The Fountain Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: AA B CDCD EFEF GHGH IJI KLKL MNMN OPOP QRMR OSOS TUTU VLVL WXWX YZYZ A2B2B C2D2C2D2 E2 E2 KF2KF2 G2IG2I

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A ConversationB
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We talked with open heart and tongueC
Affectionate and trueD
A pair of friends though I was youngC
And Matthew seventy twoD
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We lay beneath a spreading oakE
Beside a mossy seatF
And from the turf a fountain brokeE
And gurgled at our feetF
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Now Matthew ' said I let us matchG
This water's pleasant tuneH
With some old border song or catchG
That suits a summer's noonH
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Or of the church clock and the chimesI
Sing here beneath the shadeJ
That half mad thing of witty rhymesI
Which you last April made '-
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In silence Matthew lay and eyedK
The spring beneath the treeL
And thus the dear old man repliedK
The grey haired man of gleeL
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No check no stay this streamlet fearsM
How merrily it goesN
'Twill murmur on a thousand yearsM
And flow as now it flowsN
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And here on this delightful dayO
I cannot choose but thinkP
How oft a vigorous man I layO
Beside this fountain's brinkP
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My eyes are dim with childish tearsQ
My heart is idly stirredR
For the same sound is in my earsM
Which in those days I heardR
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Thus fares it still in our decayO
And yet the wiser mindS
Mourns less for what Age takes awayO
Than what it leaves behindS
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The blackbird amid leafy treesT
The lark above the hillU
Let loose their carols when they pleaseT
Are quiet when they willU
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With Nature never do they wageV
A foolish strife they seeL
A happy youth and their old ageV
Is beautiful and freeL
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But we are pressed by heavy lawsW
And often glad no moreX
We wear a face of joy becauseW
We have been glad of yoreX
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If there be one who need bemoanY
His kindred laid in earthZ
The household hearts that were his ownY
It is the man of mirthZ
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My days my friend are almost goneA2
My life has been approvedB2
And many love me but by noneB
Am I enough beloved '-
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Now both himself and me he wrongsC2
The man who thus complainsD2
I live and sing my idle songsC2
Upon these happy plainsD2
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And Matthew for thy children deadE2
I'll be a son to thee '-
At this he grasped my hand and saidE2
Alas that cannot be '-
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We rose up from the fountain sideK
And down the smooth descentF2
Of the green sheep track did we glideK
And through the wood we wentF2
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And ere we came to Leonard's RockG2
He sang those witty rhymesI
About the crazy old church clockG2
And the bewildered chimesI

William Wordsworth



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