Lines Written In The Album Of The Countess Of Lonsdale. Nov. 5, 1834 Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABCDEFGHIIJKLMNOPQFI LR STUUVWUXYZWUUA2UWB2I WC2D2UUE2UUF2WG2UWH2 MII UWWWUEI2IJE2 UWIUJ2IWWU K2L2M2UIMN2ILady a Pen perhaps with thy regard | A |
Among the Favoured favoured not the least | B |
Left 'mid the Records of this Book inscribed | C |
Deliberate traces registers of thought | D |
And feeling suited to the place and time | E |
That gave them birth months passed and still this hand | F |
That had not been too timid to imprint | G |
Words which the virtues of thy Lord inspired | H |
Was yet not bold enough to write of Thee | I |
And why that scrupulous reserve In sooth | I |
The blameless cause lay in the Theme itself | J |
Flowers are there many that delight to strive | K |
With the sharp wind and seem to court the shower | L |
Yet are by nature careless of the sun | M |
Whether he shine on them or not and some | N |
Where'er he moves along the unclouded sky | O |
Turn a broad front full on his flattering beams | P |
Others do rather from their notice shrink | Q |
Loving the dewy shade a humble band | F |
Modest and sweet a progeny of earth | I |
Congenial with thy mind and character | L |
High born Augusta | R |
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Witness Towers and Groves | S |
And Thou wild Stream that giv'st the honoured name | T |
Of Lowther to this ancient Line bear witness | U |
From thy most secret haunts and ye Parterres | U |
Which She is pleased and proud to call her own | V |
Witness how oft upon my noble Friend | W |
'Mute' offerings tribute from an inward sense | U |
Of admiration and respectful love | X |
Have waited till the affections could no more | Y |
Endure that silence and broke out in song | Z |
Snatches of music taken up and dropt | W |
Like those self solacing those under notes | U |
Trilled by the redbreast when autumnal leaves | U |
Are thin upon the bough Mine only mine | A2 |
The pleasure was and no one heard the praise | U |
Checked in the moment of its issue checked | W |
And reprehended by a fancied blush | B2 |
From the pure qualities that called it forth | I |
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Thus Virtue lives debarred from Virtue's meed | W |
Thus Lady is retiredness a veil | C2 |
That while it only spreads a softening charm | D2 |
O'er features looked at by discerning eyes | U |
Hides half their beauty from the common gaze | U |
And thus even on the exposed and breezy hill | E2 |
Of lofty station female goodness walks | U |
When side by side with lunar gentleness | U |
As in a cloister Yet the grateful Poor | F2 |
Such the immunities of low estate | W |
Plain Nature's enviable privilege | G2 |
Her sacred recompense for many wants | U |
Open their hearts before Thee pouring out | W |
All that they think and feel with tears of joy | H2 |
And benedictions not unheard in heaven | M |
And friend in the ear of friend where speech is free | I |
To follow truth is eloquent as they | I |
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Then let the Book receive in these prompt lines | U |
A just memorial and thine eyes consent | W |
To read that they who mark thy course behold | W |
A life declining with the golden light | W |
Of summer in the season of sere leaves | U |
See cheerfulness undamped by stealing Time | E |
See studied kindness flow with easy stream | I2 |
Illustrated with inborn courtesy | I |
And an habitual disregard of self | J |
Balanced by vigilance for others' weal | E2 |
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And shall the Verse not tell of lighter gifts | U |
With these ennobling attributes conjoined | W |
And blended in peculiar harmony | I |
By Youth's surviving spirit What agile grace | U |
A nymph like liberty in nymph like form | J2 |
Beheld with wonder whether floor or path | I |
Thou tread or sweep borne on the managed steed | W |
Fleet as the shadows over down or field | W |
Driven by strong winds at play among the clouds | U |
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Yet one word more one farewell word a wish | K2 |
Which came but it has passed into a prayer | L2 |
That as thy sun in brightness is declining | M2 |
So at an hour yet distant for 'their' sakes | U |
Whose tender love here faltering on the way | I |
Of a diviner love will be forgiven | M |
So may it set in peace to rise again | N2 |
For everlasting glory won by faith | I |
William Wordsworth
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