Memorials Of A Tour In Scotland, 1803 V. To A Highland Girl - At Inversneyde, Upon Loch Lomond Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: ABCCDDEEFFGGHHIIJJKK LMMNNOPQQRRSSQQRRRRT TUUQQQVVWWRRXXYZQQXX XRRRRRRAAQQQQQQA2A2A 2

Sweet Highland Girl a very showerA
Of beauty is thy earthly dowerB
Twice seven consenting years have shedC
Their utmost bounty on thy headC
And these grey rocks that household lawnD
Those trees a veil just half withdrawnD
This fall of water that doth makeE
A murmur near the silent lakeE
This little bay a quiet roadF
That holds in shelter thy AbodeF
In truth together do ye seemG
Like something fashioned in a dreamG
Such Forms as from their covert peepH
When earthly cares are laid asleepH
But O fair Creature in the lightI
Of common day so heavenly brightI
I bless Thee Vision as thou artJ
I bless thee with a human heartJ
God shield thee to thy latest yearsK
Thee neither know I nor thy peersK
And yet my eyes are filled with tearsL
With earnest feeling I shall prayM
For thee when I am far awayM
For never saw I mien or faceN
In which more plainly I could traceN
Benignity and home bred senseO
Ripening in perfect innocenceP
Here scattered like a random seedQ
Remote from men Thou dost not needQ
The embarrassed look of shy distressR
And maidenly shamefacednessR
Thou wear'st upon thy forehead clearS
The freedom of a MountaineerS
A face with gladness overspreadQ
Soft smiles by human kindness bredQ
And seemliness complete that swaysR
Thy courtesies about thee playsR
With no restraint but such as springsR
From quick and eager visitingsR
Of thoughts that lie beyond the reachT
Of thy few words of English speechT
A bondage sweetly brooked a strifeU
That gives thy gestures grace and lifeU
So have I not unmoved in mindQ
Seen birds of tempest loving kindQ
Thus beating up against the windQ
What hand but would a garland cullV
For thee who art so beautifulV
O happy pleasure here to dwellW
Beside thee in some heathy dellW
Adopt your homely ways and dressR
A Shepherd thou a ShepherdessR
But I could frame a wish for theeX
More like a grave realityX
Thou art to me but as a waveY
Of the wild sea and I would haveZ
Some claim upon thee if I couldQ
Though but of common neighbourhoodQ
What joy to hear thee and to seeX
Thy elder Brother I would beX
Thy Father anything to theeX
Now thanks to Heaven that of its graceR
Hath led me to this lonely placeR
Joy have I had and going henceR
I bear away my recompenceR
In spots like these it is we prizeR
Our Memory feel that she hath eyesR
Then why should I be loth to stirA
I feel this place was made for herA
To give new pleasure like the pastQ
Continued long as life shall lastQ
Nor am I loth though pleased at heartQ
Sweet Highland Girl from thee to partQ
For I methinks till I grow oldQ
As fair before me shall beholdQ
As I do now the cabin smallA2
The lake the bay the waterfallA2
And Thee the Spirit of them allA2

William Wordsworth



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