The Prelude - Book Fourteenth Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

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CONCLUSIONA
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In one of those excursions may they ne'erB
Fade from remembrance through the Northern tractsC
Of Cambria ranging with a youthful friendD
I left Bethgelert's huts at couching timeE
And westward took my way to see the sunA
Rise from the top of Snowdon To the doorF
Of a rude cottage at the mountain's baseG
We came and roused the shepherd who attendsH
The adventurous stranger's steps a trusty guideI
Then cheered by short refreshment sallied forthJ
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It was a close warm breezeless summer nightK
Wan dull and glaring with a dripping fogL
Low hung and thick that covered all the skyM
But undiscouraged we began to climbE
The mountain side The mist soon girt us roundN
And after ordinary travellers' talkO
With our conductor pensively we sankP
Each into commerce with his private thoughtsQ
Thus did we breast the ascent and by myselfR
Was nothing either seen or heard that checkedS
Those musings or diverted save that onceT
The shepherd's lurcher who among the cragsT
Had to his joy unearthed a hedgehog teasedU
His coiled up prey with barkings turbulentV
This small adventure for even such it seemedW
In that wild place and at the dead of nightK
Being over and forgotten on we woundN
In silence as before With forehead bentX
Earthward as if in opposition setY
Against an enemy I panted upZ
With eager pace and no less eager thoughtsT
Thus might we wear a midnight hour awayA2
Ascending at loose distance each from eachB2
And I as chanced the foremost of the bandC2
When at my feet the ground appeared to brightenA
And with a step or two seemed brighter stillD2
Nor was time given to ask or learn the causeT
For instantly a light upon the turfE2
Fell like a flash and lo as I looked upZ
The Moon hung naked in a firmamentC2
Of azure without cloud and at my feetC2
Rested a silent sea of hoary mistC2
A hundred hills their dusky backs upheavedC2
All over this still ocean and beyondC2
Far far beyond the solid vapours stretchedC2
In headlands tongues and promontory shapesT
Into the main Atlantic that appearedC2
To dwindle and give up his majestyC2
Usurped upon far as the sight could reachB2
Not so the ethereal vault encroachment noneA
Was there nor loss only the inferior starsT
Had disappeared or shed a fainter lightC2
In the clear presence of the full orbed MoonF2
Who from her sovereign elevation gazedC2
Upon the billowy ocean as it layA2
All meek and silent save that through a riftC2
Not distant from the shore whereon we stoodC2
A fixed abysmal gloomy breathing placeT
Mounted the roar of waters torrents streamsT
Innumerable roaring with one voiceT
Heard over earth and sea and in that hourG2
For so it seemed felt by the starry heavensT
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When into air had partially dissolvedC2
That vision given to spirits of the nightC2
And three chance human wanderers in calm thoughtC2
Reflected it appeared to me the typeH2
Of a majestic intellect its actsT
And its possessions what it has and cravesT
What in itself it is and would becomeI2
There I beheld the emblem of a mindC2
That feeds upon infinity that broodsT
Over the dark abyss intent to hearJ2
Its voices issuing forth to silent lightC2
In one continuous stream a mind sustainedC2
By recognitions of transcendent powerG2
In sense conducting to ideal formK2
In soul of more than mortal privilegeL2
One function above all of such a mindC2
Had Nature shadowed there by putting forthJ
'Mid circumstances awful and sublimeE
That mutual domination which she lovesT
To exert upon the face of outward thingsT
So moulded joined abstracted so endowedC2
With interchangeable supremacyT
That men least sensitive see hear perceiveM2
And cannot choose but feel The power which allN2
Acknowledge when thus moved which Nature thusT
To bodily sense exhibits is the expressT
Resemblance of that glorious facultyT
That higher minds bear with them as their ownO2
This is the very spirit in which they dealP2
With the whole compass of the universeT
They from their native selves can send abroadC2
Kindred mutations for themselves createC2
A like existence and whene'er it dawnsT
Created for them catch it or are caughtC2
By its inevitable masteryT
Like angels stopped upon the wing by soundC2
Of harmony from Heaven's remotest spheresT
Them the enduring and the transient bothQ2
Serve to exalt they build up greatest thingsT
From least suggestions ever on the watchR2
Willing to work and to be wrought uponS2
They need not extraordinary callsT
To rouse them in a world of life they liveT2
By sensible impressions not enthralledC2
But by their quickening impulse made more promptC2
To hold fit converse with the spiritual worldC2
And with the generations of mankindC2
Spread over time past present and to comeI2
Age after age till Time shall be no moreF
Such minds are truly from the DeityT
For they are Powers and hence the highest blissT
That flesh can know is theirs the consciousnessT
Of Whom they are habitually infusedC2
Through every image and through every thoughtC2
And all affections by communion raisedC2
From earth to heaven from human to divineU2
Hence endless occupation for the SoulV2
Whether discursive or intuitiveW2
Hence cheerfulness for acts of daily lifeX2
Emotions which best foresight need not fearY2
Most worthy then of trust when most intenseT
Hence amid ills that vex and wrongs that crushZ2
Our hearts if here the words of Holy WritC2
May with fit reverence be applied that peaceT
Which passeth understanding that reposeT
In moral judgments which from this pure sourceT
Must come or will by man be sought in vainA3
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Oh who is he that hath his whole life longB3
Preserved enlarged this freedom in himselfR
For this alone is genuine libertyT
Where is the favoured being who hath heldC2
That course unchecked unerring and untiredC2
In one perpetual progress smooth and brightC2
A humbler destiny have we retracedC2
And told of lapse and hesitating choiceT
And backward wanderings along thorny waysT
Yet compassed round by mountain solitudesT
Within whose solemn temple I receivedC2
My earliest visitations careless thenC3
Of what was given me and which now I rangeD3
A meditative oft a suffering manE3
Do I declare in accents which from truthF3
Deriving cheerful confidence shall blendC2
Their modulation with these vocal streamsT
That whatsoever falls my better mindC2
Revolving with the accidents of lifeX2
May have sustained that howsoe'er misledC2
Never did I in quest of right and wrongB3
Tamper with conscience from a private aimG3
Nor was in any public hope the dupeH3
Of selfish passions nor did ever yieldC2
Wilfully to mean cares or low pursuitsT
But shrunk with apprehensive jealousyT
From every combination which might aidC2
The tendency too potent in itselfR
Of use and custom to bow down the soulV2
Under a growing weight of vulgar senseT
And substitute a universe of deathI3
For that which moves with light and life informedC2
Actual divine and true To fear and loveJ3
To love as prime and chief for there fear endsT
Be this ascribed to early intercourseT
In presence of sublime or beautiful formsT
With the adverse principles of pain and joyK3
Evil as one is rashly named by menC3
Who know not what they speak By love subsistsT
All lasting grandeur by pervading loveJ3
That gone we are as dust Behold the fieldsT
In balmy spring time full of rising flowersT
And joyous creatures see that pair the lambL3
And the lamb's mother and their tender waysT
Shall touch thee to the heart thou callest this loveJ3
And not inaptly so for love it isT
Far as it carries thee In some green bowerG2
Rest and be not alone but have thou thereB
The One who is thy choice of all the worldC2
There linger listening gazing with delightC2
Impassioned but delight how pitiableM3
Unless this love by a still higher loveJ3
Be hallowed love that breathes not without aweN3
Love that adores but on the knees of prayerB
By heaven inspired that frees from chains the soulV2
Lifted in union with the purest bestC2
Of earth born passions on the wings of praiseT
Bearing a tribute to the Almighty's ThroneO2
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This spiritual Love acts not nor can existC2
Without Imagination which in truthF3
Is but another name for absolute powerG2
And clearest insight amplitude of mindC2
And Reason in her most exalted moodC2
This faculty hath been the feeding sourceT
Of our long labour we have traced the streamO3
From the blind cavern whence is faintly heardC2
Its natal murmur followed it to lightC2
And open day accompanied its courseT
Among the ways of Nature for a timeE
Lost sight of it bewildered and engulphedC2
Then given it greeting as it rose once moreF
In strength reflecting from its placid breastC2
The works of man and face of human lifeX2
And lastly from its progress have we drawnP3
Faith in life endless the sustaining thoughtC2
Of human Being Eternity and GodC2
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Imagination having been our themeO3
So also hath that intellectual LoveJ3
For they are each in each and cannot standC2
Dividually Here must thou be O ManE3
Power to thyself no Helper hast thou hereJ2
Here keepest thou in singleness thy stateC2
No other can divide with thee this workQ3
No secondary hand can interveneR3
To fashion this ability 'tis thineU2
The prime and vital principle is thineU2
In the recesses of thy nature farS3
From any reach of outward fellowshipT3
Else is not thine at all But joy to himU3
Oh joy to him who here hath sown hath laidC2
Here the foundation of his future yearsT
For all that friendship all that love can doC2
All that a darling countenance can lookV3
Or dear voice utter to complete the manE3
Perfect him made imperfect in himselfR
All shall be his and he whose soul hath risenA
Up to the height of feeling intellectC2
Shall want no humbler tenderness his heartC2
Be tender as a nursing mother's heartC2
Of female softness shall his life be fullW3
Of humble cares and delicate desiresT
Mild interests and gentlest sympathiesT
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Child of my parents Sister of my soulV2
Thanks in sincerest verse have been elsewhereB
Poured out for all the early tendernessT
Which I from thee imbibed and 'tis most trueC2
That later seasons owed to thee no lessT
For spite of thy sweet influence and the touchX3
Of kindred hands that opened out the springsT
Of genial thought in childhood and in spiteC2
Of all that unassisted I had markedC2
In life or nature of those charms minuteC2
That win their way into the heart by stealthY3
Still to the very going out of youthF3
I too exclusively esteemed 'that' loveJ3
And sought 'that' beauty which as Milton singsT
Hath terror in it Thou didst soften downZ3
This over sternness but for thee dear FriendC2
My soul too reckless of mild grace had stoodC2
In her original self too confidentC2
Retained too long a countenance severeY2
A rock with torrents roaring with the cloudsT
Familiar and a favourite of the starsT
But thou didst plant its crevices with flowersT
Hang it with shrubs that twinkle in the breezeT
And teach the little birds to build their nestsT
And warble in its chambers At a timeE
When Nature destined to remain so longB3
Foremost in my affections had fallen backA4
Into a second place pleased to becomeI2
A handmaid to a nobler than herselfR
When every day brought with it some new senseT
Of exquisite regard for common thingsT
And all the earth was budding with these giftsT
Of more refined humanity thy breathI3
Dear Sister was a kind of gentler springB4
That went before my steps Thereafter cameG3
One whom with thee friendship had early pairedC2
She came no more a phantom to adornC4
A moment but an inmate of the heartC2
And yet a spirit there for me enshrinedC2
To penetrate the lofty and the lowD4
Even as one essence of pervading lightC2
Shines in the brightest of ten thousand starsT
And the meek worm that feeds her lonely lampE4
Couched in the dewy grassT
With such a themeO3
Coleridge with this my argument of theeT
Shall I be silent O capacious SoulV2
Placed on this earth to love and understandC2
And from thy presence shed the light of loveJ3
Shall I be mute ere thou be spoken ofJ3
Thy kindred influence to my heart of heartsT
Did also find its way Thus fear relaxedC2
Her overweening grasp thus thoughts and thingsT
In the self haunting spirit learned to takeF4
More rational proportions mysteryT
The incumbent mystery of sense and soulV2
Of life and death time and eternityT
Admitted more habitually a mildC2
Interposition a serene delightC2
In closelier gathering cares such as becomeI2
A human creature howsoe'er endowedC2
Poet or destined for a humbler nameG3
And so the deep enthusiastic joyK3
The rapture of the hallelujah sentC2
From all that breathes and is was chastened stemmedC2
And balanced by pathetic truth by trustC2
In hopeful reason leaning on the stayC2
Of Providence and in reverence for dutyT
Here if need be struggling with storms and thereB
Strewing in peace life's humblest ground with herbsT
At every season green sweet at all hoursT
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And now O Friend this history is broughtC2
To its appointed close the disciplineA
And consummation of a Poet's mindC2
In everything that stood most prominentC2
Have faithfully been pictured we have reachedC2
The time our guiding object from the firstC2
When we may not presumptuously I hopeG4
Suppose my powers so far confirmed and suchX3
My knowledge as to make me capableM3
Of building up a Work that shall endureH4
Yet much hath been omitted as need wasT
Of books how much and even of the other wealthY3
That is collected among woods and fieldsT
Far more for Nature's secondary graceT
Hath hitherto been barely touched uponS2
The charm more superficial that attendsT
Her works as they present to Fancy's choiceT
Apt illustrations of the moral worldC2
Caught at a glance or traced with curious painsT
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Finally and above all O Friend I speakI4
With due regret how much is overlookedC2
In human nature and her subtle waysT
As studied first in our own hearts and thenC3
In life among the passions of mankindC2
Varying their composition and their hueC2
Where'er we move under the diverse shapesT
That individual character presentsT
To an attentive eye For progress meetC2
Along this intricate and difficult pathJ4
Whate'er was wanting something had I gainedC2
As one of many schoolfellows compelledC2
In hardy independence to stand upZ
Amid conflicting interests and the shockK4
Of various tempers to endure and noteC2
What was not understood though known to beT
Among the mysteries of love and hateC2
Honour and shame looking to right and leftC2
Unchecked by innocence too delicateC2
And moral notions too intolerantC2
Sympathies too contracted Hence when calledC2
To take a station among men the stepL4
Was easier the transition more secureH4
More profitable also for the mindC2
Learns from such timely exercise to keepM4
In wholesome separation the two naturesT
The one that feels the other that observesT
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Yet one word more of personal concernN4
Since I withdrew unwillingly from FranceT
I led an undomestic wanderer's lifeX2
In London chiefly harboured whence I roamedC2
Tarrying at will in many a pleasant spotC2
Of rural England's cultivated valesT
Or Cambrian solitudes A youth he boreF
The name of Calvert it shall live if wordsT
Of mine can give it life in firm beliefO4
That by endowments not from me withheldC2
Good might be furthered in his last decayC2
By a bequest sufficient for my needsT
Enabled me to pause for choice and walkO
At large and unrestrained nor damped too soonF2
By mortal cares Himself no Poet yetC2
Far less a common follower of the worldC2
He deemed that my pursuits and labours layC2
Apart from all that leads to wealth or evenP4
A necessary maintenance insuresT
Without some hazard to the finer senseT
He cleared a passage for me and the streamO3
Flowed in the bent of NatureG2
Having nowQ4
Told what best merits mention further painsT
Our present purpose seems not to requireG2
And I have other tasks Recall to mindC2
The mood in which this labour was begunA
O Friend The termination of my courseT
Is nearer now much nearer yet even thenC3
In that distraction and intense desireG2
I said unto the life which I had livedC2
Where art thou Hear I not a voice from theeT
Which 'tis reproach to hear Anon I roseT
As if on wings and saw beneath me stretchedC2
Vast prospect of the world which I had beenP4
And was and hence this Song which like a larkR4
I have protracted in the unwearied heavensT
Singing and often with more plaintive voiceT
To earth attempered and her deep drawn sighsT
Yet centring all in love and in the endC2
All gratulant if rightly understoodC2
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Whether to me shall be allotted lifeX2
And with life power to accomplish aught of worthS4
That will be deemed no insufficient pleaT
For having given the story of myselfR
Is all uncertain but beloved FriendC2
When looking back thou seest in clearer viewC2
Than any liveliest sight of yesterdayC2
That summer under whose indulgent skiesT
Upon smooth Quantock's airy ridge we rovedC2
Unchecked or loitered 'mid her sylvan combsT
Thou in bewitching words with happy heartC2
Didst chaunt the vision of that Ancient ManE3
The bright eyed Mariner and rueful woesT
Didst utter of the Lady ChristabelT
And I associate with such labour steepedC2
In soft forgetfulness the livelong hoursT
Murmuring of him who joyous hap was foundC2
After the perils of his moonlight rideC2
Near the loud waterfall or her who sateC2
In misery near the miserable ThornC4
When thou dost to that summer turn thy thoughtsT
And hast before thee all which then we wereG2
To thee in memory of that happinessT
It will be known by thee at least my FriendC2
Felt that the history of a Poet's mindC2
Is labour not unworthy of regardC2
To thee the work shall justify itselfR
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The last and later portions of this giftC2
Have been prepared not with the buoyant spiritsT
That were our daily portion when we firstC2
Together wantoned in wild PoesyT
But under pressure of a private griefO4
Keen and enduring which the mind and heartC2
That in this meditative historyT
Have been laid open needs must make me feelT
More deeply yet enable me to bearB
More firmly and a comfort now hath risenA
From hope that thou art near and wilt be soonF2
Restored to us in renovated healthY3
When after the first mingling of our tearsT
'Mong other consolations we may drawT4
Some pleasure from this offering of my loveJ3
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Oh yet a few short years of useful lifeX2
And all will be complete thy race be runA
Thy monument of glory will be raisedC2
Then though too weak to tread the ways of truthF3
This age fall back to old idolatryT
Though men return to servitude as fastC2
As the tide ebbs to ignominy and shameG3
By nations sink together we shall stillT
Find solace knowing what we have learnt to knowD4
Rich in true happiness if allowed to beT
Faithful alike in forwarding a dayC2
Of firmer trust joint labourers in the workQ3
Should Providence such grace to us vouchsafeX2
Of their deliverance surely yet to comeI2
Prophets of Nature we to them will speakI4
A lasting inspiration sanctifiedC2
By reason blest by faith what we have lovedC2
Others will love and we will teach them howQ4
Instruct them how the mind of man becomesT
A thousand times more beautiful than the earthS4
On which he dwells above this frame of thingsT
Which 'mid all revolution in the hopesT
And fears of men doth still remain unchangedC2
In beauty exalted as it is itselfX2
Of quality and fabric more divineU2

William Wordsworth



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