domestic loves	E
With furtive watch pursue her as she moves	E
The female with a meeker charm succeeds	E
And her brown little ones around her leads	E
Nibbling the water lilies as they pass	E
Or playing wanton with the floating grass	E
She in a mother's care her beauty's pride	L
Forgetting calls the wearied to her side	L
Alternately they mount her back and rest	L
Close by her mantling wings' embraces prest	L
Long may they float upon this flood serene	B2
Theirs be these holms untrodden still and green	B2
Where leafy shades fence off the blustering gale	H
And breathes in peace the lily of the vale	H
Yon isle which feels not even the milkmaid's feet	L
Yet hears her song by distance made more sweet	L
Yon isle conceals their home their hut like bower	B
Green water rushes overspread the floor	B
Long grass and willows form the woven wall	H
And swings above the roof the poplar tall	H
Thence issuing often with unwieldy stalk	S
They crush with broad black feet their flowery walk	S
Or from the neighbouring water hear at morn	B2
The hound the horse's tread and mellow horn	B2
Involve their serpent necks in changeful rings	E
Rolled wantonly between their slippery wings	E
Or starting up with noise and rude delight	L
Force half upon the wave their cumbrous flight	L
Fair Swan by all a mother's joys caressed	L
Haply some wretch has eyed and called thee blessed	L
When with her infants from some shady seat	L
By the lake's edge she rose to face the noontide heat	L
Or taught their limbs along the dusty road	L
A few short steps to totter with their load	L
I see her now denied to lay her head	L
On cold blue nights in hut or straw built shed	L
Turn to a silent smile their sleepy cry	B
By pointing to the gliding moon on high	B
When low hung clouds each star of summer hide	L
And fireless are the valleys far and wide	L
Where the brook brawls along the public road	L
Dark with bat haunted ashes stretching broad	L
Oft has she taught them on her lap to lay	I2
The shining glow worm or in heedless play	I2
Toss it from hand to hand disquieted	L
While others not unseen are free to shed	L
Green unmolested light upon their mossy bed	L
Oh when the sleety showers her path assail	H
And like a torrent roars the headstrong gale	H
No more her breath can thaw their fingers cold	L
Their frozen arms her neck no more can fold	L
Weak roof a cowering form two babes to shield	L
And faint the fire a dying heart can yield	L
Press the sad kiss fond mother vainly fears	E
Thy flooded cheek to wet them with its tears	E
No tears can chill them and no bosom warms	E
Thy breast their death bed coffined in thine arms	E
Sweet are the sounds that mingle from afar	B
Heard by calm lakes as peeps the folding star	B
Where the duck dabbles 'mid the rustling sedge	K2
And feeding pike starts from the water's edge	K2
Or the swan stirs the reeds his neck and bill	H
Wetting that drip upon the water still	H
And heron as resounds the trodden shore	B
Shoots upward darting his long neck before	B
Now with religious awe the farewell light	L
Blends with the solemn colouring of night	L
'Mid groves of clouds that crest the mountain's brow	B
And round the west's proud lodge their shadows throw	N2
Like Una shining on her gloomy way	I2
The half seen form of Twilight roams astray	I2
Shedding through paly loop holes mild and small	H
Gleams that upon the lake's still bosom fall	H
Soft o'er the surface creep those lustres pale	H
Tracking the motions of the fitful gale	H
With restless interchange at once the bright	L
Wins on the shade the shade upon the light	L
No favoured eye was e'er allowed to gaze	E
On lovelier spectacle in faery days	E
When gentle Spirits urged a sportive chase	E
Brushing with lucid wands the water's face	E
While music stealing round the glimmering deeps	E
Charmed the tall circle of the enchanted steeps	E
The lights are vanished from the watery plains	E
No wreck of all the pageantry remains	E
Unheeded night has overcome the vales	E
On the dark earth the wearied vision fails	E
The latest lingerer of the forest train	B2
The lone black fir forsakes the faded plain	B2
Last evening sight the cottage smoke no more	B
Lost in the thickened darkness glimmers hoar	B
And towering from the sullen dark brown mere	B
Like a black wall the mountain steeps appear	B
Now o'er the soothed accordant heart we feel	H
A sympathetic twilight slowly steal	H
And ever as we fondly muse we find	L
The soft gloom deepening on the tranquil mind	L
Stay pensive sadly pleasing visions stay	I2
Ah no as fades the vale they fade away	I2
Yet still the tender vacant gloom remains	E
Still the cold cheek its shuddering tear retains	E
The bird who ceased with fading light to thread	L
Silent the hedge or steamy rivulet's bed	L
From his grey re appearing tower shall soon	B2
Salute with gladsome note the rising moon	B2
While with a hoary light she frosts the ground	L
And pours a deeper blue to Aether's bound	L
Pleased as she moves her pomp of clouds to fold	L
In robes of azure fleecy white and gold	L
Above yon eastern hill where darkness broods	E
O'er all its vanished dells and lawns and woods	E
Where but a mass of shade the sight can trace	E
Even now she shews half veiled her lovely face	E
Across the gloomy valley flings her light	L
Far to the western slopes with hamlets white	L
And gives where woods the chequered upland strew	D2
To the green corn of summer autumn's hue	D2
Thus Hope first pouring from her blessed horn	B2
Her dawn far lovelier than the moon's own morn	B2
Till higher mounted strives in vain to cheer	B
The weary hills impervious blackening near	B
Yet does she still undaunted throw the while	H
On darling spots remote her tempting smile	H
Even now she decks for me a distant scene	B2
For dark and broad the gulf of time between	B2
Gilding that cottage with her fondest ray	I2
Sole bourn sole wish sole object of my way	I2
How fair its lawns and sheltering woods appear	B
How sweet its streamlet murmurs in mine ear	B
Where we my Friend to happy days shall rise	E
Till our small share of hardly paining sighs	E
For sighs will ever trouble human breath	U
Creep hushed into the tranquil breast of death	U
But now the clear bright Moon her zenith gains	E
And rimy without speck extend the plains	E
The deepest cleft the mountain's front displays	E
Scarce hides a shadow from her searching rays	E
From the dark blue faint silvery threads divide	L
The hills while gleams below the azure tide	L
Time softly treads throughout the landscape breathes	E
A peace enlivened not disturbed by wreaths	E
Of charcoal smoke that o'er the fallen wood	L
Steal down the hill and spread along the flood	L
The song of mountain streams unheard by day	I2
Now hardly heard beguiles my homeward way	I2
Air listens like the sleeping water still	H
To catch the spiritual music of the hill	H
Broke only by the slow clock tolling deep	H2
Or shout that wakes the ferry man from sleep	H2
The echoed hoof nearing the distant shore	B
The boat's first motion made with dashing oar	B
Sound of closed gate across the water borne	B2
Hurrying the timid hare through rustling corn	B2
The sportive outcry of the mocking owl	H
And at long intervals the mill dog's howl	H
The distant forge's swinging thump profound	L
Or yell in the deep woods of lonely hound	L

William Wordsworth

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