Book Second [school-time Continued] Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

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THUS far O Friend have we though leaving muchA
Unvisited endeavoured to retraceB
The simple ways in which my childhood walkedC
Those chiefly that first led me to the loveD
Of rivers woods and fields The passion yetE
Was in its birth sustained as might befallF
By nourishment that came unsought for stillG
From week to week from month to month we livedH
A round of tumult Duly were our gamesI
Prolonged in summer till the daylight failedJ
No chair remained before the doors the benchK
And threshold steps were empty fast asleepL
The labourer and the old man who had sateM
A later lingerer yet the revelryN
Continued and the loud uproar at lastO
When all the ground was dark and twinkling starsP
Edged the black clouds home and to bed we wentQ
Feverish with weary joints and beating mindsR
Ah is there one who ever has been youngS
Nor needs a warning voice to tame the prideT
Of intellect and virtue's self esteemU
One is there though the wisest and the bestV
Of all mankind who covets not at timesW
Union that cannot be who would not giveX
If so he might to duty and to truthY
The eagerness of infantine desireZ
A tranquillising spirit presses nowA2
On my corporeal frame so wide appearsB2
The vacancy between me and those daysC2
Which yet have such self presence in my mindD2
That musing on them often do I seemU
Two consciousnesses conscious of myselfE2
And of some other Being A rude massF2
Of native rock left midway in the squareG2
Of our small market village was the goalH2
Or centre of these sports and when returnedI2
After long absence thither I repairedJ2
Gone was the old grey stone and in its placeB
A smart Assembly room usurped the groundK2
That had been ours There let the fiddle screamU
And be ye happy Yet my Friends I knowL2
That more than one of you will think with meN
Of those soft starry nights and that old DameM2
From whom the stone was named who there had sateM
And watched her table with its huckster's waresN2
Assiduous through the length of sixty yearsB2
-
We ran a boisterous course the year span roundK2
With giddy motion But the time approachedO2
That brought with it a regular desireZ
For calmer pleasures when the winning formsP2
Of Nature were collaterally attachedQ2
To every scheme of holiday delightR2
And every boyish sport less grateful elseS2
And languidly pursuedT2
When summer cameM2
Our pastime was on bright half holidaysC2
To sweep along the plain of WindermereZ
With rival oars and the selected bourneU2
Was now an Island musical with birdsV2
That sang and ceased not now a Sister IsleW2
Beneath the oaks' umbrageous covert sownX2
With lilies of the valley like a fieldY2
And now a third small Island where survivedH
In solitude the ruins of a shrineZ2
Once to Our Lady dedicate and servedA3
Daily with chaunted rites In such a raceB
So ended disappointment could be noneB3
Uneasiness or pain or jealousyN
We rested in the shade all pleased alikeC3
Conquered and conqueror Thus the pride of strengthD3
And the vain glory of superior skillG
Were tempered thus was gradually producedE3
A quiet independence of the heartF3
And to my Friend who knows me I may addG3
Fearless of blame that hence for future daysC2
Ensued a diffidence and modestyN
And I was taught to feel perhaps too muchA
The self sufficing power of SolitudeT2
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Our daily meals were frugal Sabine fareZ
More than we wished we knew the blessing thenH3
Of vigorous hunger hence corporeal strengthD3
Unsapped by delicate viands for excludeT2
A little weekly stipend and we livedH
Through three divisions of the quartered yearZ
In penniless poverty But now to schoolI3
From the half yearly holidays returnedI2
We came with weightier purses that sufficedJ3
To furnish treats more costly than the DameM2
Of the old grey stone from her scant board suppliedT
Hence rustic dinners on the cool green groundK2
Or in the woods or by a river sideT
Or shady fountains while among the leavesK3
Soft airs were stirring and the mid day sunB3
Unfelt shone brightly round us in our joyL3
Nor is my aim neglected if I tellM3
How sometimes in the length of those half yearsB2
We from our funds drew largely proud to curbN3
And eager to spur on the galloping steedO3
And with the courteous inn keeper whose studP3
Supplied our want we haply might employL3
Sly subterfuge if the adventure's boundK2
Were distant some famed temple where of yoreZ
The Druids worshipped or the antique wallsQ3
Of that large abbey where within the ValeR3
Of Nightshade to St Mary's honour builtS3
Stands yet a mouldering pile with fractured archT3
Belfry and images and living treesU3
A holy scene Along the smooth green turfV3
Our horses grazed To more than inland peaceW3
Left by the west wind sweeping overheadX3
From a tumultuous ocean trees and towersY3
In that sequestered valley may be seenZ3
Both silent and both motionless alikeC3
Such the deep shelter that is there and suchA
The safeguard for repose and quietnessA4
-
Our steeds remounted and the summons givenB3
With whip and spur we through the chauntry flewB4
In uncouth race and left the cross legged knightR2
And the stone abbot and that single wrenH3
Which one day sang so sweetly in the naveC4
Of the old church that though from recent showersY3
The earth was comfortless and touched by faintD4
Internal breezes sobbings of the placeB
And respirations from the roofless wallsQ3
The shuddering ivy dripped large drops yet stillG
So sweetly 'mid the gloom the invisible birdE4
Sang to herself that there I could have madeF4
My dwelling place and lived for ever thereZ
To hear such music Through the walls we flewB4
And down the valley and a circuit madeF4
In wantonness of heart through rough and smoothG4
We scampered homewards Oh ye rocks and streamsH4
And that still spirit shed from evening airZ
Even in this joyous time I sometimes feltI4
Your presence when with slackened step we breathedJ4
Along the sides of the steep hills or whenH3
Lighted by gleams of moonlight from the seaN
We beat with thundering hoofs the level sandK4
-
Midway on long Winander's eastern shoreZ
Within the crescent of pleasant bayL4
A tavern stood no homely featured houseM4
Primeval like its neighbouring cottagesN4
But 'twas a splendid place the door besetE
With chaises grooms and liveries and withinO4
Decanters glasses and the blood red wineZ2
In ancient times and ere the Hall was builtS3
On the large island had this dwelling beenO4
More worthy of a poet's love a hutP4
Proud of its own bright fire and sycamore shadeF4
But though the rhymes were gone that once inscribedQ4
The threshold and large golden charactersY3
Spread o'er the spangled sign board had dislodgedR4
The old Lion and usurped his place in slightR2
And mockery of the rustic painter's handK4
Yet to this hour the spot to me is dearZ
With all its foolish pomp The garden layL4
Upon a slope surmounted by a plainS4
Of a small bowling green beneath us stoodT4
A grove with gleams of water through the treesU3
And over the tree tops nor did we wantU4
Refreshment strawberries and mellow creamU
There while through half an afternoon we playedF4
On the smooth platform whether skill prevailedJ
Or happy blunder triumphed bursts of gleeN
Made all the mountains ring But ere night fallF
When in our pinnace we returned at leisureZ
Over the shadowy lake and to the beachV4
Of some small island steered our course with oneB3
The Minstrel of the Troop and left him thereZ
And rowed off gently while he blew his fluteW4
Alone upon the rock oh then the calmX4
And dead still water lay upon my mindD2
Even with a weight of pleasure and the skyY4
Never before so beautiful sank downZ4
Into my heart and held me like a dreamU
Thus were my sympathies enlarged and thusA4
Daily the common range of visible things
Grew dear to me already I began
To love the sun a boy I loved the sunB3
Not as I since have loved him as a pledge
And surety of our earthly life a lightR2
Which we behold and feel we are alive
NoL2

William Wordsworth



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