Book Sixth [cambridge And The Alps] Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABCDEFFFGHIHJFKLMCH LFFHFFHHHFNHOIPQRFSH TF UVHHFBWKLHHFFXHHFYZF A2B2C2D2 HE2FNQF2HHHFLFG2HH2I 2HHNFLJ2HG2CFHHK CFHFFFHFFFF2HLCHHHFC H K2HFWFFFFNFHYJ2F JHL2FM2BUUN2HHHC JFFHFFFK2HHHFFHFLO2F G2LFFFHFH FFHUFFHP2HJ2HHQ2FR2H FG2WHFS2 FFL2L2| THE leaves were fading when to Esthwaite's banks | A |
| And the simplicities of cottage life | B |
| I bade farewell and one among the youth | C |
| Who summoned by that season reunite | D |
| As scattered birds troop to the fowler's lure | E |
| Went back to Granta's cloisters not so prompt | F |
| Or eager though as gay and undepressed | F |
| In mind as when I thence had taken flight | F |
| A few short months before I turned my face | G |
| Without repining from the coves and heights | H |
| Clothed in the sunshine of the withering fern | I |
| Quitted not loth the mild magnificence | H |
| Of calmer lakes and louder streams and you | J |
| Frank hearted maids of rocky Cumberland | F |
| You and your not unwelcome days of mirth | K |
| Relinquished and your nights of revelry | L |
| And in my own unlovely cell sate down | M |
| In lightsome mood such privilege has youth | C |
| That cannot take long leave of pleasant thoughts | H |
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| The bonds of indolent society | L |
| Relaxing in their hold henceforth I lived | F |
| More to myself Two winters may be passed | F |
| Without a separate notice many books | H |
| Were skimmed devoured or studiously perused | F |
| But with no settled plan I was detached | F |
| Internally from academic cares | H |
| Yet independent study seemed a course | H |
| Of hardy disobedience toward friends | H |
| And kindred proud rebellion and unkind | F |
| This spurious virtue rather let it bear | N |
| A name it now deserves this cowardice | H |
| Gave treacherous sanction to that over love | O |
| Of freedom which encouraged me to turn | I |
| From regulations even of my own | P |
| As from restraints and bonds Yet who can tell | Q |
| Who knows what thus may have been gained both then | R |
| And at a later season or preserved | F |
| What love of nature what original strength | S |
| Of contemplation what intuitive truths | H |
| The deepest and the best what keen research | T |
| Unbiassed unbewildered and unawed | F |
| - | |
| The Poet's soul was with me at that time | U |
| Sweet meditations the still overflow | V |
| Of present happiness while future years | H |
| Lacked not anticipations tender dreams | H |
| No few of which have since been realised | F |
| And some remain hopes for my future life | B |
| Four years and thirty told this very week | W |
| Have I been now a sojourner on earth | K |
| By sorrow not unsmitten yet for me | L |
| Life's morning radiance hath not left the hills | H |
| Her dew is on the flowers Those were the days | H |
| Which also first emboldened me to trust | F |
| With firmness hitherto but slightly touched | F |
| By such a daring thought that I might leave | X |
| Some monument behind me which pure hearts | H |
| Should reverence The instinctive humbleness | H |
| Maintained even by the very name and thought | F |
| Of printed books and authorship began | Y |
| To melt away and further the dread awe | Z |
| Of mighty names was softened down and seemed | F |
| Approachable admitting fellowship | A2 |
| Of modest sympathy Such aspect now | B2 |
| Though not familiarly my mind put on | C2 |
| Content to observe to achieve and to enjoy | D2 |
| - | |
| All winter long whenever free to choose | H |
| Did I by night frequent the College grove | E2 |
| And tributary walks the last and oft | F |
| The only one who had been lingering there | N |
| Through hours of silence till the porter's bell | Q |
| A punctual follower on the stroke of nine | F2 |
| Rang with its blunt unceremonious voice | H |
| Inexorable summons Lofty elms | H |
| Inviting shades of opportune recess | H |
| Bestowed composure on a neighbourhood | F |
| Unpeaceful in itself A single tree | L |
| With sinuous trunk boughs exquisitely wreathed | F |
| Grew there an ash which Winter for himself | G2 |
| Decked out with pride and with outlandish grace | H |
| Up from the ground and almost to the top | H2 |
| The trunk and every master branch were green | I2 |
| With clustering ivy and the lightsome twigs | H |
| And outer spray profusely tipped with seeds | H |
| That hung in yellow tassels while the air | N |
| Stirred them not voiceless Often have I stood | F |
| Foot bound uplooking at this lovely tree | L |
| Beneath a frosty moon The hemisphere | J2 |
| Of magic fiction verse of mine perchance | H |
| May never tread but scarcely Spenser's self | G2 |
| Could have more tranquil visions in his youth | C |
| Or could more bright appearances create | F |
| Of human forms with superhuman powers | H |
| Than I beheld loitering on calm clear nights | H |
| Alone beneath this fairy work of earth | K |
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| On the vague reading of a truant youth | C |
| 'Twere idle to descant My inner judgment | F |
| Not seldom differed from my taste in books | H |
| As if it appertained to another mind | F |
| And yet the books which then I valued most | F |
| Are dearest to me 'now' for having scanned | F |
| Not heedlessly the laws and watched the forms | H |
| Of Nature in that knowledge I possessed | F |
| A standard often usefully applied | F |
| Even when unconsciously to things removed | F |
| From a familiar sympathy In fine | F2 |
| I was a better judge of thoughts than words | H |
| Misled in estimating words not only | L |
| By common inexperience of youth | C |
| But by the trade in classic niceties | H |
| The dangerous craft of culling term and phrase | H |
| From languages that want the living voice | H |
| To carry meaning to the natural heart | F |
| To tell us what is passion what is truth | C |
| What reason what simplicity and sense | H |
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| Yet may we not entirely overlook | K2 |
| The pleasure gathered from the rudiments | H |
| Of geometric science Though advanced | F |
| In these enquiries with regret I speak | W |
| No farther than the threshold there I found | F |
| Both elevation and composed delight | F |
| With Indian awe and wonder ignorance pleased | F |
| With its own struggles did I meditate | F |
| On the relation those abstractions bear | N |
| To Nature's laws and by what process led | F |
| Those immaterial agents bowed their heads | H |
| Duly to serve the mind of earth born man | Y |
| From star to star from kindred sphere to sphere | J2 |
| From system on to system without end | F |
| - | |
| More frequently from the same source I drew | J |
| A pleasure quiet and profound a sense | H |
| Of permanent and universal sway | L2 |
| And paramount belief there recognised | F |
| A type for finite natures of the one | M2 |
| Supreme Existence the surpassing life | B |
| Which to the boundaries of space and time | U |
| Of melancholy space and doleful time | U |
| Superior and incapable of change | N2 |
| Nor touched by welterings of passion is | H |
| And hath the name of God Transcendent peace | H |
| And silence did await upon these thoughts | H |
| That were a frequent comfort to my youth | C |
| - | |
| 'Tis told by one whom stormy waters threw | J |
| With fellow sufferers by the shipwreck spared | F |
| Upon a desert coast that having brought | F |
| To land a single volume saved by chance | H |
| A treatise of Geometry he wont | F |
| Although of food and clothing destitute | F |
| And beyond common wretchedness depressed | F |
| To part from company and take this book | K2 |
| Then first a self taught pupil in its truths | H |
| To spots remote and draw his diagrams | H |
| With a long staff upon the sand and thus | H |
| Did oft beguile his sorrow and almost | F |
| Forget his feeling so if like effect | F |
| From the same cause produced 'mid outward things | H |
| So different may rightly be compared | F |
| So was it then with me and so will be | L |
| With Poets ever Mighty is the charm | O2 |
| Of those abstractions to a mind beset | F |
| With images and haunted by herself | G2 |
| And specially delightful unto me | L |
| Was that clear synthesis built up aloft | F |
| So gracefully even then when it appeared | F |
| Not more than a mere plaything or a toy | F |
| To sense embodied not the thing it is | H |
| In verity an independent world | F |
| Created out of pure intelligence | H |
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| Such dispositions then were mine unearned | F |
| By aught I fear of genuine desert | F |
| Mine through heaven's grace and inborn aptitudes | H |
| And not to leave the story of that time | U |
| Imperfect with these habits must be joined | F |
| Moods melancholy fits of spleen that loved | F |
| A pensive sky sad days and piping winds | H |
| The twilight more than dawn autumn than spring | P2 |
| A treasured and luxurious gloom of choice | H |
| And inclination mainly and the mere | J2 |
| Redundancy of youth's contentedness | H |
| To time thus spent add multitudes of hours | H |
| Pilfered away by what the Bard who sang | Q2 |
| Of the Enchanter Indolence hath called | F |
| 'Good natured lounging ' and behold a map | R2 |
| Of my collegiate life far less intense | H |
| Than duty called for or without regard | F |
| To duty 'might' have sprung up of itself | G2 |
| By change of accidents or even to speak | W |
| Without unkindness in another place | H |
| Yet why take refuge in that plea the fault | F |
| This I repeat was mine mine be the blame | S2 |
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| In summer making quest for works of art | F |
| Or scenes renowned for beauty I explored | F |
| That streamlet whose blue current works its way | L2 |
| Betwe | L2 |
William Wordsworth
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