The Excursion - Book Seventh - The Churchyard Among The Mountains - (continued) Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

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While thus from theme to theme the Historian passedA
The words he uttered and the scene that layB
Before our eyes awakened in my mindC
Vivid remembrance of those long past hoursD
When in the hollow of some shadowy valeE
What time the splendour of the setting sunF
Lay beautiful on Snowdon's sovereign browG
On Cader Idris or huge PenmanmaurG
A wandering Youth I listened with delightH
To pastoral melody or warlike airG
Drawn from the chords of the ancient British harpI
By some accomplished Master while he sateJ
Amid the quiet of the green recessK
And there did inexhaustibly dispenseL
An interchange of soft or solemn tunesM
Tender or blithe now as the varying moodN
Of his own spirit urged now as a voiceO
From youth or maiden or some honoured chiefP
Of his compatriot villagers that hungQ
Around him drinking in the impassioned notesR
Of the time hallowed minstrelsy requiredS
For their heart's ease or pleasure Strains of powerG
Were they to seize and occupy the senseL
But to a higher mark than song can reachT
Rose this pure eloquence And when the streamU
Which overflowed the soul was passed awayB
A consciousness remained that it had leftV
Deposited upon the silent shoreG
Of memory images and precious thoughtsW
That shall not die and cannot be destroyedX
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These grassy heaps lie amicably closeY
Said I like surges heaving in the windC
Along the surface of a mountain poolZ
Whence comes it then that yonder we beholdA2
Five graves and only five that rise togetherG
Unsociably sequestered and encroachingB2
On the smooth playground of the village schoolZ
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The Vicar answered No disdainful prideC2
In them who rest beneath nor any courseD2
Of strange or tragic accident hath helpedE2
To place those hillocks in that lonely guiseF2
Once more look forth and follow with your sightH
The length of road that from yon mountain's baseG2
Through bare enclosures stretches 'till its lineH2
Is lost within a little tuft of treesI2
Then reappearing in a moment quitsJ2
The cultured fields and up the heathy wasteK2
Mounts as you see in mazes serpentineH2
Led towards an easy outlet of the valeE
That little shady spot that sylvan tuftL2
By which the road is hidden also hidesM2
A cottage from our view though I discernN2
Ye scarcely can amid its sheltering treesI2
The smokeless chimney topO2
All unemboweredL2
And naked stood that lowly ParsonageP2
For such in truth it is and appertainsI2
To a small Chapel in the vale beyondL2
When hither came its last InhabitantL2
Rough and forbidding were the choicest roadsI2
By which our northern wilds could then be crossedL2
And into most of these secluded valesI2
Was no access for wain heavy or lightL2
So at his dwelling place the Priest arrivedL2
With store of household goods in panniers slungQ
On sturdy horses graced with jingling bellsI2
And on the back of more ignoble beastL2
That with like burthen of effects most prizedL2
Or easiest carried closed the motley trainQ2
Young was I then a schoolboy of eight yearsI2
But still methinks I see them as they passedL2
In order drawing toward their wished for homeR2
Rocked by the motion of a trusty assI2
Two ruddy children hung a well poised freightL2
Each in his basket nodding drowsilyE
Their bonnets I remember wreathed with flowersI2
Which told it was the pleasant month of JuneS2
And close behind the comely Matron rodeL2
A woman of soft speech and gracious smileE
And with a lady's mien From far they cameT2
Even from Northumbrian hills yet theirs had beenU2
A merry journey rich in pastime cheeredL2
By music prank and laughter stirring jestL2
And freak put on and arch word dropped to swellE
The cloud of fancy and uncouth surmiseI2
That gathered round the slowly moving trainQ2
'Whence do they come and with what errand chargedL2
'Belong they to the fortune telling tribeV2
'Who pitch their tents under the greenwood treeG
'Or Strollers are they furnished to enactL2
'Fair Rosamond and the Children of the WoodL2
'And by that whiskered tabby's aid set forthW2
'The lucky venture of sage WhittingtonF
'When the next village hears the show announcedL2
'By blast of trumpet ' Plenteous was the growthX2
Of such conjectures overheard or seenY2
On many a staring countenance portrayedL2
Of boor or burgher as they marched alongZ2
And more than once their steadiness of faceI2
Was put to proof and exercise suppliedL2
To their inventive humour by stern looksI2
And questions in authoritative toneA3
From some staid guardian of the public peaceI2
Checking the sober steed on which he rodeL2
In his suspicious wisdom oftener stillE
By notice indirect or blunt demandL2
From traveller halting in his own despiteL2
A simple curiosity to easeI2
Of which adventures that beguiled and cheeredL2
Their grave migration the good pair would tellE
With undiminished glee in hoary ageB3
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A Priest he was by function but his courseI2
From his youth up and high as manhood's noonS2
The hour of life to which he then was broughtL2
Had been irregular I might say wildL2
By books unsteadied by his pastoral careG
Too little checked An active ardent mindL2
A fancy pregnant with resource and schemeU
To cheat the sadness of a rainy dayL2
Hands apt for all ingenious arts and gamesI2
A generous spirit and a body strongZ2
To cope with stoutest champions of the bowlE
Had earned for him sure welcome and the rightsI2
Of a prized visitant in the jolly hallE
Of country 'squire or at the statelier boardL2
Of duke or earl from scenes of courtly pompC3
Withdrawn to while away the summer hoursI2
In condescension among rural guestsI2
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With these high comrades he had revelled longZ2
Frolicked industriously a simple ClerkD3
By hopes of coming patronage beguiledL2
Till the heart sickened So each loftier aimT2
Abandoning and all his showy friendsI2
For a life's stay slender it was but sureG
He turned to this secluded chapelryG
That had been offered to his doubtful choiceI2
By an unthought of patron Bleak and bareG
They found the cottage their allotted homeR2
Naked without and rude within a spotL2
With which the Cure not long had been endowedL2
And far remote the chapel stood remoteL2
And from his Dwelling unapproachableE
Save through a gap high in the hills an openingB2
Shadeless and shelterless by driving showersI2
Frequented and beset with howling windsI2
Yet cause was none whate'er regret might hangE3
On his own mind to quarrel with the choiceI2
Or the necessity that fixed him hereG
Apart from old temptations and constrainedL2
To punctual labour in his sacred chargeF3
See him a constant preacher to the poorG
And visiting though not with saintly zealE
Yet when need was with no reluctant willE
The sick in body or distrest in mindL2
And by a salutary change compelledL2
To rise from timely sleep and meet the dayL2
With no engagement in his thoughts more proudL2
Or splendid than his garden could affordL2
His fields or mountains by the heath cock rangedL2
Or the wild brooks from which he now returnedL2
Contented to partake the quiet mealE
Of his own board where sat his gentle MateL2
And three fair Children plentifully fedL2
Though simply from their little household farmG3
Nor wanted timely treat of fish or fowlE
By nature yielded to his practised handL2
To help the small but certain comings inU2
Of that spare benefice Yet not the lessI2
Theirs was a hospitable board and theirsI2
A charitable doorG
So days and yearsI2
Passed on the inside of that rugged houseI2
Was trimmed and brightened by the Matron's careG
And gradually enriched with things of priceI2
Which might be lacked for use or ornamentL2
What though no soft and costly sofa thereG
Insidiously stretched out its lazy lengthH3
And no vain mirror glittered upon the wallsI2
Yet were the windows of the low abodeL2
By shutters weather fended which at onceI2
Repelled the storm and deadened its loud roarG
There snow white curtains hung in decent foldsI2
Tough moss and long enduring mountain plantsI2
That creep along the ground with sinuous trailE
Were nicely braided and composed a workD3
Like Indian mats that with appropriate graceI2
Lay at the threshold and the inner doorsI2
And a fair carpet woven of homespun woolE
But tinctured daintily with florid huesI2
For seemliness and warmth on festal daysI2
Covered the smooth blue slabs of mountain stoneA3
With which the parlour floor in simplest guiseI2
Of pastoral homesteads had been long inlaidL2
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Those pleasing works the Housewife's skill producedL2
Meanwhile the unsedentary Master's handL2
Was busier with his task to rid to plantL2
To rear for food for shelter and delightL2
A thriving covert And when wishes formedL2
In youth and sanctioned by the riper mindL2
Restored me to my native valley hereG
To end my days well pleased was I to seeG
The once bare cottage on the mountainsideL2
Screened from assault of every bitter blastL2
While the dark shadows of the summer leavesI2
Danced in the breeze chequering its mossy roofI3
Time which had thus afforded willing helpJ3
To beautify with nature's fairest growthsI2
This rustic tenement had gently shedL2
Upon its Master's frame a wintry graceI2
The comeliness of unenfeebled ageB3
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But how could I say gently for he stillE
Retained a flashing eye a burning palmK3
A stirring foot a head which beat at nightsI2
Upon its pillow with a thousand schemesI2
Few likings had he dropped few pleasures lostL2
Generous and charitable prompt to serveL3
And still his harsher passions kept their holdL2
Anger and indignation Still he lovedL2
The sound of titled names and talked in gleeG
Of long past banquetings with high born friendsI2
Then from those lulling fits of vain delightL2
Uproused by recollected injury railedL2
At their false ways disdainfully and oftL2
In bitterness and with a threatening eyeM3
Of fire incensed beneath its hoary browG
Those transports with staid looks of pure good willE
And with soft smile his consort would reproveL3
She far behind him in the race of yearsI2
Yet keeping her first mildness was advancedL2
Far nearer in the habit of her soulE
To that still region whither all are boundL2
Him might we liken to the setting sunF
As seen not seldom on some gusty dayL2
Struggling and bold and shining from the westL2
With an inconstant and unmellowed lightL2
She was a soft attendant cloud that hungQ
As if with wish to veil the restless orbN3
From which it did itself imbibe a rayL2
Of pleasing lustre But no more of thisI2
I better love to sprinkle on the sodL2
That now divides the pair or rather sayL2
That still unites them praises like heaven's dewL2
Without reserve descending upon bothX2
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Our very first in eminence of yearsI2
This old Man stood the patriarch of the ValeE
And to his unmolested mansion deathO3
Had never come through space of forty yearsI2
Sparing both old and young in that abodeL2
Suddenly then they disappeared not twiceI2
Had summer scorched the fields not twice had fallenF
On those high peaks the first autumnal snowP3
Before the greedy visiting was closedL2
And the long privileged house left empty sweptL2
As by a plague Yet no rapacious plagueQ3
Had been among them all was gentle deathO3
One after one with intervals of peaceI2
A happy consummation an accordL2
Sweet perfect to be wished for save that hereG
Was something which to mortal sense might soundL2
Like harshness that the old grey headed SireG
The oldest he was taken last survivedL2
When the meek Partner of his age his SonF
His Daughter and that late and high prized giftL2
His little smiling Grandchild were no moreG
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'All gone all vanished he deprived and bareG
'How will he face the remnant of his lifeL3
'What will become of him ' we said and musedL2
In sad conjectures 'Shall we meet him nowG
'Haunting with rod and line the craggy brooksI2
'Or shall we overhear him as we passI2
'Striving to entertain the lonely hoursI2
'With music ' for he had not ceased to touchR3
The harp or viol which himself had framedL2
For their sweet purposes with perfect skillE
'What titles will he keep will he remainQ2
'Musician gardener builder mechanistL2
'A planter and a rearer from the seedL2
'A man of hope and forward looking mindL2
'Even to the last ' Such was he unsubduedL2
But Heaven was gracious yet a little whileE
And this Survivor with his cheerful throngZ2
Of open projects and his inward hoardL2
Of unsunned griefs too many and too keenY2
Was overcome by unexpected sleepS3
In one blest moment Like a shadow thrownA3
Softly and lightly from a passing cloudL2
Death fell upon him while reclined he layL2
For noontide solace on the summer grassI2
The warm lap of his mother earth and soP3
Their lenient term of separation pastL2
That family whose graves you there beholdL2
By yet a higher privilege once moreG
Were gathered to each otherG
Calm of mindL2
And silence waited on these closing wordsI2
Until the Wanderer whether moved by fearG
Lest in those passages of life were someT3
That might have touched the sick heart of his FriendL2
Too nearly or intent to reinforceI2
His own firm spirit in degree deprestL2
By tender sorrow for our mortal stateL2
Thus silence broke Behold a thoughtless ManU3
From vice and premature decay preservedL2
By useful habits to a fitter soilE
Transplanted ere too late The hermit lodgedL2
Amid the untrodden desert tells his beadsI2
With each repeating its allotted prayerG
And thus divides and thus relieves the timeV3
Smooth task with 'his' compared whose mind could stringB2
Not scantily bright minutes on the threadL2
Of keen domestic anguish and beguileE
A solitude unchosen unprofessedL2
Till gentlest death released himW3
Far from usI2
Be the desire too curiously to askX3
How much of this is but the blind resultL2
Of cordial spirits and vital temperamentL2
And what to higher powers is justly dueL2
But you Sir know that in a neighbouring valeE
A Priest abides before whose life such doubtsI2
Fall to the ground whose gifts of nature lieM3
Retired from notice lost in attributesI2
Of reason honourably effaced by debtsI2
Which her poor treasure house is content to oweP3
And conquest over her dominion gainedL2
To which her frowardness must needs submitL2
In this one Man is shown a temperance proofL3
Against all trials industry severeG
And constant as the motion of the dayL2
Stern self denial round him spread with shadeL2
That might be deemed forbidding did not thereG
All generous feelings flourish and rejoiceI2
Forbearance charity in deed and thoughtL2
And resolution competent to takeY3
Out of the bosom of simplicityL2
All that her holy customs recommendL2
And the best ages of the world prescribeV2
Preaching administering in every workD3
Of his sublime vocation in the walksI2
Of worldly intercourse between man and manU3
And in his humble dwelling he appearsI2
A labourer with moral virtue girtL2
With spiritual graces like a glory crownedL2
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Doubt can be none the Pastor said for whomZ3
This portraiture is sketched The great the goodL2
The well beloved the fortunate the wiseI2
These titles emperors and chiefs have borneA4
Honour assumed or given and him the WONDERFULE
Our simple shepherds speaking from the heartL2
Deservedly have styled From his abodeL2
In a dependent chapelry that liesI2
Behind yon hill a poor and rugged wildL2
Which in his soul he lovingly embracedL2
And having once espoused would never quitL2
Into its graveyard will ere long be borneA4
That lowly great good Man A simple stoneA3
May cover him and by its help perchanceI2
A century shall hear his name pronouncedL2
With images attendant on the soundL2
Then shall the slowly gathering twilight closeI2
In utter night and of his course remainQ2
No cognizable vestiges no moreG
Than of this breath which shapes itself in wordsI2
To speak of him and instantly dissolvesI2
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The Pastor pressed by thoughts which round his themeU
Still lingered after a brief pause resumedL2
Noise is there not enough in doleful warG
But that the heaven born poet must stand forthW2
And lend the echoes of his sacred shellE
To multiply and aggravate the dinU2
Pangs are there not enough in hopeless loveL3
And in requited passion all too muchR3
Of turbulence anxiety and fearG
But that the minstrel of the rural shadeL2
Must tune his pipe insidiously to nurseI2
The perturbation in the suffering breastL2
And propagate its kind far as he mayL2
Ah who and with such rapture as befitsI2
The hallowed theme will rise and celebrateL2
The good man's purposes and deeds retraceI2
His struggles his discomfitures deploreG
His triumphs hail and glorify his endL2
That virtue like the fumes and vapoury cloudsI2
Through fancy's heat redounding in the brainQ2
And like the soft infections of the heartL2
By charm of measured words may spread o'er fieldL2
Hamlet and town and piety surviveL3
Upon the lips of men in hall or bowerG
Not for reproof but high and warm delightL2
And grave encouragement by song inspiredL2
Vain thought but wherefore murmur or repineQ2
The memory of the just survives in heavenQ2
And without sorrow will the ground receiveL3
That venerable clay Meanwhile the bestL2
Of what lies here confines us to degreesI2
In excellence less difficult to reachT
And milder worth nor need we travel farG
From those to whom our last regards were paidL2
For such exampleE
Almost at the rootL2
Of that tall pine the shadow of whose bareG
And slender stem while here I sit at eveL3
Oft stretches towards me like a long straight pathB4
Traced faintly in the greensward there beneathC4
A plain blue stone a gentle Dalesman liesI2
From whom in early childhood was withdrawnQ2
The precious gift of hearing He grew upD4
From year to year in loneliness of soulE
And this deep mountain valley was to himW3
Soundless with all its streams The bird of dawnQ2
Did never rouse this Cottager from sleepS3
With startling summons not for his delightL2
The vernal cuckoo shouted not for himW3
Murmured the labouring bee When stormy windsI2
Were working the broad bosom of the lakeY3
Into a thousand thousand sparkling wavesI2
Rocking the trees or driving cloud on cloudL2
Along the sharp edge of yon lofty cragsI2
The agitated scene before his eyeM3
Was silent as a picture evermoreG
Were all things silent wheresoe'er he movedL2
Yet by the solace of his own pure thoughtsI2
Upheld he duteously pursued the roundL2
Of rural labours the steep mountain sideL2
Ascended with his staff and faithful dogE4
The plough he guided and the scythe he swayedL2
And the ripe corn before his sickle fellE
Among the jocund reapers For himselfL3
All watchful and industrious as he wasI2
He wrought not neither field nor flock he ownedL2
No wish for wealth had place within his mindL2
Nor husband's love nor father's hope or careG
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Though born a younger brother need was noneQ2
That from the floor of his paternal homeR2
He should depart to plant himself anewQ2
And when mature in manhood he beheldL2
His parents laid in earth no loss ensuedL2
Of rights to him but he remained well pleasedL2
By the pure bond of independent loveL3
An inmate of a second familyL2
The fellow labourer and friend of himW3
To whom the small inheritance had fallenQ2
Nor deem that his mild presence was a weightL2
That pressed upon his brother's house for booksI2
Were ready comrades whom he could not tireG
Of whose society the blameless ManQ2
Was never satiate Their familiar voiceI2
Even to old age with unabated charmG3
Beguiled his leisure hours refreshed his thoughtsI2
Beyond its natural elevation raisedL2
His introverted spirit and bestowedL2
Upon his life an outward dignityL2
Which all acknowledged The dark winter nightL2
The stormy day each had its own resourceI2
Song of the muses sage historic taleE
Science severe or word of holy WritL2
Announcing immortality and joyF4
To the assembled spirits of just menQ2
Made perfect and from injury secureG
Thus soothed at home thus busy in the fieldL2
To no perverse suspicion he gave wayL2
No languor peevishness nor vain complaintL2
And they who were about him did not failE
In reverence or in courtesy they prizedL2
His gentle manners and his peaceful smilesI2
The gleams of his slow varying countenanceI2
Were met with answering sympathy and loveL3
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At length when sixty years and five were toldL2
A slow disease insensibly consumedL2
The powers of nature and a few short stepsI2
Of friends and kindred bore him from his homeR2
Yon cottage shaded by the woody cragsI2
To the profounder stillness of the graveL3
Nor was his funeral denied the graceI2
Of many tears virtuous and thoughtful griefL3
Heart sorrow rendered sweet by gratitudeL2
And now that monumental stone preservesI2
His name and unambitiously relatesI2
How long and by what kindly outward aidsI2
And in what pure contentedness of mindL2
The sad privation was by him enduredL2
And yon tall pine tree whose composing soundL2
Was wasted on the good Man's living earG
Hath now its own peculiar sanctityL2
And at the touch of every wandering breezeI2
Murmurs not idly o'er his peaceful graveL3
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Soul cheering Light most bountiful of thingsI2
Guide of our way mysterious comforterG
Whose sacred influence spread through earth and heavenQ2
We all too thanklessly participateL2
Thy gifts were utterly withheld from himW3
Whose place of rest is near yon ivied porchG4
Yet of the wild brooks ask if he complainedL2
Ask of the channelled rivers if they heldL2
A safer easier more determined courseI2
What terror doth it strike into the mindL2
To think of one blind and alone advancingB2
Straight toward some precipice's airy brinkH4
But timely warned 'He' would have stayed his stepsI2
Protected say enlightened by his earG
And on the very edge of vacancyL2
Not more endangered than a man whose eyeM3
Beholds the gulf beneath No floweret bloomsI2
Throughout the lofty range of these rough hillsI2
Nor in the woods that could from him concealE
Its birth place none whose figure did not liveL3
Upon his touch The bowels of the earthI4
Enriched with knowledge his industrious mindL2
The ocean paid him tribute from the storesI2
Lodged in her bosom and by science ledL2
His genius mounted to the plains of heavenQ2
Methinks I see him how his eye balls rolledL2
Beneath his ample brow in darkness pairedL2
But each instinct with spirit and the frameT2
Of the whole countenance alive with thoughtL2
Fancy and understanding while the voiceI2
Discoursed of natural or moral truthJ4
With eloquence and such authentic powerG
That in his presence humbler knowledge stoodL2
Abashed and tender pity overawedL2
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A noble and to unreflecting mindsI2
A marvellous spectacle the Wanderer saidL2
Beings like these present But proof aboundsI2
Upon the earth that faculties which seemU
Extinguished do not 'therefore' cease to beL2
And to the mind among her powers of senseI2
This transfer is permitted not aloneQ2
That the bereft their recompense may winQ2
But for remoter purposes of loveL3
And charity nor last nor least for thisI2
That to the imagination may be givenQ2
A type and shadow of an awful truthJ4
How likewise under sufferance divineQ2
Darkness is banished from the realms of deathO3
By man's imperishable spirit quelledL2
Unto the men who see not as we seeL2
Futurity was thought in ancient timesI2
To be laid open and they prophesiedL2
And know we not that from the blind have flowedL2
The highest holiest raptures of the lyreG
And wisdom married to immortal verseI2
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Among the humbler Worthies at our feetL2
Lying insensible to human praiseI2
Love or regret 'whose' lineaments would nextL2
Have been portrayed I guess not but it chancedL2
That near the quiet churchyard where we sateL2
A team of horses with a ponderous freightL2
Pressing behind adown a rugged slopeK4
Whose sharp descent confounded their arrayL2
Came at that moment ringing noisilyL2
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Here said the Pastor do we muse and mournQ2
The waste of death and lo the giant oakL4
Stretched on his bier that massy timber wainQ2
Nor fail to note the Man who guides the teamU
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He was a peasant of the lowest classI2
Grey locks profusely round his temples hungQ
In clustering curls like ivy which the biteL2
Of winter cannot thin the fresh air lodgedL2
Within his cheek as light within a cloudL2
And he returned our greeting with a smileE
When he had passed the Solitary spakeY3
A Man he seems of cheerful yesterdaysI2
And confident to morrows with a faceI2
Not worldly minded for it bears too muchR3
Of Nature's impress gaiety and healthM4
Freedom and hope but keen withal and shrewdL2
His gestures note and hark his tones of voiceI2
Are all vivacious as his mien and looksI2
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The Pastor answered You have read him wellE
Year after year is added to his storeG
With 'silent' increase summers winters pastL2
Past or to come yea boldly might I sayL2
Ten summers and ten winters of a spaceI2
That lies beyond life's ordinary boundsI2
Upon his sprightly vigour cannot fixI2
The obligation of an anxious mindL2
A pride in having or a fear to loseI2
Possessed like outskirts of some large domainQ2
By any one more thought of than by himW3
Who holds the land in fee its careless lordL2
Yet is the creature rational endowedL2
With foresight hears too every sabbath dayL2
The christian promise with attentive earG
Nor will I trust the Majesty of HeavenQ2
Reject the incense offered up by himW3
Though of the kind which beasts and birds presentL2
In grove or pasture cheerfulness of soulE
From trepidation and repining freeL2
How many scrupulous worshippers fall downQ2
Upon their knees and daily homage payL2
Less worthy less religious even than hisI2
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This qualified respect the old Man's dueL2
Is paid without reluctance but in truthJ4
Said the good Vicar with a fond half smileE
I feel at times a motion of despiteL2
Towards one whose bold contrivances and skillE
As you have seen bear such conspicuous partL2
In works of havoc taking from these valesI2
One after one their proudest ornamentsI2
Full oft his doings leave me to deploreG
Tall ash tree sown by winds by vapours nursedL2
In the dry crannies of the pendent rocksI2
Light birch aloft upon the horizon's edgeN4
A veil of glory for the ascending moonQ2
And oak whose roots by noontide dew were dampedL2
And on whose forehead inaccessibleE
The raven lodged in safety Many a shipO4
Launched into Morecamb bay to 'him' hath owedL2
Her strong knee timbers and the mast that bearsI2
The loftiest of her pendants He from parkP4
Or forest fetched the enormous axle treeL2
That whirls how slow itself ten thousand spindlesI2
And the vast engine labouring in the mineQ2
Content with meaner prowess must have lackedL2
The trunk and body of its marvellous strengthH3
If his undaunted enterprise had failedL2
Among the mountain covesI2
Yon household firG
A guardian planted to fence off the blastL2
But towering high the roof above as ifL3
Its humble destination were forgotL2
That sycamore which annually holdsI2
Within its shade as in a stately tentL2
On all sides open to the fanning breezeI2
A grave assemblage seated while they shearG
The fleece encumbered flock the JOYFUL ELMQ4
Around whose trunk the maidens dance in MayL2
And the LORD'S OAK would plead their several rightsI2
In vain if he were master of their fateL2
His sentence to the axe would doom them allE
But green in age and lusty as he isI2
And promising to keep his hold on earthI4
Less as might seem in rivalship with menQ2
Than with the forest's more enduring growthX2
His own appointed hour will come at lastL2
And like the haughty Spoilers of the worldL2
This keen Destroyer in his turn must fallE
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Now from the living pass we once againQ2
From Age the Priest continued turn your thoughtsI2
From Age that often unlamented dropsI2
And mark that daisied hillock three spans longZ2
Seven lusty Sons sate daily round the boardL2
Of Gold rill side and when the hope had ceasedL2
Of other progeny a Daughter thenQ2
Was given the crowning bounty of the wholeE
And so acknowledged with a tremulous joyF4
Felt to the centre of that heavenly calmK3
With which by nature every mother's soulE
Is stricken in the moment when her throesI2
Are ended and her ears have heard the cryM3
Which tells her that a living child is bornQ2
And she lies conscious in a blissful restL2
That the dread storm is weathered by them bothX2
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The Father him at this unlooked for giftL2
A bolder transport seizes From the sideL2
Of his bright hearth and from his open doorG
Day after day the gladness is diffusedL2
To all that come almost to all that passI2
Invited summoned to partake the cheerG
Spread on the never empty board and drinkH4
Health and good wishes to his new born girlE
From cups replenished by his joyous handL2
Those seven fair brothers variously were movedL2
Each by the thoughts best suited to his yearsI2
But most of all and with most thankful mindL2
The hoary grandsire felt himself enrichedL2
A happiness that ebbed not but remainedL2
To fill the total measure of his soulE
From the low tenement his own abodeL2
Whither as to a little private cellE
He had withdrawn from bustle care and noiseI2
To spend the sabbath of old age in peaceI2
Once every day he duteously repairedL2
To rock the cradle of the slumbering babeR4
For in that female infant's name he heardL2
The silent name of his departed wifeL3
Heart stirring music hourly heard that nameT2
Full blest he was 'Another Margaret Green '-
Oft did he say 'was come to Gold rill side '-
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Oh pang unthought of as the precious boonQ2
Itself had been unlooked for oh dire strokeL4
Of desolating anguish for them allE
Just as the Child could totter on the floorG
And by some friendly finger's help up stayedL2
Range round the garden walk while she perchanceI2
Was catching at some novelty of springB2
Ground flower or glossy insect from its cellE
Drawn by the sunshine at that hopeful seasonQ2
The winds of March smiting insidiouslyE
Raised in the tender passage of the throatL2
Viewless obstruction whence all unforewarnedL2
The household lost their pride and soul's delightL2
But time hath power to soften all regretsI2
And prayer and thought can bring to worst distressI2
Due resignation Therefore though some tearsI2
Fail not to spring from either Parent's eyeM3
Oft as they hear of sorrow like their ownQ2
Yet this departed Little one too longZ2
The innocent troubler of their quiet sleepsI2
In what may now be called a peaceful bedL2
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On a bright day so calm and bright it seemedL2
To us with our sad spirits heavenly fairG
These mountains echoed to an unknown soundL2
A volley thrice repeated o'er the CorseI2
Let down into the hollow of that graveL3
Whose shelving sides are red with naked mouldL2
Ye rains of April duly wet this earthI4
Spare burning sun of midsummer these sodsI2
That they may knit together and therewithI4
Our thoughts unite in kindred quietnessI2
Nor so the Valley shall forget her lossI2
Dear Youth by young and old alike belovedL2
To me as precious as my own Green herbsI2
May creep I wish that they would softly creepS3
Over thy last abode and we may passI2
Reminded less imperiously of theeI4
The ridge itself may sink into the breastL2
Of earth the great abyss and be no moreG
Yet shall not thy remembrance leave our heartsI2
Thy image disappearG
The Mountain ashS4
No eye can overlook when 'mid a groveL3
Of yet unfaded trees she lifts her headL2
Decked with autumnal berries that outshineQ2
Spring's richest blossoms and ye may have markedL2
By a brook side or solitary tarnQ2
How she her station doth adorn the poolE
Glows at her feet and all the gloomy rocksI2
Are brightened round her In his native valeE
Such and so glorious did this Youth appearG
A sight that kindled pleasure in all heartsI2
By his ingenuous beauty by the gleamU
Of his fair eyes by his capacious browG
By all the graces with which nature's handL2
Had lavishly arrayed him As old bardsI2
Tell in their idle songs of wandering godsI2
Pan or Apollo veiled in human formT4
Yet like the sweet breathed violet of the shadeL2
Discovered in their own despite to senseI2
Of mortals if such fables without blameT2
May find chance mention on this sacred groundL2
So through a simple rustic garb's disguiseI2
And through the impediment of rural caresI2
In him revealed a scholar's genius shoneQ2
And so not wholly hidden from men's sightL2
In him the spirit of a hero walkedL2
Our unpretending valley How the quoitL2
Whizzed from the Stripling's arm If touched by himW3
The inglorious foot ball mounted to the pitchU4
Of the lark's flight or shaped a rainbow curveL3
Aloft in prospect of the shouting fieldL2
The indefatigable fox had learnedL2
To dread his perseverance in the chaseI2
With admiration would he lift his eyesI2
To the wide ruling eagle and his handL2
Was loth to assault the majesty he lovedL2
Else had the strongest fastnesses proved weakV4
To guard the royal brood The sailing gleadL2
The wheeling swallow and the darting snipeW4
The sportive sea gull dancing with the wavesI2
And cautious water fowl from distant climesI2
Fixed at their seat the centre of the MereG
Were subject to young Oswald's steady aimT2
And lived by his forbearanceI2
From the coastL2
Of France a boastful Tyrant hurled his threatsI2
Our Country marked the preparation vastL2
Of hostile forces and she called with voiceI2
That filled her plains that reached her utmost shoresI2
And in remotest vales was heard to armsI2
Then for the first time here you might have seenQ2
The shepherd's grey to martial scarlet changedL2
That flashed uncouthly through the woods and fieldsI2
Ten hardy Striplings all in bright attireG
And graced with shining weapons weekly marchedL2
From this lone valley to a central spotL2
Where in assemblage with the flower and choiceI2
Of the surrounding district they might learnQ2
The rudiments of war ten hardy strongZ2
And valiant but young Oswald like a chiefL3
And yet a modest comrade led them forthI4
From their shy solitude to face the worldL2
With a gay confidence and seemly prideL2
Measuring the soil beneath their happy feetL2
Like Youths released from labour and yet boundL2
To most laborious service though to themX4
A festival of unencumbered easeI2
The inner spirit keeping holidayL2
Like vernal ground to sabbath sunshine leftL2
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Oft have I marked him at some leisure hourG
Stretched on the grass or seated in the shadeL2
Among his fellows while an ample mapY4
Before their eyes lay carefully outspreadL2
From which the gallant teacher would discourseI2
Now pointing this way and now that 'Here flows '-
Thus would he say 'the Rhine that famous streamU
'Eastward the Danube toward this inland seaI2
'A mightier river winds from realm to realmQ4
'And like a serpent shows his glittering backZ4
'Bespotted with innumerable islesI2
'Here reigns the Russian there the Turk observeL3
'His capital city ' Thence along a tractL2
Of livelier interest to his hopes and fearsI2
His finger moved distinguishing the spotsI2
Where wide spread conflict then most fiercely ragedL2
Nor left unstigmatized those fatal fieldsI2
On which the sons of mighty GermanyI2
Were taught a base submission 'Here beholdL2
'A nobler race the Switzers and their landL2
'Vales deeper far than these of ours huge woodsI2
'And mountains white with everlasting snow '-
And surely he that spake with kindling browG
Was a true patriot hopeful as the bestL2
Of that young peasantry who in our daysI2
Have fought and perished for Helvetia's rightsI2
Ah not in vain or those who in old timeV3
For work of happier issue to the sideL2
Of Tell came trooping from a thousand hutsI2
When he had risen alone No braver YouthI4
Descended from Judean heights to march
With righteous Joshua nor appeared in armsI2
When grove was felled and altar was cast downQ2
And Gideon blew the trumpet soul inflamedL2
And strong in hatred of idolatryI2
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The Pastor even as if by these last wordsI2
Raised from his seat within the chosen shadeL2
Moved toward the grave instinctively his stepsI2
We followed and my voice with joy exclaimedL2
Power to the Oppressors of the world is givenQ2
A might of which they dream not Oh the curseI2
To be the awakener of divinest thoughtsI2
Father and founder of exalted deedsI2
And to whole nations bound in servile straitsI2
The liberal donor of capacitiesI2
More than heroic this to be nor yetL2
Have sense of one connatural wish nor yetL2
Deserve the least return of human thanksI2
Winning no recompense but deadly hateL2
With pity mixed astonishment with scornQ2
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When this involuntary strain had ceasedL2
The Pastor said So Providence is servedL2
The forked weapon of the skies can sendL2
Illumination into deep dark holdsI2
Which the mild sunbeam hath not power to pierceI2
Ye Thrones that have defied remorse and castL2
Pity away soon shall ye quake with 'fear'I2
For not unconscious of the mighty debtL2
Which to outrageous wrong the sufferer owesI2
Europe through all her habitable boundsI2
Is thirsting for 'their' overthrow who yetL2
Survive as pagan temples stood of yoreI2
By horror of their impious rites preservedL2
Are still permitted to extend their prideL2
Like cedars on the top of LebanonQ2
Darkening the sunQ2
But less impatient thoughtsI2
And love 'all hoping and expecting all '-
This hallowed grave demands where rests in peaceI2
A humble champion of the better causeI2
A Peasant youth so call him for he askedL2
No higher name in whom our country showedL2
As in a favourite son most beautifulE
In spite of vice and misery and diseaseI2
Spread with the spreading of her wealthy artsI2
England the ancient and the free appearedL2
In him to stand before my swimming eyesI2
Unconquerably virtuous and secureI2
No more of this lest I offend his dustL2
Short was his life and a brief tale remainsI2
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One day a summer's day of annual pompC3
And solemn chase from morn to sultry noonQ2
His steps had followed fleetest of the fleetL2
The red deer driven along its native heightsI2
With cry of hound and horn and from that toilE
Returned with sinews weakened and relaxedL2
This generous Youth too negligent of selfL3
Plunged 'mid a gay and busy throng convenedL2
To wash the fleeces of his Father's flock
Into the chilling flood Convulsions direI2
Seized him that self same night and through the spaceI2
Of twelve ensuing days his frame was wrenchedL2
Till nature rested from her work in deathI4
To him thus snatched away his comrades paidL2
A soldier's honours At his funeral hourI2
Bright was the sun the sky a cloudless blueE
A golden lustre slept upon the hillsI2
And if by chance a stranger wandering thereI2
From some commanding eminence had lookedL2
Down on this spot well pleased would he have seenQ2
A glittering spectacle but every faceI2
Was pallid seldom hath that eye been moistL2
With tears that wept not then nor were the fewE
Who from their dwellings came not forth to joinQ2
In this sad service less disturbed than weI2
They started at the tributary pealE
Of instantaneous thunder which announcedL2
Through the still air the closing of the GraveL3
And distant mountains echoed with a soundL2
Of lamentation never heard beforeI2
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The Pastor ceased My venerable FriendL2
Victoriously upraised his clear bright eyeM3
And when that eulogy was ended stoodL2
Enrapt as if his inward sense perceivedL2
The prolongation of some still responseI2
Sent by the ancient Soul of this wide landL2
The Spirit of its mountains and its seasI2
Its cities temples fields its awful powerI2
Its rights and virtues by that DeityI2
Descending and supporting his pure heartL2
With patriotic confidence and joyF4
And at the last of those memorial wordsI2
The pining Solitary turned asideL2
Whether through manly instinct to concealE
Tender emotions spreading from the heartL2
To his worn cheek or with uneasy shameT2
For those cold humours of habitual spleenQ2
That fondly seeking in dispraise of manQ2
Solace and self excuse had sometimes urgedL2
To self abuse a not ineloquent tongueQ
Right toward the sacred Edifice his stepsI2
Had been directed and we saw him nowG
Intent upon a monumental stoneQ2
Whose uncouth form was grafted on the wallE
Or rather seemed to have grown into the sideL2
Of the rude pile as oft times trunks of treesI2
Where nature works in wild and craggy spotsI2
Are seen incorporate with the living rock
To endure for aye The Vicar taking noteL2
Of his employment with a courteous smileE
ExclaimedL2
The sagest Antiquarian's eyeM3
That task would foil then letting fall his voiceI2
While he advanced thus spake Tradition tellsI2
That in Eliza's golden days a KnightL2
Came on a war horse sumptuously attiredL2
And fixed his home in this sequestered valeE
'Tis left untold if here he first drew breathI4
Or as a stranger reached this deep recessI2
Unknowing and unknown A pleasing thoughtL2
I sometimes entertain that haply boundL2
To Scotland's court in service of his QueenQ2
Or sent on mission to some northern ChiefL3
Of England's realm this vale he might have seenQ2
With transient observation and thence caughtL2
An image fair which brightening in his soulE
When joy of war and pride of chivalryI2
Languished beneath accumulated yearsI2
Had power to draw him from the world resolvedL2
To make that paradise his chosen homeR2
To which his peaceful fancy oft had turnedL2
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Vague thoughts are these but if belief may restL2
Upon unwritten story fondly tracedL2
From sire to son in this obscure retreatL2
The Knight arrived with spear and shield and borneQ2
Upon a Charger gorgeously bedeckedL2
With broidered housings And the lofty SteedL2
His sole companion and his faithful friendL2
Whom he in gratitude let loose to range
In fertile pastures was beheld with eyesI2
Of admiration and delightful awe
By those untravelled Dalesmen With less prideL2
Yet free from touch of envious discontentL2
They saw a mansion at his bidding riseI2
Like a bright star amid the lowly bandL2
Of their rude homesteads Here the Warrior dweltL2
And in that mansion children of his ownQ2
Or kindred gathered round him As a treeI2
That falls and disappears the house is goneQ2
And through improvidence or want of loveL3
For ancient worth and honourable thingsI2
The spear and shield are vanished which the KnightL2
Hung in his rustic hall One ivied arch
Myself have seen a gateway last remainsI2
Of that foundation in domestic careI2
Raised by his hands And now no trace is leftL2
Of the mild hearted Champion save this stoneQ2
Faithless memorial and his family nameT2
Borne by yon clustering cottages that sprangE3
From out the ruins of his stately lodge
These and the name and title at full lengthI4
'Sir Alfred Irthing' with appropriate wordsI2
Accompanied still extant in a wreathI4
Or posy girding round the several frontsI2
Of three clear sounding and harmonious bellsI2
That in the steeple hang his pious giftL2
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So fails so languishes grows dim and diesI2
The grey haired Wanderer pensively exclaimedL2
All that this world is proud of From their spheresI2
The stars of human glory are cast downQ2
Perish the roses and the flowers of kingsI2
Princes and emperors and the crowns and palmsI2
Of all the mighty withered and consumedL2
Nor is power given to lowliest innocenceI2
Long to protect her own The man himselfL3
Departs and soon is spent the line of thoseI2
Who in the bodily image in the mindL2
In heart or soul in station or pursuitL2
Did most resemble him Degrees and ranksI2
Fraternities and orders heaping highM3
New wealth upon the burthen of the oldL2
And placing trust in privilege confirmedL2
And re confirmed are scoffed at with a smileE
Of greedy foretaste from the secret standL2
Of Desolation aimed to slow declineQ2
These yield and these to sudden overthrowI2
Their virtue service happiness and stateL2
Expire and nature's pleasant robe of greenQ2
Humanity's appointed shroud enwrapsI2
Their monuments and their memory The vast FrameT2
Of social nature changes evermoreI2
Her organs and her members with decayL2
Restless and restless generation powersI2
And functions dying and produced at needL2
And by this law the mighty whole subsistsI2
With an ascent and progress in the mainQ2
Yet oh how disproportioned to the hopesI2
And expectations of self flattering mindsI2
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The courteous Knight whose bones are here interredL2
Lived in an age conspicuous as our ownQ2
For strife and ferment in the minds of menQ2
Whence alteration in the forms of thingsI2
Various and vast A memorable ageB3
Which did to him assign a pensive lotL2
To linger 'mid the last of those bright cloudsI2
That on the steady breeze of honour sailedL2
In long procession calm and beautifulE
He who had seen his own bright order fadeL2
And its devotion gradually declineQ2
While war relinquishing the lance and shieldL2
Her temper changed and bowed to other lawsI2
Had also witnessed in his morn of lifeL3
That violent commotion which o'erthrewI2
In town and city and sequestered glenQ2
Altar and cross and church of solemn roofL3
And old religious house pile after pileE
And shook their tenants out into the fieldsI2
Like wild beasts without home Their hour was comeT3
But why no softening thought of gratitudeL2
No just remembrance scruple or wise doubtL2
Benevolence is mild nor borrows helpJ3
Save at worst need from bold impetuous forceI2
Fitliest allied to anger and revenge
But Human kind rejoices in the mightL2
Of mutability and airy hopesI2
Dancing around her hinder and disturb
Those meditations of the soul that feedL2
The retrospective virtues Festive songsI2
Break from the maddened nations at the sightL2
Of sudden overthrow and cold neglectL2
Is the sure consequence of slow decayL2
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Even said the Wanderer as that courteous KnightL2
Bound by his vow to labour for redressI2
Of all who suffer wrong and to enactL2
By sword and lance the law of gentlenessI2
If I may venture of myself to speakV4
Trusting that not incongruously I blendL2
Low things with lofty I too shall be doomedL2
To outlive the kindly use and fair esteemU
Of the poor calling which my youth embracedL2
With no unworthy prospect But enoughL3
Thoughts crowd upon me and 'twere seemlier nowG
To stop and yield our gracious Teacher thanksI2
For the pathetic records which his voiceI2
Hath here delivered words of heartfelt truthI4
Tending to patience when affliction strikesI2
To hope and love to confident reposeI2
In God and reverence for the dust of ManQ2

William Wordsworth



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