The Prelude - Book Ninth Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: A BCDEFGHIJKLHHMNIOPQR JH STUVWHHXHYH HZA2B2IHC2D2 E2HF2G2EH2I2I2J2I2K2 L2M2N2HI2HI2O2E2P2Q2 HI2I2 HB2R2I2S2HHI2EI2B2E2 T2I2 HU2I2V2HHJ2W2I2LI2HH HHHIHN2X2Y2J2JI2EHZ2 R2I2A3BLHVB3I2HI2HC3 LRP2I2 I2D3I2P2I2HE3HB2B3I2 HJ2HI2P2I2HI2IRHJI2I 2HX2I2J2HF2F3T2HG3I2 J2VV2I2I2Z2VI2H3HB3I 2HI2THJI2IH D3HI2HNII2HB2HHI3U2I 2HHTI2 I2P2J3I2I2HP2HHI2I2X HB3HHP2 HI2HX2Z2F3HHI2I2LK3P 2HNF2BHHJ2HI2P2HL3M3 P2I2HHI2I2I2C3I2I2IN 3HHHHI2HJ2I2RHI2I2HN 3I2HO3HZ2HP3Q3I2I2HH I2HG3HHI2HHHB3 B2HHHF3L2I2VHR3I2B3P 2HHS3HHHT3I2E2BHII2H U3HHI2T2F3HHI2I2V3LH HHHHHHHW3IA3HI2 HHHHI2V2P2HHX3HB3I2H I2I2J2I2Y3HV2P2T3H I2HZ2IB2HX2N3P2HHT3H HHB2I2HP2B3B2HB2P3HV 2 I2B2BP2N2B2P2I2Z3I2I 2I2A4HB3HB2B3I2I2G3H I2I2HY2NHHF2HI2HHHD2 B2HI2HB2 B3HN2HI2P2I2HI2HHI2H B4HHJ2K3I2B2I2HHI2C4 B2NHI2HP2HIB2I2B2P2Z 2HI2HD4E4NI2B2I2HI2H I2I2HHF4J2I2HI2I2B3I 2I2I2F2B2I2HHHI2B2HH HHHHHP2HHB2I2HHHHHHZ 2B3I2P2HXJ2HP2HI2HG4 HB3P2HHE2B2H4HI2HI2I 2P2I2I2HP2P3 I2Z2JB2B2B2P2I4HB2T2 J2HHP2B2HB2Z2P2HHHB2 I2J4HHNI2Q3I2I2H

RESIDENCE IN FRANCEA
-
Even as a river partly it might seemB
Yielding to old remembrances and swayedC
In part by fear to shape a way directD
That would engulph him soon in the ravenous seaE
Turns and will measure back his course far backF
Seeking the very regions which he crossedG
In his first outset so have we my FriendH
Turned and returned with intricate delayI
Or as a traveller who has gained the browJ
Of some aerial Down while there he haltsK
For breathing time is tempted to reviewL
The region left behind him and if aughtH
Deserving notice have escaped regardH
Or been regarded with too careless eyeM
Strives from that height with one and yet one moreN
Last look to make the best amends he mayI
So have we lingered Now we start afreshO
With courage and new hope risen on our toilP
Fair greetings to this shapeless eagernessQ
Whene'er it comes needful in work so longR
Thrice needful to the argument which nowJ
Awaits us Oh how much unlike the pastH
-
Free as a colt at pasture on the hillS
I ranged at large through London's wide domainT
Month after month Obscurely did I liveU
Not seeking frequent intercourse with menV
By literature or elegance or rankW
Distinguished Scarcely was a year thus spentH
Ere I forsook the crowded solitudeH
With less regret for its luxurious pompX
And all the nicely guarded shows of artH
Than for the humble book stalls in the streetsY
Exposed to eye and hand where'er I turnedH
-
France lured me forth the realm that I had crossedH
So lately journeying toward the snow clad AlpsZ
But now relinquishing the scrip and staffA2
And all enjoyment which the summer sunB2
Sheds round the steps of those who meet the dayI
With motion constant as his own I wentH
Prepared to sojourn in a pleasant townC2
Washed by the current of the stately LoireD2
-
Through Paris lay my readiest course and thereE2
Sojourning a few days I visitedH
In haste each spot of old or recent fameF2
The latter chiefly from the field of MarsG2
Down to the suburbs of St AntonyE
And from Mont Martre southward to the DomeH2
Of Genevieve In both her clamorous HallsI2
The National Synod and the JacobinsI2
I saw the Revolutionary PowerJ2
Toss like a ship at anchor rocked by stormsI2
The Arcades I traversed in the Palace hugeK2
Of Orleans coasted round and round the lineL2
Of Tavern Brothel Gaming house and ShopM2
Great rendezvous of worst and best the walkN2
Of all who had a purpose or had notH
I stared and listened with a stranger's earsI2
To Hawkers and Haranguers hubbub wildH
And hissing Factionists with ardent eyesI2
In knots or pairs or single Not a lookO2
Hope takes or Doubt or Fear is forced to wearE2
But seemed there present and I scanned them allP2
Watched every gesture uncontrollableQ2
Of anger and vexation and despiteH
All side by side and struggling face to faceI2
With gaiety and dissolute idlenessI2
-
Where silent zephyrs sported with the dustH
Of the Bastille I sate in the open sunB2
And from the rubbish gathered up a stoneR2
And pocketed the relic in the guiseI2
Of an enthusiast yet in honest truthS2
I looked for something that I could not findH
Affecting more emotion than I feltH
For 'tis most certain that these various sightsI2
However potent their first shock with meE
Appeared to recompense the traveller's painsI2
Less than the painted Magdalene of Le BrunB2
A beauty exquisitely wrought with hairE2
Dishevelled gleaming eyes and rueful cheekT2
Pale and bedropped with overflowing tearsI2
-
But hence to my more permanent abodeH
I hasten there by novelties in speechU2
Domestic manners customs gestures looksI2
And all the attire of ordinary lifeV2
Attention was engrossed and thus amusedH
I stood 'mid those concussions unconcernedH
Tranquil almost and careless as a flowerJ2
Glassed in a green house or a parlour shrubW2
That spreads its leaves in unmolested peaceI2
While every bush and tree the country throughL
Is shaking to the roots indifference thisI2
Which may seem strange but I was unpreparedH
With needful knowledge had abruptly passedH
Into a theatre whose stage was filledH
And busy with an action far advancedH
Like others I had skimmed and sometimes readH
With care the master pamphlets of the dayI
Nor wanted such half insight as grew wildH
Upon that meagre soil helped out by talkN2
And public news but having never seenX2
A chronicle that might suffice to showY2
Whence the main organs of the public powerJ2
Had sprung their transmigrations when and howJ
Accomplished giving thus unto eventsI2
A form and body all things were to meE
Loose and disjointed and the affections leftH
Without a vital interest At that timeZ2
Moreover the first storm was overblownR2
And the strong hand of outward violenceI2
Locked up in quiet For myself I fearA3
Now in connection with so great a themeB
To speak as I must be compelled to doL
Of one so unimportant night by nightH
Did I frequent the formal haunts of menV
Whom in the city privilege of birthB3
Sequestered from the rest societiesI2
Polished in arts and in punctilio versedH
Whence and from deeper causes all discourseI2
Of good and evil of the time was shunnedH
With scrupulous care but these restrictions soonC3
Proved tedious and I gradually withdrewL
Into a noisier world and thus ere longR
Became a patriot and my heart was allP2
Given to the people and my love was theirsI2
-
A band of military OfficersI2
Then stationed in the city were the chiefD3
Of my associates some of these wore swordsI2
That had been seasoned in the wars and allP2
Were men well born the chivalry of FranceI2
In age and temper differing they had yetH
One spirit ruling in each heart alikeE3
Save only one hereafter to be namedH
Were bent upon undoing what was doneB2
This was their rest and only hope therewithB3
No fear had they of bad becoming worseI2
For worst to them was come nor would have stirredH
Or deemed it worth a moment's thought to stirJ2
In anything save only as the actH
Looked thitherward One reckoning by yearsI2
Was in the prime of manhood and erewhileP2
He had sate lord in many tender heartsI2
Though heedless of such honours now and changedH
His temper was quite mastered by the timesI2
And they had blighted him had eaten awayI
The beauty of his person doing wrongR
Alike to body and to mind his portH
Which once had been erect and open nowJ
Was stooping and contracted and a faceI2
Endowed by Nature with her fairest giftsI2
Of symmetry and light and bloom expressedH
As much as any that was ever seenX2
A ravage out of season made by thoughtsI2
Unhealthy and vexatious With the hourJ2
That from the press of Paris duly broughtH
Its freight of public news the fever cameF2
A punctual visitant to shake this manF3
Disarmed his voice and fanned his yellow cheekT2
Into a thousand colours while he readH
Or mused his sword was haunted by his touchG3
Continually like an uneasy placeI2
In his own body 'Twas in truth an hourJ2
Of universal ferment mildest menV
Were agitated and commotions strifeV2
Of passion and opinion filled the wallsI2
Of peaceful houses with unquiet soundsI2
The soil of common life was at that timeZ2
Too hot to tread upon Oft said I thenV
And not then only What a mockery thisI2
Of history the past and that to comeH3
Now do I feel how all men are deceivedH
Reading of nations and their works in faithB3
Faith given to vanity and emptinessI2
Oh laughter for the page that would reflectH
To future times the face of what now isI2
The land all swarmed with passion like a plainT
Devoured by locusts Carra Gorsas addH
A hundred other names forgotten nowJ
Nor to be heard of more yet they were powersI2
Like earthquakes shocks repeated day by dayI
And felt through every nook of town and fieldH
-
Such was the state of things Meanwhile the chiefD3
Of my associates stood prepared for flightH
To augment the band of emigrants in armsI2
Upon the borders of the Rhine and leaguedH
With foreign foes mustered for instant warN
This was their undisguised intent and theyI
Were waiting with the whole of their desiresI2
The moment to departH
An EnglishmanB2
Born in a land whose very name appearedH
To license some unruliness of mindH
A stranger with youth's further privilegeI3
And the indulgence that a half learnt speechU2
Wins from the courteous I who had been elseI2
Shunned and not tolerated freely livedH
With these defenders of the Crown and talkedH
And heard their notions nor did they disdainT
The wish to bring me over to their causeI2
-
But though untaught by thinking or by booksI2
To reason well of polity or lawP2
And nice distinctions then on every tongueJ3
Of natural rights and civil and to actsI2
Of nations and their passing interestsI2
If with unworldly ends and aims comparedH
Almost indifferent even the historian's taleP2
Prizing but little otherwise than I prizedH
Tales of the poets as it made the heartH
Beat high and filled the fancy with fair formsI2
Old heroes and their sufferings and their deedsI2
Yet in the regal sceptre and the pompX
Of orders and degrees I nothing foundH
Then or had ever even in crudest youthB3
That dazzled me but rather what I mournedH
And ill could brook beholding that the bestH
Ruled not and feeling that they ought to ruleP2
-
For born in a poor district and which yetH
Retaineth more of ancient homelinessI2
Than any other nook of English groundH
It was my fortune scarcely to have seenX2
Through the whole tenor of my school day timeZ2
The face of one who whether boy or manF3
Was vested with attention or respectH
Through claims of wealth or blood nor was it leastH
Of many benefits in later yearsI2
Derived from academic institutesI2
And rules that they held something up to viewL
Of a Republic where all stood thus farK3
Upon equal ground that we were brothers allP2
In honour as in one communityH
Scholars and gentlemen where furthermoreN
Distinction open lay to all that cameF2
And wealth and titles were in less esteemB
Than talents worth and prosperous industryH
Add unto this subservience from the firstH
To presences of God's mysterious powerJ2
Made manifest in Nature's sovereigntyH
And fellowship with venerable booksI2
To sanction the proud workings of the soulP2
And mountain liberty It could not beH
But that one tutored thus should look with aweL3
Upon the faculties of man receiveM3
Gladly the highest promises and hailP2
As best the government of equal rightsI2
And individual worth And hence O FriendH
If at the first great outbreak I rejoicedH
Less than might well befit my youth the causeI2
In part lay here that unto me the eventsI2
Seemed nothing out of nature's certain courseI2
A gift that was come rather late than soonC3
No wonder then if advocates like theseI2
Inflamed by passion blind with prejudiceI2
And stung with injury at this riper dayI
Were impotent to make my hopes put onN3
The shape of theirs my understanding bendH
In honour to their honour zeal which yetH
Had slumbered now in opposition burstH
Forth like a Polar summer every wordH
They uttered was a dart by counter windsI2
Blown back upon themselves their reason seemedH
Confusion stricken by a higher powerJ2
Than human understanding their discourseI2
Maimed spiritless and in their weakness strongR
I triumphedH
Meantime day by day the roadsI2
Were crowded with the bravest youth of FranceI2
And all the promptest of her spirits linkedH
In gallant soldiership and posting onN3
To meet the war upon her frontier boundsI2
Yet at this very moment do tears startH
Into mine eyes I do not say I weepO3
I wept not then but tears have dimmed my sightH
In memory of the farewells of that timeZ2
Domestic severings female fortitudeH
At dearest separation patriot loveP3
And self devotion and terrestrial hopeQ3
Encouraged with a martyr's confidenceI2
Even files of strangers merely seen but onceI2
And for a moment men from far with soundH
Of music martial tunes and banners spreadH
Entering the city here and there a faceI2
Or person singled out among the restH
Yet still a stranger and beloved as suchG3
Even by these passing spectacles my heartH
Was oftentimes uplifted and they seemedH
Arguments sent from Heaven to prove the causeI2
Good pure which no one could stand up againstH
Who was not lost abandoned selfish proudH
Mean miserable wilfully depravedH
Hater perverse of equity and truthB3
-
Among that band of Officers was oneB2
Already hinted at of other mouldH
A patriot thence rejected by the restH
And with an oriental loathing spurnedH
As of a different caste A meeker manF3
Than this lived never nor a more benignL2
Meek though enthusiastic InjuriesI2
Made 'him' more gracious and his nature thenV
Did breathe its sweetness out most sensiblyH
As aromatic flowers on Alpine turfR3
When foot hath crushed them He through the eventsI2
Of that great change wandered in perfect faithB3
As through a book an old romance or taleP2
Of Fairy or some dream of actions wroughtH
Behind the summer clouds By birth he rankedH
With the most noble but unto the poorS3
Among mankind he was in service boundH
As by some tie invisible oaths professedH
To a religious order Man he lovedH
As man and to the mean and the obscureT3
And all the homely in their homely worksI2
Transferred a courtesy which had no airE2
Of condescension but did rather seemB
A passion and a gallantry like thatH
Which he a soldier in his idler dayI
Had paid to woman somewhat vain he wasI2
Or seemed so yet it was not vanityH
But fondness and a kind of radiant joyU3
Diffused around him while he was intentH
On works of love or freedom or revolvedH
Complacently the progress of a causeI2
Whereof he was a part yet this was meekT2
And placid and took nothing from the manF3
That was delightful Oft in solitudeH
With him did I discourse about the endH
Of civil government and its wisest formsI2
Of ancient loyalty and chartered rightsI2
Custom and habit novelty and changeV3
Of self respect and virtue in the fewL
For patrimonial honour set apartH
And ignorance in the labouring multitudeH
For he to all intolerance indisposedH
Balanced these contemplations in his mindH
And I who at that time was scarcely dippedH
Into the turmoil bore a sounder judgmentH
Than later days allowed carried about meH
With less alloy to its integrityH
The experience of past ages as through helpW3
Of books and common life it makes sure wayI
To youthful minds by objects over nearA3
Not pressed upon nor dazzled or misledH
By struggling with the crowd for present endsI2
-
But though not deaf nor obstinate to findH
Error without excuse upon the sideH
Of them who strove against us more delightH
We took and let this freely be confessedH
In painting to ourselves the miseriesI2
Of royal courts and that voluptuous lifeV2
Unfeeling where the man who is of soulP2
The meanest thrives the most where dignityH
True personal dignity abideth notH
A light a cruel and vain world cut offX3
From the natural inlets of just sentimentH
From lowly sympathy and chastening truthB3
Where good and evil interchange their namesI2
And thirst for bloody spoils abroad is pairedH
With vice at home We added dearest themesI2
Man and his noble nature as it isI2
The gift which God has placed within his powerJ2
His blind desires and steady facultiesI2
Capable of clear truth the one to breakY3
Bondage the other to build libertyH
On firm foundations making social lifeV2
Through knowledge spreading and imperishableP2
As just in regulation and as pureT3
As individual in the wise and goodH
-
We summoned up the honourable deedsI2
Of ancient Story thought of each bright spotH
That would be found in all recorded timeZ2
Of truth preserved and error passed awayI
Of single spirits that catch the flame from HeavenB2
And how the multitudes of men will feedH
And fan each other thought of sects how keenX2
They are to put the appropriate nature onN3
Triumphant over every obstacleP2
Of custom language country love or hateH
And what they do and suffer for their creedH
How far they travel and how long endureT3
How quickly mighty Nations have been formedH
From least beginnings how together lockedH
By new opinions scattered tribes have madeH
One body spreading wide as clouds in heavenB2
To aspirations then of our own mindsI2
Did we appeal and finally beheldH
A living confirmation of the wholeP2
Before us in a people from the depthB3
Of shameful imbecility uprisenB2
Fresh as the morning star Elate we lookedH
Upon their virtues saw in rudest menB2
Self sacrifice the firmest generous loveP3
And continence of mind and sense of rightH
Uppermost in the midst of fiercest strifeV2
-
Oh sweet it is in academic grovesI2
Or such retirement Friend as we have knownB2
In the green dales beside our Rotha's streamB
Greta or Derwent or some nameless rillP2
To ruminate with interchange of talkN2
On rational liberty and hope in manB2
Justice and peace But far more sweet such toilP2
Toil say I for it leads to thoughts abstruseI2
If nature then be standing on the brinkZ3
Of some great trial and we hear the voiceI2
Of one devoted one whom circumstanceI2
Hath called upon to embody his deep senseI2
In action give it outwardly a shapeA4
And that of benediction to the worldH
Then doubt is not and truth is more than truthB3
A hope it is and a desire a creedH
Of zeal by an authority DivineB2
Sanctioned of danger difficulty or deathB3
Such conversation under Attic shadesI2
Did Dion hold with Plato ripened thusI2
For a Deliverer's glorious task and suchG3
He on that ministry already boundH
Held with Eudemus and TimonidesI2
Surrounded by adventurers in armsI2
When those two vessels with their daring freightH
For the Sicilian Tyrant's overthrowY2
Sailed from Zacynthus philosophic warN
Led by Philosophers With harder fateH
Though like ambition such was he O FriendH
Of whom I speak So Beaupuis let the nameF2
Stand near the worthiest of AntiquityH
Fashioned his life and many a long discourseI2
With like persuasion honoured we maintainedH
He on his part accoutred for the worstH
He perished fighting in supreme commandH
Upon the borders of the unhappy LoireD2
For liberty against deluded menB2
His fellow countrymen and yet most blessedH
In this that he the fate of later timesI2
Lived not to see nor what we now beholdH
Who have as ardent hearts as he had thenB2
-
Along that very Loire with festal mirthB3
Resounding at all hours and innocent yetH
Of civil slaughter was our frequent walkN2
Or in wide forests of continuous shadeH
Lofty and over arched with open spaceI2
Beneath the trees clear footing many a mileP2
A solemn region Oft amid those hauntsI2
From earnest dialogues I slipped in thoughtH
And let remembrance steal to other timesI2
When o'er those interwoven roots moss cladH
And smooth as marble or a waveless seaH
Some Hermit from his cell forth strayed might paceI2
In sylvan meditation undisturbedH
As on the pavement of a Gothic churchB4
Walks a lone Monk when service hath expiredH
In peace and silence But if e'er was heardH
Heard though unseen a devious travellerJ2
Retiring or approaching from afarK3
With speed and echoes loud of trampling hoofsI2
From the hard floor reverberated thenB2
It was Angelica thundering through the woodsI2
Upon her palfrey or that gentle maidH
Erminia fugitive as fair as sheH
Sometimes methought I saw a pair of knightsI2
Joust underneath the trees that as in stormC4
Rocked high above their heads anon the dinB2
Of boisterous merriment and music's roarN
In sudden proclamation burst from hauntH
Of Satyrs in some viewless glade with danceI2
Rejoicing o'er a female in the midstH
A mortal beauty their unhappy thrallP2
The width of those huge forests unto meH
A novel scene did often in this wayI
Master my fancy while I wandered onB2
With that revered companion And sometimesI2
When to a convent in a meadow greenB2
By a brook side we came a roofless pileP2
And not by reverential touch of TimeZ2
Dismantled but by violence abruptH
In spite of those heart bracing colloquiesI2
In spite of real fervour and of thatH
Less genuine and wrought up within myselfD4
I could not but bewail a wrong so harshE4
And for the Matin bell to sound no moreN
Grieved and the twilight taper and the crossI2
High on the topmost pinnacle a signB2
How welcome to the weary traveller's eyesI2
Of hospitality and peaceful restH
And when the partner of those varied walksI2
Pointed upon occasion to the siteH
Of Romorentin home of ancient kingsI2
To the imperial edifice of BloisI2
Or to that rural castle name now slippedH
From my remembrance where a lady lodgedH
By the first Francis wooed and bound to himF4
In chains of mutual passion from the towerJ2
As a tradition of the country tellsI2
Practised to commune with her royal knightH
By cressets and love beacons intercourseI2
'Twixt her high seated residence and hisI2
Far off at Chambord on the plain beneathB3
Even here though less than with the peaceful houseI2
Religious 'mid those frequent monumentsI2
Of Kings their vices and their better deedsI2
Imagination potent to inflameF2
At times with virtuous wrath and noble scornB2
Did also often mitigate the forceI2
Of civic prejudice the bigotryH
So call it of a youthful patriot's mindH
And on these spots with many gleams I lookedH
Of chivalrous delight Yet not the lessI2
Hatred of absolute rule where will of oneB2
Is law for all and of that barren prideH
In them who by immunities unjustH
Between the sovereign and the people standH
His helper and not theirs laid stronger holdH
Daily upon me mixed with pity tooH
And love for where hope is there love will beH
For the abject multitude And when we chancedH
One day to meet a hunger bitten girlP2
Who crept along fitting her languid gaitH
Unto a heifer's motion by a cordH
Tied to her arm and picking thus from the laneB2
Its sustenance while the girl with pallid handsI2
Was busy knitting in a heartless moodH
Of solitude and at the sight my friendH
In agitation said 'Tis against 'that'H
That we are fighting I with him believedH
That a benignant spirit was abroadH
Which might not be withstood that povertyH
Abject as this would in a little timeZ2
Be found no more that we should see the earthB3
Unthwarted in her wish to recompenseI2
The meek the lowly patient child of toilP2
All institutes for ever blotted outH
That legalised exclusion empty pompX
Abolished sensual state and cruel powerJ2
Whether by edict of the one or fewH
And finally as sum and crown of allP2
Should see the people having a strong handH
In framing their own laws whence better daysI2
To all mankind But these things set apartH
Was not this single confidence enoughG4
To animate the mind that ever turnedH
A thought to human welfare That henceforthB3
Captivity by mandate without lawP2
Should cease and open accusation leadH
To sentence in the hearing of the worldH
And open punishment if not the airE2
Be free to breathe in and the heart of manB2
Dread nothing From this height I shall not stoopH4
To humbler matter that detained us oftH
In thought or conversation public actsI2
And public persons and emotions wroughtH
Within the breast as ever varying windsI2
Of record or report swept over usI2
But I might here instead repeat a taleP2
Told by my Patriot friend of sad eventsI2
That prove to what low depth had struck the rootsI2
How widely spread the boughs of that old treeH
Which as a deadly mischief and a foulP2
And black dishonour France was weary ofP3
-
Oh happy time of youthful lovers thusI2
The story might begin oh balmy timeZ2
In which a love knot on a lady's browJ
Is fairer than the fairest star in HeavenB2
So might and with that prelude 'did' beginB2
The record and in faithful verse was givenB2
The doleful sequelP2
But our little barkI4
On a strong river boldly hath been launchedH
And from the driving current should we turnB2
To loiter wilfully within a creekT2
Howe'er attractive Fellow voyagerJ2
Would'st thou not chide Yet deem not my pains lostH
For Vaudracour and Julia so were namedH
The ill fated pair in that plain tale will drawP2
Tears from the hearts of others when their ownB2
Shall beat no more Thou also there may'st readH
At leisure how the enamoured youth was drivenB2
By public power abased to fatal crimeZ2
Nature's rebellion against monstrous lawP2
How between heart and heart oppression thrustH
Her mandates severing whom true love had joinedH
Harassing both until he sank and pressedH
The couch his fate had made for him supineB2
Save when the stings of viperous remorseI2
Trying their strength enforced him to start upJ4
Aghast and prayerless Into a deep woodH
He fled to shun the haunts of human kindH
There dwelt weakened in spirit more and moreN
Nor could the voice of Freedom which through FranceI2
Full speedily resounded public hopeQ3
Or personal memory of his own worst wrongsI2
Rouse him but hidden in those gloomy shadesI2
His days he wasted an imbecile mindH

William Wordsworth



Rate:
(1)



Poem topics: , Print This Poem , Rhyme Scheme

Submit Spanish Translation
Submit German Translation
Submit French Translation


Write your comment about The Prelude - Book Ninth poem by William Wordsworth


 

Recent Interactions*

This poem was read 27 times,

This poem was added to the favorite list by 0 members,

This poem was voted by 0 members.

(* Interactions only in the last 7 days)

New Poems

Popular Poets