Memorials Of A Tour In Scotland 1814 - Iv. Yarrow Visited - September 1814 Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: ABABCDED DDDDFGDH IDJDDKLK MNONPNDN DDQDDRSR EKTKUVWV DMXMDVDV YKZKDKEK TMA2MKKDK KVDVB2MC2M DD2KD2RRE2R

And is this Yarrow 'This' the StreamA
Of which my fancy cherishedB
So faithfully a waking dreamA
An image that hath perishedB
O that some Minstrel's harp were nearC
To utter notes of gladnessD
And chase this silence from the airE
That fills my heart with sadnessD
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Yet why a silvery current flowsD
With uncontrolled meanderingsD
Nor have these eyes by greener hillsD
Been soothed in all my wanderingsD
And through her depths Saint Mary's LakeF
Is visibly delightedG
For not a feature of those hillsD
Is in the mirror slightedH
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A blue sky bends o'er Yarrow valeI
Save where that pearly whitenessD
Is round the rising sun diffusedJ
A tender hazy brightnessD
Mild dawn of promise that excludesD
All profitless dejectionK
Though not unwilling here to admitL
A pensive recollectionK
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Where was it that the famous FlowerM
Of Yarrow Vale lay bleedingN
His bed perchance was yon smooth moundO
On which the herd is feedingN
And haply from this crystal poolP
Now peaceful as the morningN
The Water wraith ascended thriceD
And gave his doleful warningN
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Delicious is the Lay that singsD
The haunts of happy LoversD
The path that leads them to the groveQ
The leafy grove that coversD
And Pity sanctifies the VerseD
That paints by strength of sorrowR
The unconquerable strength of loveS
Bear witness rueful YarrowR
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But thou that didst appear so fairE
To fond imaginationK
Dost rival in the light of dayT
Her delicate creationK
Meek loveliness is round thee spreadU
A softness still and holyV
The grace of forest charms decayedW
And pastoral melancholyV
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That region left the vale unfoldsD
Rich groves of lofty statureM
With Yarrow winding through the pompX
Of cultivated natureM
And rising from those lofty grovesD
Behold a Ruin hoaryV
The shattered front of Newark's TowersD
Renowned in Border storyV
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Fair scenes for childhood's opening bloomY
For sportive youth to stray inK
For manhood to enjoy his strengthZ
And age to wear away inK
Yon cottage seems a bower of blissD
A covert for protectionK
Of tender thoughts that nestle thereE
The brood of chaste affectionK
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How sweet on this autumnal dayT
The wild wood fruits to gatherM
And on my True love's forehead plantA2
A crest of blooming heatherM
And what if I enwreathed my ownK
'Twere no offence to reasonK
The sober Hills thus deck their browsD
To meet the wintry seasonK
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I see but not by sight aloneK
Loved Yarrow have I won theeV
A ray of fancy still survivesD
Her sunshine plays upon theeV
Thy ever youthful waters keepB2
A course of lively pleasureM
And gladsome notes my lips can breatheC2
Accordant to the measureM
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The vapours linger round the HeightsD
They melt and soon must vanishD2
One hour is theirs nor more is mineK
Sad thought which I would banishD2
But that I know where'er I goR
Thy genuine image YarrowR
Will dwell with me to heighten joyE2
And cheer my mind in sorrowR

William Wordsworth



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