Star-gazers Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: AABB CCDD EEFF GHEE IIJJ KKAD LLMM NNDD| WHAT crowd is this what have we here we must not pass it by | A |
| A Telescope upon its frame and pointed to the sky | A |
| Long is it as a barber's pole or mast of little boat | B |
| Some little pleasure skiff that doth on Thames's waters float | B |
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| The Showman chooses well his place 'tis Leicester's busy Square | C |
| And is as happy in his night for the heavens are blue and fair | C |
| Calm though impatient is the crowd each stands ready with the fee | D |
| And envies him that's looking what an insight must it be | D |
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| Yet Showman where can lie the cause Shall thy Implement have blame | E |
| A boaster that when he is tried fails and is put to shame | E |
| Or is it good as others are and be their eyes in fault | F |
| Their eyes or minds or finally is yon resplendent vault | F |
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| Is nothing of that radiant pomp so good as we have here | G |
| Or gives a thing but small delight that never can be dear | H |
| The silver moon with all her vales and hills of mightiest fame | E |
| Doth she betray us when they're seen or are they but a name | E |
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| Or is it rather that Conceit rapacious is and strong | I |
| And bounty never yields so much but it seems to do her wrong | I |
| Or is it that when human Souls a journey long have had | J |
| And are returned into themselves they cannot but be sad | J |
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| Or must we be constrained to think that these Spectators rude | K |
| Poor in estate of manners base men of the multitude | K |
| Have souls which never yet have risen and therefore prostrate lie | A |
| No no this cannot be men thirst for power and majesty | D |
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| Does then a deep and earnest thought the blissful mind employ | L |
| Of him who gazes or has gazed a grave and steady joy | L |
| That doth reject all show of pride admits no outward sign | M |
| Because not of this noisy world but silent and divine | M |
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| Whatever be the cause 'tis sure that they who pry and pore | N |
| Seem to meet with little gain seem less happy than before | N |
| One after One they take their turn nor have I one espied | D |
| That doth not slackly go away as if dissatisfied | D |
William Wordsworth
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