Book Seventh [residence In London] Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

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SIX changeful years have vanished since I firstA
Poured out saluted by that quickening breezeB
Which met me issuing from the City's wallsC
A glad preamble to this Verse I sangD
Aloud with fervour irresistibleE
Of short lived transport like a torrent burstingF
From a black thunder cloud down Scafell's sideG
To rush and disappear But soon broke forthH
So willed the Muse a less impetuous streamI
That flowed awhile with unabating strengthJ
Then stopped for years not audible againK
Before last primrose time Beloved FriendL
The assurance which then cheered some heavy thoughtsM
On thy departure to a foreign landN
Has failed too slowly moves the promised workO
Through the whole summer have I been at restP
Partly from voluntary holidayQ
And part through outward hindrance But I heardR
After the hour of sunset yester evenS
Sitting within doors between light and darkT
A choir of redbreasts gathered somewhere nearU
My threshold minstrels from the distant woodsV
Sent in on Winter's service to announceW
With preparation artful and benignX
That the rough lord had left the surly NorthH
On his accustomed journey The delightY
Due to this timely notice unawaresZ
Smote me and listening I in whispers saidA2
'Ye heartsome Choristers ye and I will beB2
Associates and unscared by blustering windsC2
Will chant together ' Thereafter as the shadesD2
Of twilight deepened going forth I spiedG
A glow worm underneath a dusky plumeE2
Or canopy of yet unwithered fernF2
Clear shining like a hermit's taper seenG2
Through a thick forest Silence touched me hereH2
No less than sound had done before the childI2
Of Summer lingering shining by herselfJ2
The voiceless worm on the unfrequented hillsK2
Seemed sent on the same errand with the choirL2
Of Winter that had warbled at my doorM2
And the whole year breathed tenderness and loveN2
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The last night's genial feeling overflowedO2
Upon this morning and my favourite groveP2
Tossing in sunshine its dark boughs aloftQ2
As if to make the strong wind visibleE
Wakes in me agitations like its ownR2
A spirit friendly to the Poet's taskS2
Which we will now resume with lively hopeT2
Nor checked by aught of tamer argumentU2
That lies before us needful to be toldV2
-
Returned from that excursion soon I badeW2
Farewell for ever to the sheltered seatsX2
Of gowned students quitted hall and bowerL2
And every comfort of that privileged groundY2
Well pleased to pitch a vagrant tent amongZ2
The unfenced regions of societyB2
-
Yet undetermined to what course of lifeA3
I should adhere and seeming to possessB3
A little space of intermediate timeC3
At full command to London first I turnedD3
In no disturbance of excessive hopeT2
By personal ambition unenslavedD3
Frugal as there was need and though self willedD3
From dangerous passions free Three years had flownR2
Since I had felt in heart and soul the shockE3
Of the huge town's first presence and had pacedD3
Her endless streets a transient visitantD3
Now fixed amid that concourse of mankindD3
Where Pleasure whirls about incessantlyB2
And life and labour seem but one I filledD3
An idler's place an idler well contentD3
To have a house what matter for a homeF3
That owned him living cheerfully abroadD3
With unchecked fancy ever on the stirL2
And all my young affections out of doorsG3
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There was a time when whatsoe'er is feignedD3
Of airy palaces and gardens builtD3
By Genii of romance or hath in graveH3
Authentic history been set forth of RomeF3
Alcairo Babylon or PersepolisI3
Or given upon report by pilgrim friarsJ3
Of golden cities ten months' journey deepK3
Among Tartarian wilds fell short far shortD3
Of what my fond simplicity believedD3
And thought of London held me by a chainL3
Less strong of wonder and obscure delightD3
Whether the bolt of childhood's Fancy shotD3
For me beyond its ordinary markT
'Twere vain to ask but in our flock of boysM3
Was One a cripple from his birth whom chanceN3
Summoned from school to London fortunateD3
And envied traveller When the Boy returnedD3
After short absence curiously I scannedD3
His mien and person nor was free in soothH
From disappointment not to find some changeO3
In look and air from that new region broughtD3
As if from Fairy land Much I questioned himP3
And every word he uttered on my earsQ3
Fell flatter than a caged parrot's noteD3
That answers unexpectedly awryR3
And mocks the prompter's listening Marvellous thingsS3
Had vanity quick Spirit that appearsQ3
Almost as deeply seated and as strongT3
In a Child's heart as fear itself conceivedD3
For my enjoyment Would that I could nowU3
Recall what then I pictured to myselfJ2
Of mitred Prelates Lords in ermine cladD3
The King and the King's Palace and not lastD3
Nor least Heaven bless him the renowned Lord MayorL2
Dreams not unlike to those which once begatD3
A change of purpose in young WhittingtonV3
When he a friendless and a drooping boyW3
Sate on a stone and heard the bells speak outD3
Articulate music Above all one thoughtD3
Baffled my understanding how men livedD3
Even next door neighbours as we say yet stillX3
Strangers not knowing each the other's nameY3
-
Oh wondrous power of words by simple faithH
Licensed to take the meaning that we loveN2
Vauxhall and Ranelagh I then had heardD3
Of your green groves and wilderness of lampsZ3
Dimming the stars and fireworks magicalE
And gorgeous ladies under splendid domesA4
Floating in dance or warbling high in airB4
The songs of spirits Nor had Fancy fedD3
With less delight upon that other classC4
Of marvels broad day wonders permanentD3
The River proudly bridged the dizzy topD4
And Whispering Gallery of St Paul's the tombsE4
Of Westminster the Giants of GuildhallF4
Bedlam and those carved maniacs at the gatesG4
Perpetually recumbent Statues manH4
And the horse under him in gilded pompI4
Adorning flowery gardens 'mid vast squaresZ
The Monument and that Chamber of the TowerL2
Where England's sovereigns sit in long arrayQ
Their steeds bestriding every mimic shapeJ4
Cased in the gleaming mail the monarch woreM2
Whether for gorgeous tournament addressedD3
Or life or death upon the battle fieldD3
Those bold imaginations in due timeC3
Had vanished leaving others in their steadD3
And now I looked upon the living sceneG2
Familiarly perused it oftentimesK4
In spite of strongest disappointment pleasedD3
Through courteous self submission as a taxL4
Paid to the object by prescriptive rightD3
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Rise up thou monstrous ant hill on the plainL3
Of a too busy world Before me flowM4
Thou endless stream of men and moving thingsS3
Thy every day appearance as it strikesN4
With wonder heightened or sublimed by aweO4
On strangers of all ages the quick danceN3
Of colours lights and forms the deafening dinS
The comers and the goers face to faceP4
Face after face the string of dazzling waresZ
Shop after shop with symbols blazoned namesQ4
And all the tradesman's honours overheadD3
Here fronts of houses like a title pageR4
With letters huge inscribed from top to toeM4
Stationed above the door like guardian saintsS4
There allegoric shapes female or maleT4
Or physiognomies of real menK
Land warriors kings or admirals of the seaB2
Boyle Shakspeare Newton or the attractive headD3
Of some quack doctor famous in his dayQ
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Meanwhile the roar continues till at lengthH
Escaped as from an enemy we turnF2
Abruptly into some sequestered nookU4
Still as a sheltered place when winds blow loudD3
At leisure thence through tracts of thin resortD3
And sights and sounds that come at intervalsV4
We take our way A raree show is hereH2
With children gathered round another streetD3
Presents a company of dancing dogsW4
Or dromedary with an antic pairB4
Of monkeys on his back a minstrel bandD3
Of Savoyards or single and aloneR2
An English ballad singer Private courtsX4
Gloomy as coffins and unsightly lanesY4
Thrilled by some female vendor's scream belikeU4
The very shrillest of all London criesZ4
May thenK

William Wordsworth



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