The Excursion - Book Second - The Solitary Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

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In days of yore how fortunately faredA
The Minstrel wandering on from hall to hallB
Baronial court or royal cheered with giftsC
Munificent and love and ladies' praiseD
Now meeting on his road an armed knightE
Now resting with a pilgrim by the sideF
Of a clear brook beneath an abbey's roofG
One evening sumptuously lodged the nextH
Humbly in a religious hospitalI
Or with some merry outlaws of the woodJ
Or haply shrouded in a hermit's cellK
Him sleeping or awake the robber sparedA
He walked protected from the sword of warL
By virtue of that sacred instrumentM
His harp suspended at the traveller's sideF
His dear companion wheresoe'er he wentN
Opening from land to land an easy wayO
By melody and by the charm of verseP
Yet not the noblest of that honoured RaceQ
Drew happier loftier more empassioned thoughtsR
From his long journeyings and eventful lifeS
Than this obscure Itinerant had skillT
To gather ranging through the tamer groundU
Of these our unimaginative daysD
Both while he trod the earth in humblest guiseV
Accoutred with his burthen and his staffW
And now when free to move with lighter paceQ
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What wonder then if I whose favourite schoolX
Hath been the fields the roads and rural lanesY
Looked on this guide with reverential loveZ
Each with the other pleased we now pursuedA2
Our journey under favourable skiesV
Turn wheresoe'er we would he was a lightE
Unfailing not a hamlet could we passB2
Rarely a house that did not yield to himC2
Remembrances or from his tongue call forthD2
Some way beguiling tale Nor less regardE2
Accompanied those strains of apt discourseF2
Which nature's various objects might inspireG2
And in the silence of his face I readH2
His overflowing spirit Birds and beastsI2
And the mute fish that glances in the streamJ2
And harmless reptile coiling in the sunK2
And gorgeous insect hovering in the airL2
The fowl domestic and the household dogM2
In his capacious mind he loved them allB
Their rights acknowledging he felt for allB
Oft was occasion given me to perceiveN2
How the calm pleasures of the pasturing herdO2
To happy contemplation soothed his walkP2
How the poor brute's condition forced to runK2
Its course of suffering in the public roadQ2
Sad contrast all too often smote his heartR2
With unavailing pity Rich in loveZ
And sweet humanity he was himselfS2
To the degree that he desired belovedT2
Smiles of good will from faces that he knewU2
Greeted us all day long we took our seatsV2
By many a cottage hearth where he receivedW2
The welcome of an Inmate from afarX2
And I at once forgot I was a StrangerY2
Nor was he loth to enter ragged hutsZ2
Huts where his charity was blest his voiceA3
Heard as the voice of an experienced friendB3
And sometimes where the poor man held disputeC3
With his own mind unable to subdueU2
Impatience through inaptness to perceiveN2
General distress in his particular lotD3
Or cherishing resentment or in vainE3
Struggling against it with a soul perplexedH
And finding in herself no steady powerY2
To draw the line of comfort that dividesF3
Calamity the chastisement of HeavenK2
From the injustice of our brother menG3
To him appeal was made as to a judgeH3
Who with an understanding heart allayedI3
The perturbation listened to the pleaJ3
Resolved the dubious point and sentence gaveK3
So grounded so applied that it was heardO2
With softened spirit even when it condemnedL3
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Such intercourse I witnessed while we rovedL3
Now as his choice directed now as mineM3
Or both with equal readiness of willT
Our course submitting to the changeful breezeN3
Of accident But when the rising sunK2
Had three times called us to renew our walkP2
My Fellow traveller with earnest voiceA3
As if the thought were but a moment oldL3
Claimed absolute dominion for the dayL3
We started and he led me toward the hillsO3
Up through an ample vale with higher hillsO3
Before us mountains stern and desolateL3
But in the majesty of distance nowP3
Set off and to our ken appearing fairL2
Of aspect with aerial softness cladL3
And beautified with morning's purple beamsQ3
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The wealthy the luxurious by the stressR3
Of business roused or pleasure ere their timeS3
May roll in chariots or provoke the hoofsT3
Of the fleet coursers they bestride to raiseD
From earth the dust of morning slow to riseV
And they if blest with health and hearts at easeN3
Shall lack not their enjoyment but how faintL3
Compared with ours who pacing side by sideL3
Could with an eye of leisure look on allB
That we beheld and lend the listening senseU3
To every grateful sound of earth and airL2
Pausing at will our spirits braced our thoughtsR
Pleasant as roses in the thickets blownV3
And pure as dew bathing their crimson leavesW3
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Mount slowly sun that we may journey longX3
By this dark hill protected from thy beamsQ3
Such is the summer pilgrim's frequent wishY3
But quickly from among our morning thoughtsR
'Twas chased away for toward the western sideL3
Of the broad vale casting a casual glanceZ3
We saw a throng of people wherefore metL3
Blithe notes of music suddenly let looseA4
On the thrilled ear and flags uprising yieldL3
Prompt answer they proclaim the annual WakeB4
Which the bright season favours Tabor and pipeC4
In purpose join to hasten or reproveK3
The laggard Rustic and repay with boonsD4
Of merriment a party coloured knotL3
Already formed upon the village greenE4
Beyond the limits of the shadow castL3
By the broad hill glistened upon our sightL3
That gay assemblage Round them and aboveK3
Glitter with dark recesses interposedL3
Casement and cottage roof and stems of treesN3
Half veiled in vapoury cloud the silver steamJ2
Of dews fast melting on their leafy boughsF4
By the strong sunbeams smitten Like a mastL3
Of gold the Maypole shines as if the raysD
Of morning aided by exhaling dewL3
With gladsome influence could re animateL3
The faded garlands dangling from its sidesF3
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Said I The music and the sprightly sceneE4
Invite us shall we quit our road and joinG4
These festive matins He replied Not lothH4
To linger I would here with you partakeB4
Not one hour merely but till evening's closeI4
The simple pastimes of the day and placeQ
By the fleet Racers ere the sun be setL3
The turf of yon large pasture will be skimmedL3
There too the lusty Wrestlers shall contendL3
But know we not that he who intermitsQ
The appointed task and duties of the dayL3
Untunes full oft the pleasures of the dayL3
Checking the finer spirits that refuseQ
To flow when purposes are lightly changedL3
A length of journey yet remains untracedL3
Let us proceed Then pointing with his staffK3
Raised toward those craggy summits his intentL3
He thus impartedL3
In a spot that liesQ
Among yon mountain fastnesses concealedL3
You will receive before the hour of noonJ4
Good recompense I hope for this day's toilK4
From sight of One who lives secluded thereL2
Lonesome and lost of whom and whose past lifeK3
Not to forestall such knowledge as may beJ3
More faithfully collected from himselfK3
This brief communication shall sufficeQ
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Though now sojourning there he like myselfK3
Sprang from a stock of lowly parentageH3
Among the wilds of Scotland in a tractL3
Where many a sheltered and well tended plantL3
Bears on the humblest ground of social lifeK3
Blossoms of piety and innocenceQ
Such grateful promises his youth displayedL3
And having shown in study forward zealL4
He to the Ministry was duly calledL3
And straight incited by a curious mindL3
Filled with vague hopes he undertook the chargeM4
Of Chaplain to a military troopN4
Cheered by the Highland bagpipe as they marchedL3
In plaided vest his fellow countrymenO4
This office filling yet by native powerY2
And force of native inclination madeL3
An intellectual ruler in the hauntsQ
Of social vanity he walked the worldL3
Gay and affecting graceful gaietyL3
Lax buoyant less a pastor with his flockP4
Than a soldier among soldiers lived and roamedL3
Where Fortune led and Fortune who oft provesQ
The careless wanderer's friend to him made knownV3
A blooming Lady a conspicuous flowerY2
Admired for beauty for her sweetness praisedL3
Whom he had sensibility to loveK3
Ambition to attempt and skill to winO4
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For this fair Bride most rich in gifts of mindL3
Nor sparingly endowed with worldly wealthQ4
His office he relinquished and retiredL3
From the world's notice to a rural homeR4
Youth's season yet with him was scarcely pastL3
And she was in youth's prime How free their loveK3
How full their joy 'Till pitiable doomS4
In the short course of one undreaded yearT4
Death blasted all Death suddenly o'erthrewT4
Two lovely Children all that they possessedL3
The Mother followed miserably bareT4
The one Survivor stood he wept he prayedL3
For his dismissal day and night compelledL3
To hold communion with the grave and faceQ
With pain the regions of eternityL3
An uncomplaining apathy displacedL3
This anguish and indifferent to delightL3
To aim and purpose he consumed his daysQ
To private interest dead and public careT4
So lived he so he might have diedL3
But nowP3
To the wide world's astonishment appearedL3
A glorious opening the unlooked for dawnU4
That promised everlasting joy to FranceQ
Her voice of social transport reached even himC2
He broke from his contracted bounds repairedL3
To the great City an emporium thenG3
Of golden expectations and receivingV4
Freights every day from a new world of hopeW4
Thither his popular talents he transferredL3
And from the pulpit zealously maintainedL3
The cause of Christ and civil libertyL3
As one and moving to one glorious endL3
Intoxicating service I might sayL3
A happy service for he was sincereT4
As vanity and fondness for applauseQ
And new and shapeless wishes would allowP3
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That righteous cause such power hath freedom boundL3
For one hostility in friendly leagueX4
Ethereal natures and the worst of slavesQ
Was served by rival advocates that cameY4
From regions opposite as heaven and hellK
One courage seemed to animate them allB
And from the dazzling conquests daily gainedL3
By their united efforts there aroseQ
A proud and most presumptuous confidenceQ
In the transcendent wisdom of the ageZ4
And her discernment not alone in rightsQ
And in the origin and bounds of powerT4
Social and temporal but in laws divineM3
Deduced by reason or to faith revealedL3
An overweening trust was raised and fearT4
Cast out alike of person and of thingV4
Plague from this union spread whose subtle baneE3
The strongest did not easily escape
And He what wonder took a mortal taintL3
How shall I trace the change how bear to tellK
That he broke faith with them whom he had laidL3
In earth's dark chambers with a Christian's hopeW4
An infidel contempt of holy writL3
Stole by degrees upon his mind and henceQ
Life like that Roman Janus double facedL3
Vilest hypocrisy the laughing gayL3
Hypocrisy not leagued with fear but prideL3
Smooth words he had to wheedle simple soulsQ
But for disciples of the inner schoolX
Old freedom was old servitude and theyL3
The wisest whose opinions stooped the leastL3
To known restraints and who most boldly drewT4
Hopeful prognostications from a creedL3
That in the light of false philosophyL3
Spread like a halo round a misty moonJ4
Widening its circle as the storms advanceQ
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His sacred function was at length renouncedL3
And every day and every place enjoyedL3
The unshackled layman's natural libertyL3
Speech manners morals all without disguiseQ
I do not wish to wrong him though the courseQ
Of private life licentiously displayedL3
Unhallowed actions planted like a crown
Upon the insolent aspiring browP3
Of spurious notions worn as open signsQ
Of prejudice subdued still he retainedL3
'Mid much abasement what he had receivedL3
From nature an intense and glowing mindL3
Wherefore when humbled Liberty grew weak
And mortal sickness on her face appearedL3
He coloured objects to his own desireT4
As with a lover's passion Yet his moodsQ
Of pain were keen as those of better menG3
Nay keener as his fortitude was lessQ
And he continued when worse days were come
To deal about his sparkling eloquenceQ
Struggling against the strange reverse with zealL4
That showed like happiness But in despiteL3
Of all this outside bravery withinO4
He neither felt encouragement nor hopeW4
For moral dignity and strength of mindL3
Were wanting and simplicity of lifeK3
And reverence for himself and last and bestL3
Confiding thoughts through love and fear of HimC2
Before whose sight the troubles of this worldL3
Are vain as billows in a tossing seaL3
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The glory of the times fading awayL3
The splendour which had given a festal airT4
To self importance hallowed it and veiledL3
From his own sight this gone he forfeitedL3
All joy in human nature was consumedL3
And vexed and chafed by levity and scorn
And fruitless indignation galled by prideL3
Made desperate by contempt of men who throveK3
Before his sight in power or fame and wonK2
Without desert what he desired weak menG3
Too weak even for his envy or his hateL3
Tormented thus after a wandering courseQ
Of discontent and inwardly opprestL3
With malady in part I fear provokedL3
By weariness of life he fixed his homeR4
Or rather say sate down by very chanceQ
Among these rugged hills where now he dwellsQ
And wastes the sad remainder of his hoursQ
Steeped in a self indulging spleen that wants notL3
Its own voluptuousness on this resolvedL3
With this content that he will live and dieL3
Forgotten at safe distance from 'a worldL3
Not moving to his mind '-
These serious wordsQ
Closed the preparatory noticesQ
That served my Fellow traveller to beguile
The way while we advanced up that wide vale
Diverging now as if his quest had beenO4
Some secret of the mountains cavern fallB
Of water or some lofty eminenceQ
Renowned for splendid prospect far and wideL3
We scaled without a track to ease our stepsQ
A steep ascent and reached a dreary plainE3
With a tumultuous waste of huge hill topsQ
Before us savage region which I pacedL3
Dispirited when all at once beholdL3
Beneath our feet a little lowly vale
A lowly vale and yet uplifted highL3
Among the mountains even as if the spotL3
Had been from eldest time by wish of theirsQ
So placed to be shut out from all the worldL3
Urn like it was in shape deep as an urn
With rocks encompassed save that to the south
Was one small opening where a heath clad ridge
Supplied a boundary less abrupt and closeQ
A quiet treeless nook with two green fieldsQ
A liquid pool that glittered in the sunK2
And one bare dwelling one abode no moreT4
It seemed the home of poverty and toilK4
Though not of want the little fields made greenE4
By husbandry of many thrifty yearsQ
Paid cheerful tribute to the moorland houseQ
There crows the cock single in his domainE3
The small birds find in spring no thicket thereT4
To shroud them only from the neighbouring valesQ
The cuckoo straggling up to the hill topsQ
Shouteth faint tidings of some gladder placeQ
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Ah what a sweet Recess thought I is hereT4
Instantly throwing down my limbs at easeQ
Upon a bed of heath full many a spotL3
Of hidden beauty have I chanced to espyL3
Among the mountains never one like thisQ
So lonesome and so perfectly secureT4
Not melancholy no for it is greenE4
And bright and fertile furnished in itselfK3
With the few needful things that life requiresQ
In rugged arms how softly does it lieL3
How tenderly protected Far and nearT4
We have an image of the pristine earth
The planet in its nakedness were thisQ
Man's only dwelling sole appointed seatL3
First last and single in the breathing worldL3
It could not be more quiet peace is hereT4
Or nowhere days unruffled by the gale
Of public news or private years that passQ
Forgetfully uncalled upon to payL3
The common penalties of mortal lifeK3
Sickness or accident or grief or painE3
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On these and kindred thoughts intent I layL3
In silence musing by my Comrade's sideL3
He also silent when from out the heartL3
Of that profound abyss a solemn voiceQ
Or several voices in one solemn soundL3
Was heard ascending mournful deep and slow
The cadence as of psalms a funeral dirge
We listened looking down upon the hutL3
But seeing no one meanwhile from below
The strain continued spiritual as beforeT4
And now distinctly could I recogniseQ
These words Shall in the grave thy love be knownV3
In death thy faithfulness God rest his soul '-
Said the old man abruptly breaking silenceQ
He is departed and finds peace at lastL3
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This scarcely spoken and those holy strainsQ
Not ceasing forth appeared in view a bandL3
Of rustic persons from behind the hutL3
Bearing a coffin in the midst with which
They shaped their course along the sloping sideL3
Of that small valley singing as they movedL3
A sober company and few the menG3
Bare headed and all decently attiredL3
Some steps when they had thus advanced the dirge
Ended and from the stillness that ensuedL3
Recovering to my Friend I said You spakeB4
Methought with apprehension that these ritesQ
Are paid to Him upon whose shy retreatL3
This day we purposed to intrude ' I did soQ
But let us hence that we may learn the truth
Perhaps it is not he but some one elseQ
For whom this pious service is performedL3
Some other tenant of the solitudeL3
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So to a steep and difficult descentL3
Trusting ourselves we wound from crag to cragB4
Where passage could be won and as the lastL3
Of the mute train behind the heathy top
Of that off sloping outlet disappearedL3
I more impatient in my downward courseQ
Had landed upon easy ground and thereT4
Stood waiting for my Comrade When beholdL3
An object that enticed my steps asideL3
A narrow winding entry opened outL3
Into a platform that lay sheepfold wiseQ
Enclosed between an upright mass of rockB4
And one old moss grown wall a cool recessQ
And fanciful For where the rock and wallB
Met in an angle hung a penthouse framedL3
By thrusting two rude staves into the wallB
And overlaying them with mountain sodsQ
To weather fend a little turf built seatL3
Whereon a full grown man might rest nor dreadL3
The burning sunshine or a transient showerT4
But the whole plainly wrought by children's handsQ
Whose skill had thronged the floor with a proud showQ
Of baby houses curiously arrangedL3
Nor wanting ornament of walks betweenE4
With mimic trees inserted in the turfK3
And gardens interposed Pleased with the sightL3
I could not choose but beckon to my GuideL3
Who entering round him threw a careless glanceQ
Impatient to pass on when I exclaimedL3
Lo what is here and stooping down drew forthD2
A book that in the midst of stones and mossQ
And wreck of party coloured earthen wareT4
Aptly disposed had lent its help to raiseQ
One of those petty structures His it must beL3
Exclaimed the Wanderer cannot but be hisQ
And he is gone The book which in my handL3
Had opened of itself for it was swolnE4
With searching damp and seemingly had lainE4
To the injurious elements exposedL3
From week to week I found to be a workB4
In the French tongue a Novel of VoltaireT4
His famous Optimist Unhappy ManE4
Exclaimed my Friend here then has been to himC2
Retreat within retreat a sheltering placeQ
Within how deep a shelter He had fitsQ
Even to the last of genuine tendernessQ
And loved the haunts of children here no doubtL3
Pleasing and pleased he shared their simple sportsQ
Or sate companionless and here the bookB4
Left and forgotten in his careless wayL3
Must by the cottage children have been foundL3
Heaven bless them and their inconsiderate workB4
To what odd purpose have the darlings turnedL3
This sad memorial of their hapless friendL3
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Me said I most doth it surprise to findL3
Such book in such a place A book it isQ
He answered to the Person suited wellK
Though little suited to surrounding thingsQ
'Tis strange I grant and stranger still had beenE4
To see the Man who owned it dwelling hereT4
With one poor shepherd far from all the worldL3
Now if our errand hath been thrown awayL3
As from these intimations I forebodeL3
Grieved shall I be less for my sake than yoursQ
And least of all for him who is no moreT4
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By this the book was in the old Man's handL3
And he continued glancing on the leavesQ
An eye of scorn The lover said he doomedL3
To love when hope hath failed him whom no depth
Of privacy is deep enough to hideL3
Hath yet his bracelet or his lock of hairT4
And that is joy to him When change of timesQ
Hath summoned kings to scaffolds do but giveK3
The faithful servant who must hide his headL3
Henceforth in whatsoever nook he mayL3
A kerchief sprinkled with his master's bloodL3
And he too hath his comforter How poorT4
Beyond all poverty how destituteL3
Must that Man have been left who hither drivenE4
Flying or seeking could yet bring with himC2
No dearer relique and no better stayL3
Than this dull product of a scoffer's penE4
Impure conceits discharging from a heartL3
Hardened by impious pride I did not fearT4
To tax you with this journey mildly saidL3
My venerable Friend as forth we steppedL3
Into the presence of the cheerful lightL3
For I have knowledge that you do not shrinkB4
From moving spectacles but let us onE4
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So speaking on he went and at the wordL3
I followed till he made a sudden standL3
For full in view approaching through a gateL3
That opened from the enclosure of green fieldsQ
Into the rough uncultivated groundL3
Behold the Man whom he had fancied deadL3
I knew from his deportment mien and dressQ
That it could be no other a pale faceQ
A meagre person tall and in a garb
Not rustic dull and faded like himselfK3
He saw us not though distant but few stepsQ
For he was busy dealing from a storeT4
Upon a broad leaf carried choicest stringsQ
Of red ripe currants gift by which he stroveK3
With intermixture of endearing wordsQ
To soothe a Child who walked beside him weepingB4
As if disconsolate They to the graveK3
Are bearing him my Little one he saidL3
To the dark pit but he will feel no painE4
His body is at rest his soul in heavenE4
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More might have followed but my honoured FriendL3
Broke in upon the Speaker with a frankB4
And cordial greeting Vivid was the lightL3
That flashed and sparkled from the other's eyesQ
He was all fire no shadow on his browP3
Remained nor sign of sickness on his faceQ
Hands joined he with his Visitant a grasp
An eager grasp and many moments' spaceQ
When the first glow of pleasure was no moreT4
And of the sad appearance which at onceQ
Had vanished much was come and coming backB4
An amicable smile retained the lifeK3
Which it had unexpectedly receivedL3
Upon his hollow cheek How kind he saidL3
Nor could your coming have been better timedL3
For this you see is in our narrow worldL3
A day of sorrow I have here a chargeM4
And speaking thus he patted tenderlyL3
The sun burnt forehead of the weeping childL3
A little mourner whom it is my taskB4
To comfort but how came ye if yon trackB4
Which doth at once befriend us and betrayL3
Conducted hither your most welcome feetL3
Ye could not miss the funeral train they yetL3
Have scarcely disappeared This blooming ChildL3
Said the old Man is of an age to weep
At any grave or solemn spectacleI
Inly distressed or overpowered with awe
He knows not wherefore but the boy todayL3
Perhaps is shedding orphan's tears you alsoQ
Must have sustained a loss The hand of Death
He answered has been here but could not wellK
Have fallen more lightly if it had not fallenE4
Upon myself The other left these wordsQ
Unnoticed thus continuingB4
From yon cragB4
Down whose steep sides we dropped into the vale
We heard the hymn they sang a solemn soundL3
Heard anywhere but in a place like thisQ
'Tis more than human Many precious ritesQ
And customs of our rural ancestryL3
Are gone or stealing from us this I hopeW4
Will last for ever Oft on my way have IL3
Stood still though but a casual passengerT4
So much I felt the awfulness of lifeK3
In that one moment when the corse is liftedL3
In silence with a hush of decencyL3
Then from the threshold moves with song of peaceQ
And confidential yearnings towards its homeR4
Its final home on earth What traveller whoT4
How far soe'er a stranger does not ownE4
The bond of brotherhood when he sees them goB4
A mute procession on the houseless roadL3
Or passing by some single tenementL3
Or clustered dwellings where again they raiseQ
The monitory voice But most of allB
It touches it confirms and elevatesQ
Then when the body soon to be consignedL3
Ashes to ashes dust bequeathed to dustL3
Is raised from the church aisle and forward borneE4
Upon the shoulders of the next in loveK3
The nearest in affection or in bloodL3
Yea by the very mourners who had kneltL3
Beside the coffin resting on its lidL3
In silent grief their unuplifted headsQ
And heard meanwhile the Psalmist's mournful plaintL3
And that most awful scripture which declaresQ
We shall not sleep but we shall all be changedL3
Have I not seen ye likewise may have seenE4
Son husband brothers brothers side by sideL3
And son and father also side by sideL3
Rise from that posture and in concert moveK3
On the green turf following the vested PriestL3
Four dear supporters of one senseless weightL3
From which they do not shrink and under which
They faint not but advance towards the open graveK3
Step after step together with their firm
Unhidden faces he that suffers mostL3
He outwardly and inwardly perhapsQ
The most serene with most undaunted eyeL3
Oh blest are they who live and die like theseQ
Loved with such love and with such sorrow mournedL3
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That poor Man taken hence to day repliedL3
The Solitary with a faint sarcastic smile
Which did not please me must be deemed I fearT4
Of the unblest for he will surely sinkB4
Into his mother earth without such pomp
Of grief depart without occasion givenE4
By him for such array of fortitudeL3
Full seventy winters hath he lived and markB4
This simple Child will mourn his one short hourT4
And I shall miss him scanty tribute yetL3
This wanting he would leave the sight of menE4
If love were his sole claim upon their careT4
Like a ripe date which in the desert fallsQ
Without a hand to gather itL3
At thisQ
I interposed though loth to speak and saidL3
Can it be thus among so small a bandL3
As ye must needs be here in such a placeQ
I would not willingly methinks lose sightL3
Of a departing cloud 'Twas not for loveK3
Answered the sick Man with a careless voiceQ
That I came hither neither have I foundL3
Among associates who have power of speech
Nor in such other converse as is hereT4
Temptation so prevailing as to change
That mood or undermine my first resolveK3
Then speaking in like careless sort he saidL3
To my benign Companion Pity 'tisQ
That fortune did not guide you to this houseQ
A few days earlier then would you have seenE4
What stuff the Dwellers in a solitudeL3
That seems by Nature hollowed out to beL3
The seat and bosom of pure innocenceQ
Are made of an ungracious matter thisQ
Which for truth's sake yet in remembrance tooL3
Of past discussions with this zealous friendL3
And advocate of humble life I nowP3
Will force upon his notice undeterredL3
By the example of his own pure courseQ
And that respect and deference which a soul
May fairly claim by niggard age enrichedL3
In what she most doth value love of GodL3
And his frail creature Man but ye shall hearT4
I talk and ye are standing in the sunE4
Without refreshmentL3
Quickly had he spokenE4
And with light steps still quicker than his wordsQ
Led toward the Cottage Homely was the spotL3
And to my feeling ere we reached the doorT4
Had almost a forbidding nakednessQ
Less fair I grant even painfully less fairT4
Than it appeared when from the beetling rockB4
We had looked down upon it All withinE4
As left by the departed companyL3
Was silent save the solitary clockB4
That on mine ear ticked with a mournful soundL3
Following our Guide we clomb the cottage stairsQ
And reached a small apartment dark and lowB4
Which was no sooner entered than our HostL3
Said gaily This is my domain my cellK
My hermitage my cabin what you willT
I love it better than a snail his houseQ
But now ye shall be feasted with our bestL3
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So with more ardour than an unripe girl
Left one day mistress of her mother's storesQ
He went about his hospitable taskB4
My eyes were busy and my thoughts no lessQ
And pleased I looked upon my grey haired FriendL3
As if to thank him he returned that lookB4
Cheered plainly and yet serious What a wreckB4
Had we about us scattered was the floorT4
And in like sort chair window seat and shelfK3
With books maps fossils withered plants and flowersQ
And tufts of mountain moss Mechanic toolsQ
Lay intermixed with scraps of paper some
Scribbled with verse a broken angling rodL3
And shattered telescope together linkedL3
By cobwebs stood within a dusty nookB4
And instruments of music some half madeL3
Some in disgrace hung dangling from the wallsQ
But speedily the promise was fulfilledL3
A feast before us and a courteous HostL3
Inviting us in glee to sit and eatL3
A napkin white as foam of that rough brookB4
By which it had been bleached o'erspread the boardL3
And was itself half covered with a storeT4
Of dainties oaten bread curd cheese and creamJ2
And cakes of butter curiously embossedL3
Butter that had imbibed from meadow flowersQ
A golden hue delicate as their ownE4
Faintly reflected in a lingering streamJ2
Nor lacked for more delight on that warm dayL3
Our table small parade of garden fruitsQ
And whortle berries from the mountain sideL3
The Child who long ere this had stilled his sobsQ
Was now a help to his late comforterT4
And moved a willing Page as he was bidL3
Ministering to our needL3
In genial moodL3
While at our pastoral banquet thus we sateL3
Fronting the window of that little cellK
I could not ever and anon forbearT4
To glance an upward look on two huge PeaksQ
That from some other vale peered into thisQ
Those lusty twins exclaimed our host if hereT4
It were your lot to dwell would soon become
Your prized companions Many are the notesQ
Which in his tuneful course the wind draws forthD2
From rocks woods caverns heaths and dashing shoresQ
And well those lofty brethren bear their partL3
In the wild concert chiefly when the storm
Rides high then all the upper air they fillT
With roaring sound that ceases not to flowB4
Like smoke along the level of the blastL3
In mighty current theirs too is the songB4
Of stream and headlong flood that seldom failsQ
And in the grim and breathless hour of noonE4
Methinks that I have heard them echo backB4
The thunder's greeting Nor have nature's lawsQ
Left them ungifted with a power to yieldL3
Music of finer tone a harmonyL3
So do I call it though it be the handL3
Of silence though there be no voice the cloudsQ
The mist the shadows light of golden sunsQ
Motions of moonlight all come thither touch
And have an answer thither come and shape
A language not unwelcome to sick heartsQ
And idle spirits there the sun himselfK3
At the calm close of summer's longest dayL3
Rests his substantial orb between those heightsQ
And on the top of either pinnacleI
More keenly than elsewhere in night's blue vaultL3
Sparkle the stars as of their station proudL3
Thoughts are not busier in the mind of manE4
Than the mute agents stirring there aloneE4
Here do I sit and watch
A fall of voiceQ
Regretted like the nightingale's last noteL3
Had scarcely closed this high wrought strain of raptureT4
Ere with inviting smile the Wanderer saidL3
Now for the tale with which you threatened usQ
In truth the threat escaped me unawaresQ
Should the tale tire you let this challenge standL3
For my excuse Dissevered from mankindL3
As to your eyes and thoughts we must have seemedL3
When ye looked down upon us from the cragB4
Islanders 'mid a stormy mountain seaL3
We are not so perpetually we touch
Upon the vulgar ordinances of the worldL3
And he whom this our cottage hath to dayL3
Relinquished lived dependent for his breadL3
Upon the laws of public charityL3
The Housewife tempted by such slender gainsQ
As might from that occasion be distilledL3
Opened as she before had done for meL3
Her doors to admit this homeless PensionerT4
The portion gave of coarse but wholesome fareT4
Which appetite required a blind dull nookB4
Such as she had the 'kennel' of his restL3
This in itself not ill would yet have beenE4
Ill borne in earlier life but his was nowP3
The still contentedness of seventy yearsQ
Calm did he sit under the wide spread treeL3
Of his old age and yet less calm and meekB4
Winningly meek or venerably calm
Than slow and torpid paying in this wiseQ
A penalty if penalty it wereT4
For spendthrift feats excesses of his primeS3
I loved the old Man for I pitied himC2
A task it was I own to hold discourseQ
With one so slow in gathering up his thoughtsQ
But he was a cheap pleasure to my eyesQ
Mild inoffensive ready in 'his' wayL3
And helpful to his utmost power and thereT4
Our housewife knew full well what she possessedL3
He was her vassal of all labour tilledL3
Her garden from the pasture fetched her kineP3
And one among the orderly arrayL3
Of hay makers beneath the burning sunP3
Maintained his place or heedfully pursuedL3
His course on errands bound to other valesQ
Leading sometimes an inexperienced childL3
Too young for any profitable taskB4
So moved he like a shadow that performedL3
Substantial service Mark me now and learnP3
For what reward The moon her monthly roundL3
Hath not completed since our dame the queenP3
Of this one cottage and this lonely dale
Into my little sanctuary rushedL3
Voice to a rueful treble humanizedL3
And features in deplorable dismayL3
I treat the matter lightly but alasQ
It is most serious persevering rainP3
Had fallen in torrents all the mountain topsQ
Were hidden and black vapours coursed their sidesQ
This had I seen and saw but till she spakeB4
Was wholly ignorant that my ancient FriendL3
Who at her bidding early and aloneP3
Had clomb aloft to delve the moorland turfK3
For winter fuel to his noontide mealL4
Returned not and now haply on the heightsQ
Lay at the mercy of this raging storm
'Inhuman ' said I 'was an old Man's lifeK3
Not worth the trouble of a thought alasQ
This notice comes too late ' With joy I sawQ
Her husband enter from a distant vale
We sallied forth together found the toolsQ
Which the neglected veteran had droppedL3
But through all quarters looked for him in vainP3
We shouted but no answer Darkness fellK
Without remission of the blast or showerT4
And fears for our own safety drove us homeR4
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I who weep little did I will confessQ
The moment I was seated here aloneP3
Honour my little cell with some few tearsQ
Which anger and resentment could not dryT4
All night the storm endured and soon as help
Had been collected from the neighbouring vale
With morning we renewed our quest the windL3
Was fallen the rain abated but the hillsQ
Lay shrouded in impenetrable mistL3
And long and hopelessly we sought in vainP3
Till chancing on that lofty ridge to passQ
A heap of ruin almost without wallsQ
And wholly without roof the bleached remainsQ
Of a small chapel where in ancient timeS3
The peasants of these lonely valleys usedL3
To meet for worship on that central heightL3
We there espied the object of our search
Lying full three parts buried among tuftsQ
Of heath plant under and above him strewnP3
To baffle as he might the watery storm
And there we found him breathing peaceablyL3
Snug as a child that hides itself in sportL3
'Mid a green hay cock in a sunny fieldL3
We spake he made reply but would not stirT4
At our entreaty less from want of powerT4
Than apprehension and bewildering thoughtsQ
-
So was he lifted gently from the groundL3
And with their freight homeward the shepherds movedL3
Through the dull mist I following when a step
A single step that freed me from the skirtsQ
Of the blind vapour opened to my viewL3
Glory beyond all glory ever seenP3
By waking sense or by the dreaming soul
The appearance instantaneously disclosedL3
Was of a mighty city boldly sayL3
A wilderness of building sinking farT4
And self withdrawn into a boundless depth
Far sinking into splendour without endL3
Fabric it seemed of diamond and of goldL3
With alabaster domes and silver spiresQ
And blazing terrace upon terrace highT4
Uplifted here serene pavilions brightL3
In avenues disposed there towers begirtL3
With battlements that on their restless frontsQ
Bore stars illumination of all gemsQ
By earthly nature had the effect been wroughtL3
Upon the dark materials of the storm
Now pacified on them and on the covesQ
And mountain steeps and summits whereuntoL3
The vapours had receded taking thereT4
Their station under a cerulean skyT4
Oh 'twas an unimaginable sightL3
Clouds mists streams watery rocks and emerald turfK3
Clouds of all tincture rocks and sapphire skyT4
Confused commingled mutually inflamedL3
Molten together and composing thusQ
Each lost in each that marvellous arrayL3
Of temple palace citadel and huge
Fantastic pomp of structure without nameY4
In fleecy folds voluminous enwrappedL3
Right in the midst where interspace appearedL3
Of open court an object like a throneP3
Under a shining canopy of stateL3
Stood fixed and fixed resemblances were seenP3
To implements of ordinary useQ
But vast in size in substance glorifiedL3
Such as by Hebrew Prophets were beheldL3
In vision forms uncouth of mightiest powerT4
For admiration and mysterious awe
This little Vale a dwelling place of ManP3
Lay low beneath my feet 'twas visibleI
I saw not but I felt that it was thereT4
That which I 'saw' was the revealed abodeL3
Of Spirits in beatitude my heartL3
Swelled in my breast 'I have been dead ' I criedL3
'And now I live Oh wherefore 'do' I live '-
And with that pang I prayed to be no moreT4
But I forget our Charge as utterlyL3
I then forgot him there I stood and gazedL3
The apparition faded not awayL3
And I descendedL3
Having reached the houseQ
I found its rescued inmate safely lodgedL3
And in serene possession of himselfK3
Beside a fire whose genial warmth seemed metL3
By a faint shining from the heart a gleamJ2
Of comfort spread over his pallid faceQ
Great show of joy the housewife made and trulyL3
Was glad to find her conscience set at easeQ
And not less glad for sake of her good nameY4
That the poor Sufferer had escaped with lifeK3
But though he seemed at first to have receivedL3
No harm and uncomplaining as beforeT4
Went through his usual tasks a silent change
Soon showed itself he lingered three short weeksQ
And from the cottage hath been borne to dayL3
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So ends my dolorous tale and glad I am
That it is ended At these words he turnedL3
And with blithe air of open fellowship
Brought from the cupboard wine and stouter cheerT4
Like one who would be merry Seeing thisQ
My grey haired Friend said courteously Nay nayL3
You have regaled us as a hermit oughtL3
Now let us forth into the sun Our HostL3
Rose though reluctantly and forth we wentL3

William Wordsworth



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