The Prelude - Book Ninth Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
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Even as a river partly it might seem | B |
Yielding to old remembrances and swayed | C |
In part by fear to shape a way direct | D |
That would engulph him soon in the ravenous sea | E |
Turns and will measure back his course far back | F |
Seeking the very regions which he crossed | G |
In his first outset so have we my Friend | H |
Turned and returned with intricate delay | I |
Or as a traveller who has gained the brow | J |
Of some aerial Down while there he halts | K |
For breathing time is tempted to review | L |
The region left behind him and if aught | H |
Deserving notice have escaped regard | H |
Or been regarded with too careless eye | M |
Strives from that height with one and yet one more | N |
Last look to make the best amends he may | I |
So have we lingered Now we start afresh | O |
With courage and new hope risen on our toil | P |
Fair greetings to this shapeless eagerness | Q |
Whene'er it comes needful in work so long | R |
Thrice needful to the argument which now | J |
Awaits us Oh how much unlike the past | H |
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Free as a colt at pasture on the hill | S |
I ranged at large through London's wide domain | T |
Month after month Obscurely did I live | U |
Not seeking frequent intercourse with men | V |
By literature or elegance or rank | W |
Distinguished Scarcely was a year thus spent | H |
Ere I forsook the crowded solitude | H |
With less regret for its luxurious pomp | X |
And all the nicely guarded shows of art | H |
Than for the humble book stalls in the streets | Y |
Exposed to eye and hand where'er I turned | H |
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France lured me forth the realm that I had crossed | H |
So lately journeying toward the snow clad Alps | Z |
But now relinquishing the scrip and staff | A2 |
And all enjoyment which the summer sun | B2 |
Sheds round the steps of those who meet the day | I |
With motion constant as his own I went | H |
Prepared to sojourn in a pleasant town | C2 |
Washed by the current of the stately Loire | D2 |
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Through Paris lay my readiest course and there | E2 |
Sojourning a few days I visited | H |
In haste each spot of old or recent fame | F2 |
The latter chiefly from the field of Mars | G2 |
Down to the suburbs of St Antony | E |
And from Mont Martre southward to the Dome | H2 |
Of Genevieve In both her clamorous Halls | I2 |
The National Synod and the Jacobins | I2 |
I saw the Revolutionary Power | J2 |
Toss like a ship at anchor rocked by storms | I2 |
The Arcades I traversed in the Palace huge | K2 |
Of Orleans coasted round and round the line | L2 |
Of Tavern Brothel Gaming house and Shop | M2 |
Great rendezvous of worst and best the walk | N2 |
Of all who had a purpose or had not | H |
I stared and listened with a stranger's ears | I2 |
To Hawkers and Haranguers hubbub wild | H |
And hissing Factionists with ardent eyes | I2 |
In knots or pairs or single Not a look | O2 |
Hope takes or Doubt or Fear is forced to wear | E2 |
But seemed there present and I scanned them all | P2 |
Watched every gesture uncontrollable | Q2 |
Of anger and vexation and despite | H |
All side by side and struggling face to face | I2 |
With gaiety and dissolute idleness | I2 |
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Where silent zephyrs sported with the dust | H |
Of the Bastille I sate in the open sun | B2 |
And from the rubbish gathered up a stone | R2 |
And pocketed the relic in the guise | I2 |
Of an enthusiast yet in honest truth | S2 |
I looked for something that I could not find | H |
Affecting more emotion than I felt | H |
For 'tis most certain that these various sights | I2 |
However potent their first shock with me | E |
Appeared to recompense the traveller's pains | I2 |
Less than the painted Magdalene of Le Brun | B2 |
A beauty exquisitely wrought with hair | E2 |
Dishevelled gleaming eyes and rueful cheek | T2 |
Pale and bedropped with overflowing tears | I2 |
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But hence to my more permanent abode | H |
I hasten there by novelties in speech | U2 |
Domestic manners customs gestures looks | I2 |
And all the attire of ordinary life | V2 |
Attention was engrossed and thus amused | H |
I stood 'mid those concussions unconcerned | H |
Tranquil almost and careless as a flower | J2 |
Glassed in a green house or a parlour shrub | W2 |
That spreads its leaves in unmolested peace | I2 |
While every bush and tree the country through | L |
Is shaking to the roots indifference this | I2 |
Which may seem strange but I was unprepared | H |
With needful knowledge had abruptly passed | H |
Into a theatre whose stage was filled | H |
And busy with an action far advanced | H |
Like others I had skimmed and sometimes read | H |
With care the master pamphlets of the day | I |
Nor wanted such half insight as grew wild | H |
Upon that meagre soil helped out by talk | N2 |
And public news but having never seen | X2 |
A chronicle that might suffice to show | Y2 |
Whence the main organs of the public power | J2 |
Had sprung their transmigrations when and how | J |
Accomplished giving thus unto events | I2 |
A form and body all things were to me | E |
Loose and disjointed and the affections left | H |
Without a vital interest At that time | Z2 |
Moreover the first storm was overblown | R2 |
And the strong hand of outward violence | I2 |
Locked up in quiet For myself I fear | A3 |
Now in connection with so great a theme | B |
To speak as I must be compelled to do | L |
Of one so unimportant night by night | H |
Did I frequent the formal haunts of men | V |
Whom in the city privilege of birth | B3 |
Sequestered from the rest societies | I2 |
Polished in arts and in punctilio versed | H |
Whence and from deeper causes all discourse | I2 |
Of good and evil of the time was shunned | H |
With scrupulous care but these restrictions soon | C3 |
Proved tedious and I gradually withdrew | L |
Into a noisier world and thus ere long | R |
Became a patriot and my heart was all | P2 |
Given to the people and my love was theirs | I2 |
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A band of military Officers | I2 |
Then stationed in the city were the chief | D3 |
Of my associates some of these wore swords | I2 |
That had been seasoned in the wars and all | P2 |
Were men well born the chivalry of France | I2 |
In age and temper differing they had yet | H |
One spirit ruling in each heart alike | E3 |
Save only one hereafter to be named | H |
Were bent upon undoing what was done | B2 |
This was their rest and only hope therewith | B3 |
No fear had they of bad becoming worse | I2 |
For worst to them was come nor would have stirred | H |
Or deemed it worth a moment's thought to stir | J2 |
In anything save only as the act | H |
Looked thitherward One reckoning by years | I2 |
Was in the prime of manhood and erewhile | P2 |
He had sate lord in many tender hearts | I2 |
Though heedless of such honours now and changed | H |
His temper was quite mastered by the times | I2 |
And they had blighted him had eaten away | I |
The beauty of his person doing wrong | R |
Alike to body and to mind his port | H |
Which once had been erect and open now | J |
Was stooping and contracted and a face | I2 |
Endowed by Nature with her fairest gifts | I2 |
Of symmetry and light and bloom expressed | H |
As much as any that was ever seen | X2 |
A ravage out of season made by thoughts | I2 |
Unhealthy and vexatious With the hour | J2 |
That from the press of Paris duly brought | H |
Its freight of public news the fever came | F2 |
A punctual visitant to shake this man | F3 |
Disarmed his voice and fanned his yellow cheek | T2 |
Into a thousand colours while he read | H |
Or mused his sword was haunted by his touch | G3 |
Continually like an uneasy place | I2 |
In his own body 'Twas in truth an hour | J2 |
Of universal ferment mildest men | V |
Were agitated and commotions strife | V2 |
Of passion and opinion filled the walls | I2 |
Of peaceful houses with unquiet sounds | I2 |
The soil of common life was at that time | Z2 |
Too hot to tread upon Oft said I then | V |
And not then only What a mockery this | I2 |
Of history the past and that to come | H3 |
Now do I feel how all men are deceived | H |
Reading of nations and their works in faith | B3 |
Faith given to vanity and emptiness | I2 |
Oh laughter for the page that would reflect | H |
To future times the face of what now is | I2 |
The land all swarmed with passion like a plain | T |
Devoured by locusts Carra Gorsas add | H |
A hundred other names forgotten now | J |
Nor to be heard of more yet they were powers | I2 |
Like earthquakes shocks repeated day by day | I |
And felt through every nook of town and field | H |
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Such was the state of things Meanwhile the chief | D3 |
Of my associates stood prepared for flight | H |
To augment the band of emigrants in arms | I2 |
Upon the borders of the Rhine and leagued | H |
With foreign foes mustered for instant war | N |
This was their undisguised intent and they | I |
Were waiting with the whole of their desires | I2 |
The moment to depart | H |
An Englishman | B2 |
Born in a land whose very name appeared | H |
To license some unruliness of mind | H |
A stranger with youth's further privilege | I3 |
And the indulgence that a half learnt speech | U2 |
Wins from the courteous I who had been else | I2 |
Shunned and not tolerated freely lived | H |
With these defenders of the Crown and talked | H |
And heard their notions nor did they disdain | T |
The wish to bring me over to their cause | I2 |
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But though untaught by thinking or by books | I2 |
To reason well of polity or law | P2 |
And nice distinctions then on every tongue | J3 |
Of natural rights and civil and to acts | I2 |
Of nations and their passing interests | I2 |
If with unworldly ends and aims compared | H |
Almost indifferent even the historian's tale | P2 |
Prizing but little otherwise than I prized | H |
Tales of the poets as it made the heart | H |
Beat high and filled the fancy with fair forms | I2 |
Old heroes and their sufferings and their deeds | I2 |
Yet in the regal sceptre and the pomp | X |
Of orders and degrees I nothing found | H |
Then or had ever even in crudest youth | B3 |
That dazzled me but rather what I mourned | H |
And ill could brook beholding that the best | H |
Ruled not and feeling that they ought to rule | P2 |
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For born in a poor district and which yet | H |
Retaineth more of ancient homeliness | I2 |
Than any other nook of English ground | H |
It was my fortune scarcely to have seen | X2 |
Through the whole tenor of my school day time | Z2 |
The face of one who whether boy or man | F3 |
Was vested with attention or respect | H |
Through claims of wealth or blood nor was it least | H |
Of many benefits in later years | I2 |
Derived from academic institutes | I2 |
And rules that they held something up to view | L |
Of a Republic where all stood thus far | K3 |
Upon equal ground that we were brothers all | P2 |
In honour as in one community | H |
Scholars and gentlemen where furthermore | N |
Distinction open lay to all that came | F2 |
And wealth and titles were in less esteem | B |
Than talents worth and prosperous industry | H |
Add unto this subservience from the first | H |
To presences of God's mysterious power | J2 |
Made manifest in Nature's sovereignty | H |
And fellowship with venerable books | I2 |
To sanction the proud workings of the soul | P2 |
And mountain liberty It could not be | H |
But that one tutored thus should look with awe | L3 |
Upon the faculties of man receive | M3 |
Gladly the highest promises and hail | P2 |
As best the government of equal rights | I2 |
And individual worth And hence O Friend | H |
If at the first great outbreak I rejoiced | H |
Less than might well befit my youth the cause | I2 |
In part lay here that unto me the events | I2 |
Seemed nothing out of nature's certain course | I2 |
A gift that was come rather late than soon | C3 |
No wonder then if advocates like these | I2 |
Inflamed by passion blind with prejudice | I2 |
And stung with injury at this riper day | I |
Were impotent to make my hopes put on | N3 |
The shape of theirs my understanding bend | H |
In honour to their honour zeal which yet | H |
Had slumbered now in opposition burst | H |
Forth like a Polar summer every word | H |
They uttered was a dart by counter winds | I2 |
Blown back upon themselves their reason seemed | H |
Confusion stricken by a higher power | J2 |
Than human understanding their discourse | I2 |
Maimed spiritless and in their weakness strong | R |
I triumphed | H |
Meantime day by day the roads | I2 |
Were crowded with the bravest youth of France | I2 |
And all the promptest of her spirits linked | H |
In gallant soldiership and posting on | N3 |
To meet the war upon her frontier bounds | I2 |
Yet at this very moment do tears start | H |
Into mine eyes I do not say I weep | O3 |
I wept not then but tears have dimmed my sight | H |
In memory of the farewells of that time | Z2 |
Domestic severings female fortitude | H |
At dearest separation patriot love | P3 |
And self devotion and terrestrial hope | Q3 |
Encouraged with a martyr's confidence | I2 |
Even files of strangers merely seen but once | I2 |
And for a moment men from far with sound | H |
Of music martial tunes and banners spread | H |
Entering the city here and there a face | I2 |
Or person singled out among the rest | H |
Yet still a stranger and beloved as such | G3 |
Even by these passing spectacles my heart | H |
Was oftentimes uplifted and they seemed | H |
Arguments sent from Heaven to prove the cause | I2 |
Good pure which no one could stand up against | H |
Who was not lost abandoned selfish proud | H |
Mean miserable wilfully depraved | H |
Hater perverse of equity and truth | B3 |
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Among that band of Officers was one | B2 |
Already hinted at of other mould | H |
A patriot thence rejected by the rest | H |
And with an oriental loathing spurned | H |
As of a different caste A meeker man | F3 |
Than this lived never nor a more benign | L2 |
Meek though enthusiastic Injuries | I2 |
Made 'him' more gracious and his nature then | V |
Did breathe its sweetness out most sensibly | H |
As aromatic flowers on Alpine turf | R3 |
When foot hath crushed them He through the events | I2 |
Of that great change wandered in perfect faith | B3 |
As through a book an old romance or tale | P2 |
Of Fairy or some dream of actions wrought | H |
Behind the summer clouds By birth he ranked | H |
With the most noble but unto the poor | S3 |
Among mankind he was in service bound | H |
As by some tie invisible oaths professed | H |
To a religious order Man he loved | H |
As man and to the mean and the obscure | T3 |
And all the homely in their homely works | I2 |
Transferred a courtesy which had no air | E2 |
Of condescension but did rather seem | B |
A passion and a gallantry like that | H |
Which he a soldier in his idler day | I |
Had paid to woman somewhat vain he was | I2 |
Or seemed so yet it was not vanity | H |
But fondness and a kind of radiant joy | U3 |
Diffused around him while he was intent | H |
On works of love or freedom or revolved | H |
Complacently the progress of a cause | I2 |
Whereof he was a part yet this was meek | T2 |
And placid and took nothing from the man | F3 |
That was delightful Oft in solitude | H |
With him did I discourse about the end | H |
Of civil government and its wisest forms | I2 |
Of ancient loyalty and chartered rights | I2 |
Custom and habit novelty and change | V3 |
Of self respect and virtue in the few | L |
For patrimonial honour set apart | H |
And ignorance in the labouring multitude | H |
For he to all intolerance indisposed | H |
Balanced these contemplations in his mind | H |
And I who at that time was scarcely dipped | H |
Into the turmoil bore a sounder judgment | H |
Than later days allowed carried about me | H |
With less alloy to its integrity | H |
The experience of past ages as through help | W3 |
Of books and common life it makes sure way | I |
To youthful minds by objects over near | A3 |
Not pressed upon nor dazzled or misled | H |
By struggling with the crowd for present ends | I2 |
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But though not deaf nor obstinate to find | H |
Error without excuse upon the side | H |
Of them who strove against us more delight | H |
We took and let this freely be confessed | H |
In painting to ourselves the miseries | I2 |
Of royal courts and that voluptuous life | V2 |
Unfeeling where the man who is of soul | P2 |
The meanest thrives the most where dignity | H |
True personal dignity abideth not | H |
A light a cruel and vain world cut off | X3 |
From the natural inlets of just sentiment | H |
From lowly sympathy and chastening truth | B3 |
Where good and evil interchange their names | I2 |
And thirst for bloody spoils abroad is paired | H |
With vice at home We added dearest themes | I2 |
Man and his noble nature as it is | I2 |
The gift which God has placed within his power | J2 |
His blind desires and steady faculties | I2 |
Capable of clear truth the one to break | Y3 |
Bondage the other to build liberty | H |
On firm foundations making social life | V2 |
Through knowledge spreading and imperishable | P2 |
As just in regulation and as pure | T3 |
As individual in the wise and good | H |
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We summoned up the honourable deeds | I2 |
Of ancient Story thought of each bright spot | H |
That would be found in all recorded time | Z2 |
Of truth preserved and error passed away | I |
Of single spirits that catch the flame from Heaven | B2 |
And how the multitudes of men will feed | H |
And fan each other thought of sects how keen | X2 |
They are to put the appropriate nature on | N3 |
Triumphant over every obstacle | P2 |
Of custom language country love or hate | H |
And what they do and suffer for their creed | H |
How far they travel and how long endure | T3 |
How quickly mighty Nations have been formed | H |
From least beginnings how together locked | H |
By new opinions scattered tribes have made | H |
One body spreading wide as clouds in heaven | B2 |
To aspirations then of our own minds | I2 |
Did we appeal and finally beheld | H |
A living confirmation of the whole | P2 |
Before us in a people from the depth | B3 |
Of shameful imbecility uprisen | B2 |
Fresh as the morning star Elate we looked | H |
Upon their virtues saw in rudest men | B2 |
Self sacrifice the firmest generous love | P3 |
And continence of mind and sense of right | H |
Uppermost in the midst of fiercest strife | V2 |
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Oh sweet it is in academic groves | I2 |
Or such retirement Friend as we have known | B2 |
In the green dales beside our Rotha's stream | B |
Greta or Derwent or some nameless rill | P2 |
To ruminate with interchange of talk | N2 |
On rational liberty and hope in man | B2 |
Justice and peace But far more sweet such toil | P2 |
Toil say I for it leads to thoughts abstruse | I2 |
If nature then be standing on the brink | Z3 |
Of some great trial and we hear the voice | I2 |
Of one devoted one whom circumstance | I2 |
Hath called upon to embody his deep sense | I2 |
In action give it outwardly a shape | A4 |
And that of benediction to the world | H |
Then doubt is not and truth is more than truth | B3 |
A hope it is and a desire a creed | H |
Of zeal by an authority Divine | B2 |
Sanctioned of danger difficulty or death | B3 |
Such conversation under Attic shades | I2 |
Did Dion hold with Plato ripened thus | I2 |
For a Deliverer's glorious task and such | G3 |
He on that ministry already bound | H |
Held with Eudemus and Timonides | I2 |
Surrounded by adventurers in arms | I2 |
When those two vessels with their daring freight | H |
For the Sicilian Tyrant's overthrow | Y2 |
Sailed from Zacynthus philosophic war | N |
Led by Philosophers With harder fate | H |
Though like ambition such was he O Friend | H |
Of whom I speak So Beaupuis let the name | F2 |
Stand near the worthiest of Antiquity | H |
Fashioned his life and many a long discourse | I2 |
With like persuasion honoured we maintained | H |
He on his part accoutred for the worst | H |
He perished fighting in supreme command | H |
Upon the borders of the unhappy Loire | D2 |
For liberty against deluded men | B2 |
His fellow countrymen and yet most blessed | H |
In this that he the fate of later times | I2 |
Lived not to see nor what we now behold | H |
Who have as ardent hearts as he had then | B2 |
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Along that very Loire with festal mirth | B3 |
Resounding at all hours and innocent yet | H |
Of civil slaughter was our frequent walk | N2 |
Or in wide forests of continuous shade | H |
Lofty and over arched with open space | I2 |
Beneath the trees clear footing many a mile | P2 |
A solemn region Oft amid those haunts | I2 |
From earnest dialogues I slipped in thought | H |
And let remembrance steal to other times | I2 |
When o'er those interwoven roots moss clad | H |
And smooth as marble or a waveless sea | H |
Some Hermit from his cell forth strayed might pace | I2 |
In sylvan meditation undisturbed | H |
As on the pavement of a Gothic church | B4 |
Walks a lone Monk when service hath expired | H |
In peace and silence But if e'er was heard | H |
Heard though unseen a devious traveller | J2 |
Retiring or approaching from afar | K3 |
With speed and echoes loud of trampling hoofs | I2 |
From the hard floor reverberated then | B2 |
It was Angelica thundering through the woods | I2 |
Upon her palfrey or that gentle maid | H |
Erminia fugitive as fair as she | H |
Sometimes methought I saw a pair of knights | I2 |
Joust underneath the trees that as in storm | C4 |
Rocked high above their heads anon the din | B2 |
Of boisterous merriment and music's roar | N |
In sudden proclamation burst from haunt | H |
Of Satyrs in some viewless glade with dance | I2 |
Rejoicing o'er a female in the midst | H |
A mortal beauty their unhappy thrall | P2 |
The width of those huge forests unto me | H |
A novel scene did often in this way | I |
Master my fancy while I wandered on | B2 |
With that revered companion And sometimes | I2 |
When to a convent in a meadow green | B2 |
By a brook side we came a roofless pile | P2 |
And not by reverential touch of Time | Z2 |
Dismantled but by violence abrupt | H |
In spite of those heart bracing colloquies | I2 |
In spite of real fervour and of that | H |
Less genuine and wrought up within myself | D4 |
I could not but bewail a wrong so harsh | E4 |
And for the Matin bell to sound no more | N |
Grieved and the twilight taper and the cross | I2 |
High on the topmost pinnacle a sign | B2 |
How welcome to the weary traveller's eyes | I2 |
Of hospitality and peaceful rest | H |
And when the partner of those varied walks | I2 |
Pointed upon occasion to the site | H |
Of Romorentin home of ancient kings | I2 |
To the imperial edifice of Blois | I2 |
Or to that rural castle name now slipped | H |
From my remembrance where a lady lodged | H |
By the first Francis wooed and bound to him | F4 |
In chains of mutual passion from the tower | J2 |
As a tradition of the country tells | I2 |
Practised to commune with her royal knight | H |
By cressets and love beacons intercourse | I2 |
'Twixt her high seated residence and his | I2 |
Far off at Chambord on the plain beneath | B3 |
Even here though less than with the peaceful house | I2 |
Religious 'mid those frequent monuments | I2 |
Of Kings their vices and their better deeds | I2 |
Imagination potent to inflame | F2 |
At times with virtuous wrath and noble scorn | B2 |
Did also often mitigate the force | I2 |
Of civic prejudice the bigotry | H |
So call it of a youthful patriot's mind | H |
And on these spots with many gleams I looked | H |
Of chivalrous delight Yet not the less | I2 |
Hatred of absolute rule where will of one | B2 |
Is law for all and of that barren pride | H |
In them who by immunities unjust | H |
Between the sovereign and the people stand | H |
His helper and not theirs laid stronger hold | H |
Daily upon me mixed with pity too | H |
And love for where hope is there love will be | H |
For the abject multitude And when we chanced | H |
One day to meet a hunger bitten girl | P2 |
Who crept along fitting her languid gait | H |
Unto a heifer's motion by a cord | H |
Tied to her arm and picking thus from the lane | B2 |
Its sustenance while the girl with pallid hands | I2 |
Was busy knitting in a heartless mood | H |
Of solitude and at the sight my friend | H |
In agitation said 'Tis against 'that' | H |
That we are fighting I with him believed | H |
That a benignant spirit was abroad | H |
Which might not be withstood that poverty | H |
Abject as this would in a little time | Z2 |
Be found no more that we should see the earth | B3 |
Unthwarted in her wish to recompense | I2 |
The meek the lowly patient child of toil | P2 |
All institutes for ever blotted out | H |
That legalised exclusion empty pomp | X |
Abolished sensual state and cruel power | J2 |
Whether by edict of the one or few | H |
And finally as sum and crown of all | P2 |
Should see the people having a strong hand | H |
In framing their own laws whence better days | I2 |
To all mankind But these things set apart | H |
Was not this single confidence enough | G4 |
To animate the mind that ever turned | H |
A thought to human welfare That henceforth | B3 |
Captivity by mandate without law | P2 |
Should cease and open accusation lead | H |
To sentence in the hearing of the world | H |
And open punishment if not the air | E2 |
Be free to breathe in and the heart of man | B2 |
Dread nothing From this height I shall not stoop | H4 |
To humbler matter that detained us oft | H |
In thought or conversation public acts | I2 |
And public persons and emotions wrought | H |
Within the breast as ever varying winds | I2 |
Of record or report swept over us | I2 |
But I might here instead repeat a tale | P2 |
Told by my Patriot friend of sad events | I2 |
That prove to what low depth had struck the roots | I2 |
How widely spread the boughs of that old tree | H |
Which as a deadly mischief and a foul | P2 |
And black dishonour France was weary of | P3 |
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Oh happy time of youthful lovers thus | I2 |
The story might begin oh balmy time | Z2 |
In which a love knot on a lady's brow | J |
Is fairer than the fairest star in Heaven | B2 |
So might and with that prelude 'did' begin | B2 |
The record and in faithful verse was given | B2 |
The doleful sequel | P2 |
But our little bark | I4 |
On a strong river boldly hath been launched | H |
And from the driving current should we turn | B2 |
To loiter wilfully within a creek | T2 |
Howe'er attractive Fellow voyager | J2 |
Would'st thou not chide Yet deem not my pains lost | H |
For Vaudracour and Julia so were named | H |
The ill fated pair in that plain tale will draw | P2 |
Tears from the hearts of others when their own | B2 |
Shall beat no more Thou also there may'st read | H |
At leisure how the enamoured youth was driven | B2 |
By public power abased to fatal crime | Z2 |
Nature's rebellion against monstrous law | P2 |
How between heart and heart oppression thrust | H |
Her mandates severing whom true love had joined | H |
Harassing both until he sank and pressed | H |
The couch his fate had made for him supine | B2 |
Save when the stings of viperous remorse | I2 |
Trying their strength enforced him to start up | J4 |
Aghast and prayerless Into a deep wood | H |
He fled to shun the haunts of human kind | H |
There dwelt weakened in spirit more and more | N |
Nor could the voice of Freedom which through France | I2 |
Full speedily resounded public hope | Q3 |
Or personal memory of his own worst wrongs | I2 |
Rouse him but hidden in those gloomy shades | I2 |
His days he wasted an imbecile mind | H |
William Wordsworth
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