Memorials Of A Tour In Italy, 1837 - I. - Musings Near Aquapendente - April 1837 Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

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Ye Apennines with all your fertile valesA
Deeply embosomed and your winding shoresB
Of either sea an Islander by birthC
A Mountaineer by habit would resoundD
Your praise in meet accordance with your claimsE
Bestowed by Nature or from man's great deedsF
Inherited presumptuous thought it fledG
Like vapour like a towering cloud dissolvedH
Not therefore shall my mind give way to sadnessI
Yon snow white torrent fall plumb down it dropsJ
Yet ever hangs or seems to hang in airK
Lulling the leisure of that high perched townL
Aquadendente in her lofty siteM
Its neighbour and its namesake town and floodN
Forth flashing out of its own gloomy chasmO
Bright sunbeams the fresh verdure of this lawnP
Strewn with grey rocks and on the horizon's vergeQ
O'er intervenient waste through glimmering hazeR
Unquestionably kenned that cone shaped hillS
With fractured summit no indifferent sightM
To travelers from such comforts as are thineT
Bleak Radicofani escaped with joyU
These are before me and the varied sceneV
May well suffice till noon tide's sultry heatW
Relax to fix and satisfy the mindX
Passive yet pleased What with this Broom in flowerY
Close at my side She bids me fly to greetW
Her sisters soon like her to be attiredZ
With golden blossoms opening at the feetW
Of my own Fairfield The glad greeting givenA2
Given with a voice and by a look returnedB2
Of old companionship Time counts not minutesC2
Ere from accustomed paths familiar fieldsD2
The local Genius hurries me aloftE2
Transported over that cloud wooing hillS
Seat Sandal a fond suitor of the cloudsF2
With dream like smoothness to Helvellyn's topG2
There to alight upon crisp moss and rangeH2
Obtaining ampler boon at every stepI2
Of visual sovereignty hills multitudinousF2
Not Apennine can boast of fairer hillsF2
Pride of two nations wood and lake and plainsF2
And prospect right below of deep coves shapedJ2
By skeleton arms that from the mountain's trunkK2
Extended clasp the winds with mutual moanL2
Struggling for liberty while undismayedJ2
The shepherd struggles with them Onward thenceF2
And downward by the skirt of Greenside fellM2
And by Glenridding screes and low GlencoignL2
Places forsaken now though loving stillS
The muses as they loved them in the daysF2
Of the old minstrels and the border bardsF2
But here am I fast bound and let it passF2
The simple rapture who that travels farN2
To feed his mind with watchful eyes could shareK
Or wish to share it One there surely wasF2
The Wizard of the North with anxious hopeO2
Brought to this genial climate when diseaseF2
Preyed upon body and mind yet not the lessF2
Had his sunk eye kindled at those dear wordsF2
That spake of bards and minstrels and his spiritJ2
Had flown with mine to old Helvellyn's browP2
Where once together in his day of strengthQ2
We stood rejoicing as if earth were freeR2
From sorrow like the sky above our headsF2
Years followed years and when upon the eveS2
Of his last going from Tweed side thought turnedJ2
Or by another's sympathy was ledJ2
To this bright land Hope was for him no friendJ2
Knowledge no help Imagination shapedJ2
No promise Still in more than ear deep seatsF2
Survives for me and cannot but surviveT2
The tone of voice which wedded borrowed wordsF2
To sadness not their own when with faint smileU2
Forced by intent to take from speech its edgeV2
He said When I am there although 'tis fairK
'Twill be another Yarrow ProphecyR2
More than fulfilled as gay Campania's shoresF2
Soon witnessed and the city of seven hillsF2
Her sparkling fountains and her mouldering tombsF2
And more than all that Eminence which showedJ2
Her splendours seen not felt the while he stoodJ2
A few short steps painful they were apartJ2
From Tasso's Convent haven and retired graveW2
Peace to their Spirits why should PoesyF2
Yield to the lure of vain regret and hoverY
In gloom on wings with confidence outspreadJ2
To move in sunshine Utter thanks my SoulX2
Tempered with awe and sweetened by compassionL2
For them who in the shades of sorrow dwellM2
That I so near the term to human lifeY2
Appointed by man's common heritageZ2
Frail as the frailest one withal if thatJ2
Deserve a thought but little known to fameA3
Am free to rove where Nature's loveliest looksF2
Art's noblest relics history's rich bequestsF2
Failed to reanimate and but feebly cheeredJ2
The whole world's Darling free to rove at willS
O'er high and low and if requiring restJ2
Rest from enjoyment onlyR2
Thanks poured forthB3
For what thus far hath blessed my wanderings thanksF2
Fervent but humble as the lips can breatheC3
Where gladness seems a duty let me guardJ2
Those seeds of expectation which the fruitJ2
Already gathered in this favoured LandJ2
Enfolds within its core The faith be mineL2
That He who guides and governs all approvesF2
When gratitude though disciplined to lookD3
Beyond these transient spheres doth wear a crownL2
Of earthly hope put on with trembling handJ2
Nor is least pleased we trust when golden beamsF2
Reflected through the mists of age from hoursF2
Of innocent delight remote or recentJ2
Shoot but a little way 'tis all they canL2
Into the doubtful future Who would keepE3
Power must resolve to cleave to it through lifeY2
Else it deserts him surely as he livesF2
Saints would not grieve nor guardian angels frownL2
If one while tossed as was my lot to beR2
In a frail bark urged by two slender oarsF2
Over waves rough and deep that when they brokeF3
Dashed their white foam against the palace wallsF2
Of Genoa the superb should there be ledJ2
To meditate upon his own appointed tasksF2
However humble in themselves with thoughtsF2
Raised and sustained by memory of HimG3
Who oftentimes within those narrow boundsF2
Rocked on the surge there tried his spirit's strengthQ2
And grasp of purpose long ere sailed his shipH3
To lay a new world openL2
Nor less prizedJ2
Be those impressions which incline the heartJ2
To mild to lowly and to seeming weakI3
Bend that way her desires The dew the stormJ3
The dew whose moisture fell in gentle dropsF2
On the small hyssop destined to becomeO
By Hebrew ordinance devoutly keptJ2
A purifying instrument the stormJ3
That shook on Lebanon the cedar's topG2
And as it shook enabling the blind rootsF2
Further to force their way endowed its trunkK2
With magnitude and strength fit to upholdJ2
The glorious temple did alike proceedJ2
From the same gracious will were both an offspringK3
Of bounty infiniteJ2
Between Powers that aimA3
Higher to lift their lofty heads impelledJ2
By no profane ambition Powers that thriveT2
By conflict and their opposites that trustJ2
In lowliness a midway tract there liesF2
Of thoughtful sentiment for every mindJ2
Pregnant with good Young Middle aged and OldJ2
From century on to century must have knownL2
The emotion nay more fitly were it saidJ2
The blest tranquility that sunk so deepE3
Into my spirit when I paced enclosedJ2
In Pisa's Campo Santo the smooth floorL3
Of its Arcades paved with sepulchral slabsF2
And through each window's open fretwork lookedJ2
O'er the blank Area of sacred earthC
Fetched from Mount Calvary or haply delvedJ2
In precincts nearer to the Saviour's tombM3
By hands of men humble as brave who foughtJ2
For its deliverance a capacious fieldJ2
That to descendants of the dead it holdsF2
And to all living mute memento breathesF2
More touching far than ought which on the wallsF2
Is pictured or their epitaphs can speakI3
Of the changed City's long departed powerY
Glory and wealth which perilous as they areN2
Here did not kill but nourished PietyR2
And high above that length of cloistral roofN3
Peering in air and backed by azure skyO3
To kindred contemplations ministersF2
The Baptistery's dome and that which swellsF2
From the Cathedral pile and with the twainL2
Conjoined in prospect mutable or fixedJ2
As hurry on in eagerness the feetJ2
Or pause the summit of the Leaning towerY
Nor less remuneration waits on himG3
Who having left the Cemetery standsF2
In the Tower's shadow of decline and fallP3
Admonished not without some sense of fearQ3
Fear that soon vanishes before the sightJ2
Of splendour unextinguished pomp unscathedJ2
And beauty unimpaired Grand in itselfR3
And for itself the assemblage grand and fairK
To view and for the mind's consenting eyeO3
A type of age in man upon its frontJ2
Bearing the world acknowledged evidenceF2
Of past exploits nor fondly after moreL3
Struggling against the stream of destinyR2
But with its peaceful majesty contentJ2
Oh what a spectacle at every turnL2
The Place unfolds from pavement skinned with mossF2
Or grass grown spaces where the heaviest footJ2
Provokes no echoes but must softly treadJ2
Where Solitude with Silence paired stops shortJ2
Of Desolation and to Ruin's scytheS3
Decay submits notJ2
But where'er my stepsF2
Shall wander chiefly let me cull with careK
Those images of genial beauty oftJ2
Too lovely to be pensive in themselvesF2
But by reflection made so which do bestJ2
And fitliest serve to crown with fragrant wreathsF2
Life's cup when almost filled with years like mineL2
How lovely robed in forenoon light and shadeJ2
Each ministering to each didst thou appearQ3
Savona Queen of territory fairK
As aught that marvelous coast thro' all its lengthQ2
Yields to the Stranger's eye Remembrance holdsF2
As a selected treasure thy one cliffT3
That while it wore for melancholy crestJ2
A shattered Convent yet rose proud to haveU3
Clinging to its steep sides a thousand herbsF2
And shrubs whose pleasant looks gave proof how kindJ2
The breath of air can be where earth had elseF2
Seemed churlish And behold both far and nearQ3
Garden and field all decked with orange bloomM3
And peach and citron in Spring's mildest breezeF2
Expanding and along the smooth shore curvedJ2
Into a natural port a tideless seaR2
To that mild breeze with motion and with voiceF2
Softly responsive and attuned to allP3
Those vernal charms of sight and sound appearedJ2
Smooth space of turf which from the guardian fortJ2
Sloped seaward turf whose tender April greenL2
In coolest climes too fugitive might even hereV3
Plead with the sovereign Sun for longer stayJ2
Than his unmitigated beams allowP2
Nor plead in vain if beauty could preserveW3
From mortal change aught that is born on earthC
Or doth on time dependJ2
While on the brinkX3
Of that high Convent crested cliff I stoodJ2
Modest Savona over all did broodJ2
A pure poetic Spirit as the breezeF2
Mild as the verdure fresh the sunshine brightJ2
Thy gentle Chiabrera not a stoneL2
Mural or level with the trodden floorL3
In Church or Chapel if my curious questJ2
Missed not the truth retains a single nameA3
Of young or old warrior or saint or sageY3
To whose dear memories his sepulchral verseF2
Paid simple tribute such as might have flowedJ2
From the clear spring of a plain English heartJ2
Say rather one in native fellowshipH3
With all who want not skill to couple griefZ3
With praise as genuine admiration promptsF2
The grief the praise are severed from their dustJ2
Yet in his page the records of that worthC
Survive uninjured glory then to wordsF2
Honour to word preserving Arts and hailA4
Ye kindred local influences that stillS
If Hope's familiar whispers merit faithB4
Await my steps when they the breezy heightJ2
Shall range of philosophic TusculumA3
Or Sabine vales explored inspire a wishC4
To meet the shade of Horace by the sideJ2
Of his Bandusian fount or I invokeF3
His presence to point out the spot where onceF2
He sate and eulogized with earnest penL2
Peace leisure freedom moderate desiresF2
And all the immunities of rural lifeY2
Extolled behind Vacuna's crumbling faneL2
Or let me loiter soothed with what is givenL2
Nor asking more on that delicious BayJ2
Parthenope's Domain Virgilian hauntJ2
Illustrated with never dying verseF2
And by the Poet's laurel shaded tombA3
Age after age to Pilgrims from all landsF2
And who if not a man as coldJ2
In heart as dull in brain while pacing groundJ2
Chosen by Rome's legendary Bards high mindsF2
Out of her early struggles well inspiredJ2
To localize heroic acts could lookD3
Upon the spots with undelighted eyeO3
Though even to their last syllable the LaysF2
And very names of those who gave them birthC
Have perished Verily to her utmost depthD4
Imagination feels what Reason fears notJ2
To recognize the lasting virtue lodgedJ2
In those bold fictions that by deeds assignedJ2
To the Valerian Fabian Curian RaceF2
And others like in fame created PowersF2
With attributes from History derivedJ2
By Poesy irradiate and yet gracedJ2
Through marvelous felicity of skillS
With something more propitious to high aimsF2
Than either pent within her separate sphereQ3
Can oft with justice claimA3
And not disdainingK3
Union with those primeval energiesF2
To virtue consecrate stoop ye from your heightJ2
Christian Traditions at my Spirit's callP3
Descend and on the brow of ancient RomeA3
As she survives in ruin manifestJ2
Your glories mingled with the brightest huesF2
Of her memorial halo fading fadingK3
But never to be extinct while Earth enduresF2
O come if undishonoured by the prayerK
From all her Sanctuaries Open for my feetJ2
Ye Catacombs give to mine eyes a glimpseF2
Of the Devout as 'mid your glooms convenedJ2
For safety they of yore enclasped the CrossF2
On knees that ceased from trembling or intonedJ2
Their orisons with voices half suppressedJ2
But sometimes heard or fancied to be heardJ2
Even at this hourY
And thou Mamertine prisonL2
Into that vault receive me from whose depthD4
Issues revealed in no presumptuous visionL2
Albeit lifting human to divineL2
A Saint the Church's Rock the mystic KeysF2
Grasped in his hand and lo with upright swordJ2
Prefiguring his own impendent doomA3
The Apostle of the Gentiles both preparedJ2
To suffer pains with heathen scorn and hateJ2
Inflicted blessed Men for so to HeavenL2
They follow their dear LordJ2
Time flows nor windsF2
Nor stagnates nor precipitates his courseF2
But many a benefit borne upon his breastJ2
For human kind sinks out of sight is goneL2
No one knows how nor seldom is put forthB3
An angry arm that snatches good awayJ2
Never perhaps to reappear The StreamA3
Has to our generation brought and bringsF2
Innumerable gains yet we who nowP2
Walk in the light of day pertain full surelyR2
To a chilled age most pitiably shut outJ2
From that which 'is' and actuates by formsF2
Abstractions and by lifeless fact to factJ2
Minutely linked with diligence uninspiredJ2
Unrectified unguided unsustainedJ2
By godlike insight To this fate is doomedJ2
Science wide spread and spreading still as beR2
Her conquests in the world of sense made knownL2
So with the internal mind it fares and soF2
With morals trusting in contempt or fearQ3
Of vital principle's controlling lawE4
To her purblind guide Expediency and soF2
Suffers religious faith Elate with viewF4
Of what is won we overlook or scornL2
The best that should keep pace with it and mustJ2
Else more and more the general mind will droopG4
Even as if bent on perishing There livesF2
No faculty within us which the SoulX2
Can spare and humblest earthly Weal demandsF2
For dignity not placed beyond her reachH4
Zealous co operation of all meansF2
Given or acquired to raise us from the mireI4
And liberate our hearts from low pursuitsF2
By gross Utilities enslaved we needJ2
More of ennobling impulse from the pastJ2
If to the future aught of good must comeA3
Sounder and therefore holier than the endsF2
Which in the giddiness of self applauseF2
We covet as supreme O grant the crownL2
That Wisdom wears or take his treacherous staffJ4
From Knowledge If the Muse whom I have servedJ2
This day be mistress of a single pearlK4
Fit to be placed in that pure diademA3
Then not in vain under these chestnut boughsF2
Reclined shall I have yielded up my soulX2
To transports from the secondary fountsF2
Flowing of time and place and paid to bothL4
Due homage nor shall fruitlessly have strivenL2
By love of beauty moved to enshrine in verseF2
Accordant meditations which in timesF2
Vexed and disordered as our own may shedJ2
Influence at least among a scattered fewF4
To soberness of mind and peace of heartJ2
Friendly as here to my repose hath beenL2
This flowering broom's dear neighbourhood the lightJ2
And murmur issuing from yon pendent floodJ2
And all the varied landscape Let us nowP2

William Wordsworth


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