Book First [introduction-childhood And School Time] Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABCDEFGHIJKLMNHOPQGR STHUVWXYZA2 JB2C2D2E2EHF2G2H2I2J 2K2DL2 M2N2O2P2Q2R2S2T2U2V2 W2F2E X2Y2Z2A3B3C3TC2TD3KE 3F3XG3H3I3J3K3L3C2M3 Y2N3O3P3W2C2QPPX2Q3K 3JR3PS3PT3U3 PPV3W3X3Y3Z3VCPPA4J3 B4R2O3PZ2VB4B4Z2PPC4 PPPLB4P O3B4PB4B4D4E4PF4PY2B 4PN2 G4SPLR3PB4PB4B4H4B4B 4I4B4B4I2PQB4ZB4PJ4B 4K4PPB4EB4PG4VB4PPZ2 H4H4| OH there is blessing in this gentle breeze | A |
| A visitant that while it fans my cheek | B |
| Doth seem half conscious of the joy it brings | C |
| From the green fields and from yon azure sky | D |
| Whate'er its mission the soft breeze can come | E |
| To none more grateful than to me escaped | F |
| From the vast city where I long had pined | G |
| A discontented sojourner now free | H |
| Free as a bird to settle where I will | I |
| What dwelling shall receive me in what vale | J |
| Shall be my harbour underneath what grove | K |
| Shall I take up my home and what clear stream | L |
| Shall with its murmur lull me into rest | M |
| The earth is all before me With a heart | N |
| Joyous nor scared at its own liberty | H |
| I look about and should the chosen guide | O |
| Be nothing better than a wandering cloud | P |
| I cannot miss my way I breathe again | Q |
| Trances of thought and mountings of the mind | G |
| Come fast upon me it is shaken off | R |
| That burthen of my own unnatural self | S |
| The heavy weight of many a weary day | T |
| Not mine and such as were not made for me | H |
| Long months of peace if such bold word accord | U |
| With any promises of human life | V |
| Long months of ease and undisturbed delight | W |
| Are mine in prospect whither shall I turn | X |
| By road or pathway or through trackless field | Y |
| Up hill or down or shall some floating thing | Z |
| Upon the river point me out my course | A2 |
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| Dear Liberty Yet what would it avail | J |
| But for a gift that consecrates the joy | B2 |
| For I methought while the sweet breath of heaven | C2 |
| Was blowing on my body felt within | D2 |
| A correspondent breeze that gently moved | E2 |
| With quickening virtue but is now become | E |
| A tempest a redundant energy | H |
| Vexing its own creation Thanks to both | F2 |
| And their congenial powers that while they join | G2 |
| In breaking up a long continued frost | H2 |
| Bring with them vernal promises the hope | I2 |
| Of active days urged on by flying hours | J2 |
| Days of sweet leisure taxed with patient thought | K2 |
| Abstruse nor wanting punctual service high | D |
| Matins and vespers of harmonious verse | L2 |
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| Thus far O Friend did I not used to make | M2 |
| A present joy the matter of a song | N2 |
| Pour forth that day my soul in measured strains | O2 |
| That would not be forgotten and are here | P2 |
| Recorded to the open fields I told | Q2 |
| A prophecy poetic numbers came | R2 |
| Spontaneously to clothe in priestly robe | S2 |
| A renovated spirit singled out | T2 |
| Such hope was mine for holy services | U2 |
| My own voice cheered me and far more the mind's | V2 |
| Internal echo of the imperfect sound | W2 |
| To both I listened drawing from them both | F2 |
| A cheerful confidence in things to come | E |
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| Content and not unwilling now to give | X2 |
| A respite to this passion I paced on | Y2 |
| With brisk and eager steps and came at length | Z2 |
| To a green shady place where down I sate | A3 |
| Beneath a tree slackening my thoughts by choice | B3 |
| And settling into gentler happiness | C3 |
| 'Twas autumn and a clear and placid day | T |
| With warmth as much as needed from a sun | C2 |
| Two hours declined towards the west a day | T |
| With silver clouds and sunshine on the grass | D3 |
| And in the sheltered and the sheltering grove | K |
| A perfect stillness Many were the thoughts | E3 |
| Encouraged and dismissed till choice was made | F3 |
| Of a known Vale whither my feet should turn | X |
| Nor rest till they had reached the very door | G3 |
| Of the one cottage which methought I saw | H3 |
| No picture of mere memory ever looked | I3 |
| So fair and while upon the fancied scene | J3 |
| I gazed with growing love a higher power | K3 |
| Than Fancy gave assurance of some work | L3 |
| Of glory there forthwith to be begun | C2 |
| Perhaps too there performed Thus long I mused | M3 |
| Nor e'er lost sight of what I mused upon | Y2 |
| Save when amid the stately grove of oaks | N3 |
| Now here now there an acorn from its cup | O3 |
| Dislodged through sere leaves rustled or at once | P3 |
| To the bare earth dropped with a startling sound | W2 |
| From that soft couch I rose not till the sun | C2 |
| Had almost touched the horizon casting then | Q |
| A backward glance upon the curling cloud | P |
| Of city smoke by distance ruralised | P |
| Keen as a Truant or a Fugitive | X2 |
| But as a Pilgrim resolute I took | Q3 |
| Even with the chance equipment of that hour | K3 |
| The road that pointed toward the chosen Vale | J |
| It was a splendid evening and my soul | R3 |
| Once more made trial of her strength nor lacked | P |
| Aeolian visitations but the harp | S3 |
| Was soon defrauded and the banded host | P |
| Of harmony dispersed in straggling sounds | T3 |
| And lastly utter silence 'Be it so | U3 |
| Why think of anything but present good ' | - |
| So like a home bound labourer I pursued | P |
| My way beneath the mellowing sun that shed | P |
| Mild influence nor left in me one wish | V3 |
| Again to bend the Sabbath of that time | W3 |
| To a servile yoke What need of many words | X3 |
| A pleasant loitering journey through three days | Y3 |
| Continued brought me to my hermitage | Z3 |
| I spare to tell of what ensued the life | V |
| In common things the endless store of things | C |
| Rare or at least so seeming every day | P |
| Found all about me in one neighbourhood | P |
| The self congratulation and from morn | A4 |
| To night unbroken cheerfulness serene | J3 |
| But speedily an earnest longing rose | B4 |
| To brace myself to some determined aim | R2 |
| Reading or thinking either to lay up | O3 |
| New stores or rescue from decay the old | P |
| By timely interference and therewith | Z2 |
| Came hopes still higher that with outward life | V |
| I might endue some airy phantasies | B4 |
| That had been floating loose about for years | B4 |
| And to such beings temperately deal forth | Z2 |
| The many feelings that oppressed my heart | P |
| That hope hath been discouraged welcome light | P |
| Dawns from the east but dawns to disappear | C4 |
| And mock me with a sky that ripens not | P |
| Into a steady morning if my mind | P |
| Remembering the bold promise of the past | P |
| Would gladly grapple with some noble theme | L |
| Vain is her wish where'er she turns she finds | B4 |
| Impediments from day to day renewed | P |
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| And now it would content me to yield up | O3 |
| Those lofty hopes awhile for present gifts | B4 |
| Of humbler industry But oh dear Friend | P |
| The Poet gentle creature as he is | B4 |
| Hath like the Lover his unruly times | B4 |
| His fits when he is neither sick nor well | D4 |
| Though no distress be near him but his own | E4 |
| Unmanageable thoughts his mind best pleased | P |
| While she as duteous as the mother dove | F4 |
| Sits brooding lives not always to that end | P |
| But like the innocent bird hath goadings on | Y2 |
| That drive her as in trouble through the groves | B4 |
| With me is now such passion to be blamed | P |
| No otherwise than as it lasts too long | N2 |
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| When as becomes a man who would prepare | G4 |
| For such an arduous work I through myself | S |
| Make rigorous inquisition the report | P |
| Is often cheering for I neither seem | L |
| To lack that first great gift the vital soul | R3 |
| Nor general Truths which are themselves a sort | P |
| Of Elements and Agents Under powers | B4 |
| Subordinate helpers of the living mind | P |
| Nor am I naked of external things | B4 |
| Forms images nor numerous other aids | B4 |
| Of less regard though won perhaps with toil | H4 |
| And needful to build up a Poet's praise | B4 |
| Time place and manners do I seek and these | B4 |
| Are found in plenteous store but nowhere such | I4 |
| As may be singled out with steady choice | B4 |
| No little band of yet remembered names | B4 |
| Whom I in perfect confidence might hope | I2 |
| To summon back from lonesome banishment | P |
| And make them dwellers in the hearts of men | Q |
| Now living or to live in future years | B4 |
| Sometimes the ambitious Power of choice mistaking | Z |
| Proud spring tide swellings for a regular sea | B4 |
| Will settle on some British theme some old | P |
| Romantic tale by Milton left unsung | J4 |
| More often turning to some gentle place | B4 |
| Within the groves of Chivalry I pipe | K4 |
| To shepherd swains or seated harp in hand | P |
| Amid reposing knights by a river side | P |
| Or fountain listen to the grave reports | B4 |
| Of dire enchantments faced and overcome | E |
| By the strong mind and tales of warlike feats | B4 |
| Where spear encountered spear and sword with sword | P |
| Fought as if conscious of the blazonry | G4 |
| That the shield bore so glorious was the strife | V |
| Whence inspiration for a song that winds | B4 |
| Through ever changing scenes of votive quest | P |
| Wrongs to redress harmonious tribute paid | P |
| To patient courage and unblemished truth | Z2 |
| To firm devotion zeal unquenchable | H4 |
| And Christian meekness hallowing faithful lo | H4 |
William Wordsworth
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