Liberty - Sequel To - The Gold And Silver Fishes Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: AABBCCDDEEFFGGHHIIJK LMNNOPHHHQQQRRSSHHQQ TTJJJDDHHHHUUVVWWHHX XYYHHGCCZA2B2B2LC2D2 D2E2E2F2F2HHG2G2HHKK HHH2H2I2I2IJ2J2K2L2M 2M2DDBBHHHHHN2N2HHO2 O2P2P2QHHQ2Q2HHD2D2G J2HHHXXHHR2R2YY

Those breathing Tokens of your kind regardA
Suspect not Anna that their fate is hardA
Not soon does aught to which mild fancies clingB
In lonely spots become a slighted thingB
Those silent Inmates now no longer shareC
Nor do they need our hospitable careC
Removed in kindness from their glassy CellD
To the fresh waters of a living WellD
An elfin pool so sheltered that its restE
No winds disturb the mirror of whose breastE
Is smooth as clear save where with dimples smallF
A fly may settle or a blossom fallF
'There' swims of blazing sun and beating showerG
Fearless but how obscured the golden PowerG
That from his bauble prison used to castH
Gleams by the richest jewel unsurpastH
And near him darkling like a sullen GnomeI
The silver Tenant of the crystal domeI
Dissevered both from all the mysteriesJ
Of hue and altering shape that charmed all eyesK
Alas they pined they languished while they shoneL
And if not so what matters beauty goneM
And admiration lost by change of placeN
That brings to the inward creature no disgraceN
But if the change restore his birthright thenO
Whate'er the difference boundless is the gainP
Who can divine what impulses from GodH
Reach the caged lark within a town abodeH
From his poor inch or two of daisied sodH
O yield him back his privilege No seaQ
Swells like the bosom of a man set freeQ
A wilderness is rich with libertyQ
Roll on ye spouting whales who die or keepR
Your independence in the fathomless DeepR
Spread tiny nautilus the living sailS
Dive at thy choice or brave the freshening galeS
If unreproved the ambitious eagle mountH
Sunward to seek the daylight in its fountH
Bays gulfs and ocean's Indian width shall beQ
Till the world perishes a field for theeQ
While musing here I sit in shadow coolT
And watch these mute Companions in the poolT
Among reflected boughs of leafy treesJ
By glimpses caught disporting at their easeJ
Enlivened braced by hardy luxuriesJ
I ask what warrant fixed them like a spellD
Of witchcraft fixed them in the crystal cellD
To wheel with languid motion round and roundH
Beautiful yet in mournful durance boundH
Their peace perhaps our lightest footfall marredH
On their quick sense our sweetest music jarredH
And whither could they dart if seized with fearU
No sheltering stone no tangled root was nearU
When fire or taper ceased to cheer the roomV
They wore away the night in starless gloomV
And when the sun first dawned upon the streamsW
How faint their portion of his vital beamsW
Thus and unable to complain they faredH
While not one joy of ours by them was sharedH
Is there a cherished bird I venture nowX
To snatch a sprig from Chaucer's reverend browX
Is there a brilliant fondling of the cageY
Though sure of plaudits on his costly stageY
Though fed with dainties from the snow white handH
Of a kind mistress fairest of the landH
But gladly would escape and if need wereG
Scatter the colours from the plumes that bearC
The emancipated captive through blithe airC
Into strange woods where he at large may liveZ
On best or worst which they and Nature giveA2
The beetle loves his unpretending trackB2
The snail the house he carries on his backB2
The far fetched worm with pleasure would disownL
The bed we give him though of softest downC2
A noble instinct in all kinds the sameD2
All ranks What Sovereign worthy of the nameD2
If doomed to breathe against his lawful willE2
An element that flatters him to killE2
But would rejoice to barter outward showF2
For the least boon that freedom can bestowF2
But most the Bard is true to inborn rightH
Lark of the dawn and Philomel of nightH
Exults in freedom can with rapture vouchG2
For the dear blessings of a lowly couchG2
A natural meal days months from Nature's handH
Time place and business all at his commandH
Who bends to happier duties who more wiseK
Than the industrious Poet taught to prizeK
Above all grandeur a pure life uncrossedH
By cares in which simplicity is lostH
That life the flowery path that winds by stealthH2
Which Horace needed for his spirit's healthH2
Sighed for in heart and genius overcomeI2
By noise and strife and questions wearisomeI2
And the vain splendours of Imperial RomeI
Let easy mirth his social hours inspireJ2
And fiction animate his sportive lyreJ2
Attuned to verse that crowning light DistressK2
With garlands cheats her into happinessL2
Give 'me' the humblest note of those sad strainsM2
Drawn forth by pressure of his gilded chainsM2
As a chance sunbeam from his memory fellD
Upon the Sabine farm he loved so wellD
Or when the prattle of Blandusia's springB
Haunted his ear he only listeningB
He proud to please above all rivals fitH
To win the palm of gaiety and witH
He doubt not with involuntary dreadH
Shrinking from each new favour to be shedH
By the world's Ruler on his honoured headH
In a deep vision's intellectual sceneN2
Such earnest longings and regrets as keenN2
Depressed the melancholy Cowley laidH
Under a fancied yew tree's luckless shadeH
A doleful bower for penitential songO2
Where Man and Muse complained of mutual wrongO2
While Cam's ideal current glided byP2
And antique towers nodded their foreheads highP2
Citadels dear to studious privacyQ
But Fortune who had long been used to sportH
With this tried Servant of a thankless CourtH
Relenting met his wishes and to youQ2
The remnant of his days at least was trueQ2
You whom though long deserted he loved bestH
You Muses books fields liberty and restH
Far happier they who fixing hope and aimD2
On the humanities of peaceful fameD2
Enter betimes with more than martial fireG
The generous course aspire and still aspireJ2
Upheld by warnings heeded not too lateH
Stifle the contradictions of their fateH
And to one purpose cleave their Being's godlike mateH
Thus gifted Friend but with the placid browX
That woman ne'er should forfeit keep 'thy' vowX
With modest scorn reject whate'er would blindH
The ethereal eyesight cramp the winged mindH
Then with a blessing granted from aboveR2
To every act word thought and look of loveR2
Life's book for Thee may lie unclosed till ageY
Shall with a thankful tear bedrop its latest pageY

William Wordsworth



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