Personal Talk Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: A BCCBBCDBEFGFGE A HIIHH IHJKLKJK A EMNEEMOEPQRSTQ AUVAAVUHWXXWXW

IA
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I AM not One who much or oft delightB
To season my fireside with personal talkC
Of friends who live within an easy walkC
Or neighbours daily weekly in my sightB
And for my chance acquaintance ladies brightB
Sons mothers maidens withering on the stalkC
These all wear out of me like Forms with chalkD
Painted on rich men's floors for one feast nightB
Better than such discourse doth silence longE
Long barren silence square with my desireF
To sit without emotion hope or aimG
In the loved presence of my cottage fireF
And listen to the flapping of the flameG
Or kettle whispering its faint undersongE
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IIA
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'Yet life ' you say 'is life we have seen and seeH
And with a living pleasure we describeI
And fits of sprightly malice do but bribeI
The languid mind into activityH
Sound sense and love itself and mirth and gleeH
Are fostered by the comment and the gibe '-
Even be it so yet still among your tribeI
Our daily world's true Worldlings rank not meH
Children are blest and powerful their world liesJ
More justly balanced partly at their feetK
And part far from them sweetest melodiesL
Are those that are by distance made more sweetK
Whose mind is but the mind of his own eyesJ
He is a Slave the meanest we can meetK
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IIIA
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Wings have we and as far as we can goE
We may find pleasure wilderness and woodM
Blank ocean and mere sky support that moodN
Which with the lofty sanctifies the lowE
Dreams books are each a world and books we knowE
Are a substantial world both pure and goodM
Round these with tendrils strong as flesh and bloodO
Our pastime and our happiness will growE
There find I personal themes a plenteous storeP
Matter wherein right voluble I amQ
To which I listen with a ready earR
Two shall be named pre eminently dearS
The gentle Lady married to the MoorT
And heavenly Una with her milk white LambQ
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Nor can I not believe but that herebyA
Great gains are mine for thus I live remoteU
From evil speaking rancour never soughtV
Comes to me not malignant truth or lieA
Hence have I genial seasons hence have IA
Smooth passions smooth discourse and joyous thoughtV
And thus from day to day my little boatU
Rocks in its harbour lodging peaceablyH
Blessings be with them and eternal praiseW
Who gave us nobler loves and nobler caresX
The Poets who on earth have made us heirsX
Of truth and pure delight by heavenly laysW
Oh might my name be numbered among theirsX
Then gladly would I end my mortal daysW

William Wordsworth



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