Elegiac Musings - In The Grounds Of Coleorton Hall, The Seat Of The Late Sir G. H. Beaumont, Bart. Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: AABBCDEEFFGGHHIIJJKL KMMNNOOPPQQRRSSTUVVC CWWXXYZA2A2KKLLB2B2C 2D2E2E2SSF2F2F2| With copious eulogy in prose or rhyme | A |
| Graven on the tomb we struggle against Time | A |
| Alas how feebly but our feelings rise | B |
| And still we struggle when a good man dies | B |
| Such offering Beaumont dreaded and forbade | C |
| A spirit meek in self abasement clad | D |
| Yet 'here' at least though few have numbered days | E |
| That shunned so modestly the light of praise | E |
| His graceful manners and the temperate ray | F |
| Of that arch fancy which would round him play | F |
| Brightening a converse never known to swerve | G |
| From courtesy and delicate reserve | G |
| That sense the bland philosophy of life | H |
| Which checked discussion ere it warmed to strife | H |
| Those rare accomplishments and varied powers | I |
| Might have their record among sylvan bowers | I |
| Oh fled for ever vanished like a blast | J |
| That shook the leaves in myriads as it passed | J |
| Gone from this world of earth air sea and sky | K |
| From all its spirit moving imagery | L |
| Intensely studied with a painter's eye | K |
| A poet's heart and for congenial view | M |
| Portrayed with happiest pencil not untrue | M |
| To common recognitions while the line | N |
| Flowed in a course of sympathy divine | N |
| Oh severed too abruptly from delights | O |
| That all the seasons shared with equal rights | O |
| Rapt in the grace of undismantled age | P |
| From soul felt music and the treasured page | P |
| Lit by that evening lamp which loved to shed | Q |
| Its mellow lustre round thy honoured head | Q |
| While Friends beheld thee give with eye voice mien | R |
| More than theatric force to Shakespeare's scene | R |
| If thou hast heard me if thy Spirit know | S |
| Aught of these bowers and whence their pleasures flow | S |
| If things in our remembrance held so dear | T |
| And thoughts and projects fondly cherished here | U |
| To thy exalted nature only seem | V |
| Time's vanities light fragments of earth's dream | V |
| Rebuke us not The mandate is obeyed | C |
| That said Let praise be mute where I am laid | C |
| The holier deprecation given in trust | W |
| To the cold marble waits upon thy dust | W |
| Yet have we found how slowly genuine grief | X |
| From 'silent' admiration wins relief | X |
| Too long abashed thy Name is like a rose | Y |
| That doth within itself its sweetness close | Z |
| A drooping daisy changed into a cup | A2 |
| In which her bright eyed beauty is shut up | A2 |
| Within these groves where still are flitting by | K |
| Shades of the Past oft noticed with a sigh | K |
| Shall stand a votive Tablet haply free | L |
| When towers and temples fall to speak of Thee | L |
| If sculptured emblems of our mortal doom | B2 |
| Recall not there the wisdom of the Tomb | B2 |
| Green ivy risen from out the cheerful earth | C2 |
| Will fringe the lettered stone and herbs spring forth | D2 |
| Whose fragrance by soft dews and rain unbound | E2 |
| Shall penetrate the heart without a wound | E2 |
| While truth and love their purposes fullfil | S |
| Commemorating genius talent skill | S |
| That could not lie concealed where Thou wert known | F2 |
| Thy virtues 'He' must judge and He alone | F2 |
| The God upon whose mercy they are thrown | F2 |
William Wordsworth
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