Book Second [school-time Continued] Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABCDEFGHIJKLMNOPQRST UVWXYZA2B2C2D2UE2F2G 2H2I2J2BK2UL2NM2MN2B 2 K2O2ZP2Q2R2S2T2M2C2Z U2V2W2X2Y2HZ2A3BB3NC 3D3GE3F3G3C2NAT2 ZH3D3T2HZI3I2J3M2TK2 TK3B3L3M3B2N3O3P3L3K 2ZQ3R3S3T3U3V3W3X3Y3 Z3C3AA4 B3B4R2H3C4Y3D4BQ3GE4 F4ZB4F4G4H4ZI4J4H3NK 4 ZL4M4N4EO4Z2S3O4P4F4 Q4Y3R4R2K4ZL4S4T4U3U 4UF4JNFZV4B3ZW4X4D2Y 4Z4UA4B3R2L2| THUS far O Friend have we though leaving much | A |
| Unvisited endeavoured to retrace | B |
| The simple ways in which my childhood walked | C |
| Those chiefly that first led me to the love | D |
| Of rivers woods and fields The passion yet | E |
| Was in its birth sustained as might befall | F |
| By nourishment that came unsought for still | G |
| From week to week from month to month we lived | H |
| A round of tumult Duly were our games | I |
| Prolonged in summer till the daylight failed | J |
| No chair remained before the doors the bench | K |
| And threshold steps were empty fast asleep | L |
| The labourer and the old man who had sate | M |
| A later lingerer yet the revelry | N |
| Continued and the loud uproar at last | O |
| When all the ground was dark and twinkling stars | P |
| Edged the black clouds home and to bed we went | Q |
| Feverish with weary joints and beating minds | R |
| Ah is there one who ever has been young | S |
| Nor needs a warning voice to tame the pride | T |
| Of intellect and virtue's self esteem | U |
| One is there though the wisest and the best | V |
| Of all mankind who covets not at times | W |
| Union that cannot be who would not give | X |
| If so he might to duty and to truth | Y |
| The eagerness of infantine desire | Z |
| A tranquillising spirit presses now | A2 |
| On my corporeal frame so wide appears | B2 |
| The vacancy between me and those days | C2 |
| Which yet have such self presence in my mind | D2 |
| That musing on them often do I seem | U |
| Two consciousnesses conscious of myself | E2 |
| And of some other Being A rude mass | F2 |
| Of native rock left midway in the square | G2 |
| Of our small market village was the goal | H2 |
| Or centre of these sports and when returned | I2 |
| After long absence thither I repaired | J2 |
| Gone was the old grey stone and in its place | B |
| A smart Assembly room usurped the ground | K2 |
| That had been ours There let the fiddle scream | U |
| And be ye happy Yet my Friends I know | L2 |
| That more than one of you will think with me | N |
| Of those soft starry nights and that old Dame | M2 |
| From whom the stone was named who there had sate | M |
| And watched her table with its huckster's wares | N2 |
| Assiduous through the length of sixty years | B2 |
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| We ran a boisterous course the year span round | K2 |
| With giddy motion But the time approached | O2 |
| That brought with it a regular desire | Z |
| For calmer pleasures when the winning forms | P2 |
| Of Nature were collaterally attached | Q2 |
| To every scheme of holiday delight | R2 |
| And every boyish sport less grateful else | S2 |
| And languidly pursued | T2 |
| When summer came | M2 |
| Our pastime was on bright half holidays | C2 |
| To sweep along the plain of Windermere | Z |
| With rival oars and the selected bourne | U2 |
| Was now an Island musical with birds | V2 |
| That sang and ceased not now a Sister Isle | W2 |
| Beneath the oaks' umbrageous covert sown | X2 |
| With lilies of the valley like a field | Y2 |
| And now a third small Island where survived | H |
| In solitude the ruins of a shrine | Z2 |
| Once to Our Lady dedicate and served | A3 |
| Daily with chaunted rites In such a race | B |
| So ended disappointment could be none | B3 |
| Uneasiness or pain or jealousy | N |
| We rested in the shade all pleased alike | C3 |
| Conquered and conqueror Thus the pride of strength | D3 |
| And the vain glory of superior skill | G |
| Were tempered thus was gradually produced | E3 |
| A quiet independence of the heart | F3 |
| And to my Friend who knows me I may add | G3 |
| Fearless of blame that hence for future days | C2 |
| Ensued a diffidence and modesty | N |
| And I was taught to feel perhaps too much | A |
| The self sufficing power of Solitude | T2 |
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| Our daily meals were frugal Sabine fare | Z |
| More than we wished we knew the blessing then | H3 |
| Of vigorous hunger hence corporeal strength | D3 |
| Unsapped by delicate viands for exclude | T2 |
| A little weekly stipend and we lived | H |
| Through three divisions of the quartered year | Z |
| In penniless poverty But now to school | I3 |
| From the half yearly holidays returned | I2 |
| We came with weightier purses that sufficed | J3 |
| To furnish treats more costly than the Dame | M2 |
| Of the old grey stone from her scant board supplied | T |
| Hence rustic dinners on the cool green ground | K2 |
| Or in the woods or by a river side | T |
| Or shady fountains while among the leaves | K3 |
| Soft airs were stirring and the mid day sun | B3 |
| Unfelt shone brightly round us in our joy | L3 |
| Nor is my aim neglected if I tell | M3 |
| How sometimes in the length of those half years | B2 |
| We from our funds drew largely proud to curb | N3 |
| And eager to spur on the galloping steed | O3 |
| And with the courteous inn keeper whose stud | P3 |
| Supplied our want we haply might employ | L3 |
| Sly subterfuge if the adventure's bound | K2 |
| Were distant some famed temple where of yore | Z |
| The Druids worshipped or the antique walls | Q3 |
| Of that large abbey where within the Vale | R3 |
| Of Nightshade to St Mary's honour built | S3 |
| Stands yet a mouldering pile with fractured arch | T3 |
| Belfry and images and living trees | U3 |
| A holy scene Along the smooth green turf | V3 |
| Our horses grazed To more than inland peace | W3 |
| Left by the west wind sweeping overhead | X3 |
| From a tumultuous ocean trees and towers | Y3 |
| In that sequestered valley may be seen | Z3 |
| Both silent and both motionless alike | C3 |
| Such the deep shelter that is there and such | A |
| The safeguard for repose and quietness | A4 |
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| Our steeds remounted and the summons given | B3 |
| With whip and spur we through the chauntry flew | B4 |
| In uncouth race and left the cross legged knight | R2 |
| And the stone abbot and that single wren | H3 |
| Which one day sang so sweetly in the nave | C4 |
| Of the old church that though from recent showers | Y3 |
| The earth was comfortless and touched by faint | D4 |
| Internal breezes sobbings of the place | B |
| And respirations from the roofless walls | Q3 |
| The shuddering ivy dripped large drops yet still | G |
| So sweetly 'mid the gloom the invisible bird | E4 |
| Sang to herself that there I could have made | F4 |
| My dwelling place and lived for ever there | Z |
| To hear such music Through the walls we flew | B4 |
| And down the valley and a circuit made | F4 |
| In wantonness of heart through rough and smooth | G4 |
| We scampered homewards Oh ye rocks and streams | H4 |
| And that still spirit shed from evening air | Z |
| Even in this joyous time I sometimes felt | I4 |
| Your presence when with slackened step we breathed | J4 |
| Along the sides of the steep hills or when | H3 |
| Lighted by gleams of moonlight from the sea | N |
| We beat with thundering hoofs the level sand | K4 |
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| Midway on long Winander's eastern shore | Z |
| Within the crescent of pleasant bay | L4 |
| A tavern stood no homely featured house | M4 |
| Primeval like its neighbouring cottages | N4 |
| But 'twas a splendid place the door beset | E |
| With chaises grooms and liveries and within | O4 |
| Decanters glasses and the blood red wine | Z2 |
| In ancient times and ere the Hall was built | S3 |
| On the large island had this dwelling been | O4 |
| More worthy of a poet's love a hut | P4 |
| Proud of its own bright fire and sycamore shade | F4 |
| But though the rhymes were gone that once inscribed | Q4 |
| The threshold and large golden characters | Y3 |
| Spread o'er the spangled sign board had dislodged | R4 |
| The old Lion and usurped his place in slight | R2 |
| And mockery of the rustic painter's hand | K4 |
| Yet to this hour the spot to me is dear | Z |
| With all its foolish pomp The garden lay | L4 |
| Upon a slope surmounted by a plain | S4 |
| Of a small bowling green beneath us stood | T4 |
| A grove with gleams of water through the trees | U3 |
| And over the tree tops nor did we want | U4 |
| Refreshment strawberries and mellow cream | U |
| There while through half an afternoon we played | F4 |
| On the smooth platform whether skill prevailed | J |
| Or happy blunder triumphed bursts of glee | N |
| Made all the mountains ring But ere night fall | F |
| When in our pinnace we returned at leisure | Z |
| Over the shadowy lake and to the beach | V4 |
| Of some small island steered our course with one | B3 |
| The Minstrel of the Troop and left him there | Z |
| And rowed off gently while he blew his flute | W4 |
| Alone upon the rock oh then the calm | X4 |
| And dead still water lay upon my mind | D2 |
| Even with a weight of pleasure and the sky | Y4 |
| Never before so beautiful sank down | Z4 |
| Into my heart and held me like a dream | U |
| Thus were my sympathies enlarged and thus | A4 |
| Daily the common range of visible things | |
| Grew dear to me already I began | |
| To love the sun a boy I loved the sun | B3 |
| Not as I since have loved him as a pledge | |
| And surety of our earthly life a light | R2 |
| Which we behold and feel we are alive | |
| No | L2 |
William Wordsworth
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