Memorials Of A Tour In Scotland, Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

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THOUGHTS SUGGESTED THE DAY FOLLOWING ON THE BANKS OF NITH NEAR THE POET'S RESIDENCEA
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TOO frail to keep the lofty vowB
That must have followed when his browB
Was wreathed 'The Vision' tells us howB
With holly sprayC
He faltered drifted to and froD
And passed awayC
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Well might such thoughts dear Sister throngE
Our minds when lingering all too longE
Over the grave of Burns we hungF
In social griefG
Indulged as if it were a wrongE
To seek reliefG
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But leaving each unquiet themeH
Where gentlest judgments may misdeemH
And prompt to welcome every gleamH
Of good and fairI
Let us beside this limpid StreamH
Breathe hopeful airI
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Enough of sorrow wreck and blightJ
Think rather of those moments brightJ
When to the consciousness of rightJ
His course was trueK
When Wisdom prospered in his sightJ
And virtue grewK
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Yes freely let our hearts expandL
Freely as in youth's season blandL
When side by side his Book in handL
We wont to strayC
Our pleasure varying at commandL
Of each sweet LayC
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How oft inspired must he have trodM
These pathways yon far stretching roadN
There lurks his home in that AbodeN
With mirth elateO
Or in his nobly pensive moodP
The Rustic sateO
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Proud thoughts that Image overawesA
Before it humbly let us pauseA
And ask of Nature from what causeA
And by what rulesA
She trained her Burns to win applauseA
That shames the SchoolsA
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Through busiest street and loneliest glenQ
Are felt the flashes of his penQ
He rules 'mid winter snows and whenQ
Bees fill their hivesA
Deep in the general heart of menQ
His power survivesA
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What need of fields in some far climeH
Where Heroes Sages Bards sublimeH
And all that fetched the flowing rhymeH
From genuine springsA
Shall dwell together till old TimeH
Folds up his wingsA
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Sweet Mercy to the gates of HeavenR
This Minstrel lead his sins forgivenR
The rueful conflict the heart rivenR
With vain endeavourS
And memory of Earth's bitter leavenR
Effaced for everS
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But why to Him confine the prayerI
When kindred thoughts and yearnings bearI
On the frail heart the purest shareI
With all that liveT
The best of what we do and areU
Just God forgiveV

William Wordsworth



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