The Prelude - Book Twelfth Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

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IMAGINATION AND TASTE HOW IMPAIRED AND RESTOREDA
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Long time have human ignorance and guiltB
Detained us on what spectacles of woeC
Compelled to look and inwardly oppressedD
With sorrow disappointment vexing thoughtsE
Confusion of the judgment zeal decayedF
And lastly utter loss of hope itselfG
And things to hope for Not with these beganH
Our song and not with these our song must endI
Ye motions of delight that haunt the sidesJ
Of the green hills ye breezes and soft airsK
Whose subtle intercourse with breathing flowersL
Feelingly watched might teach Man's haughty raceM
How without Injury to take to giveN
Without offence ye who as if to showC
The wondrous influence of power gently usedO
Bend the complying heads of lordly pinesP
And with a touch shift the stupendous cloudsQ
Through the whole compass of the sky ye brooksR
Muttering along the stones a busy noiseS
By day a quiet sound in silent nightT
Ye waves that out of the great deep steal forthU
In a calm hour to kiss the pebbly shoreV
Not mute and then retire fearing no stormW
And you ye groves whose ministry it isX
To interpose the covert of your shadesY
Even as a sleep between the heart of manH
And outward troubles between man himselfG
Not seldom and his own uneasy heartZ
Oh that I had a music and a voiceA2
Harmonious as your own that I might tellB2
What ye have done for me The morning shinesP
Nor heedeth Man's perverseness Spring returnsC2
I saw the Spring return and could rejoiceA2
In common with the children of her loveD2
Piping on boughs or sporting on fresh fieldsE2
Or boldly seeking pleasure nearer heavenF2
On wings that navigate cerulean skiesG2
So neither were complacency nor peaceH2
Nor tender yearnings wanting for my goodI2
Through these distracted times in Nature stillJ2
Glorying I found a counterpoise in herK2
Which when the spirit of evil reached its heightT
Maintained for me a secret happinessL2
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This narrative my Friend hath chiefly toldM2
Of intellectual power fostering loveD2
Dispensing truth and over men and thingsN2
Where reason yet might hesitate diffusingO2
Prophetic sympathies of genial faithP2
So was I favoured such my happy lotQ2
Until that natural graciousness of mindR2
Gave way to overpressure from the timesS2
And their disastrous issues What availedT2
When spells forbade the voyager to landU2
That fragrant notice of a pleasant shoreV
Wafted at intervals from many a bowerK2
Of blissful gratitude and fearless loveD2
Dare I avow that wish was mine to seeV2
And hope that future times 'would' surely seeV2
The man to come parted as by a gulphD2
From him who had been that I could no moreV
Trust the elevation which had made me oneF2
With the great family that still survivesW2
To illuminate the abyss of ages pastX2
Sage warrior patriot hero for it seemedY2
That their best virtues were not free from taintZ2
Of something false and weak that could not standU2
The open eye of Reason Then I saidA3
Go to the Poets they will speak to theeV2
More perfectly of purer creatures yetB3
If reason be nobility in manH
Can aught be more ignoble than the manH
Whom they delight in blinded as he isX
By prejudice the miserable slaveD2
Of low ambition or distempered loveD2
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In such strange passion if I may once moreV
Review the past I warred against myselfD2
A bigot to a new idolatryV2
Like a cowled monk who hath forsworn the worldC3
Zealously laboured to cut off my heartZ
From all the sources of her former strengthD3
And as by simple waving of a wandE3
The wizard instantaneously dissolvesF3
Palace or grove even so could I unsoulJ2
As readily by syllogistic wordsG3
Those mysteries of being which have madeF
And shall continue evermore to makeH3
Of the whole human race one brotherhoodI2
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What wonder then if to a mind so farI3
Perverted even the visible UniverseJ3
Fell under the dominion of a tasteK3
Less spiritual with microscopic viewD2
Was scanned as I had scanned the moral worldC3
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O Soul of Nature excellent and fairL3
That didst rejoice with me with whom I tooD2
Rejoiced through early youth before the windsM3
And roaring waters and in lights and shadesY
That marched and countermarched about the hillsN3
In glorious apparition Powers on whomO3
I daily waited now all eye and nowP3
All ear but never long without the heartZ
Employed and man's unfolding intellectQ3
O Soul of Nature that by laws divineR3
Sustained and governed still dost overflowJ2
With an impassioned life what feeble onesS3
Walk on this earth how feeble have I beenT3
When thou wert in thy strength Nor this through strokeU3
Of human suffering such as justifiesG2
Remissness and inaptitude of mindR2
But through presumption even in pleasure pleasedV3
Unworthily disliking here and thereL3
Liking by rules of mimic art transferredW3
To things above all art but more for thisX3
Although a strong infection of the ageY3
Was never much my habit giving wayZ3
To a comparison of scene with sceneA4
Bent overmuch on superficial thingsN2
Pampering myself with meagre noveltiesB4
Of colour and proportion to the moodsC4
Of time and season to the moral powerK2
The affections and the spirit of the placeM
Insensible Nor only did the loveD2
Of sitting thus in judgment interruptD4
My deeper feelings but another causeE4
More subtle and less easily explainedF4
That almost seems inherent in the creatureK2
A twofold frame of body and of mindR2
I speak in recollection of a timeG4
When the bodily eye in every stage of lifeD2
The most despotic of our senses gainedF4
Such strength in 'me' as often held my mindR2
In absolute dominion Gladly hereH4
Entering upon abstruser argumentI4
Could I endeavour to unfold the meansJ4
Which Nature studiously employs to thwartK4
This tyranny summons all the senses eachL4
To counteract the other and themselvesM4
And makes them all and the objects with which allJ2
Are conversant subservient in their turnN4
To the great ends of Liberty and PowerK2
But leave we this enough that my delightsO4
Such as they were were sought insatiablyJ2
Vivid the transport vivid though not profoundP4
I roamed from hill to hill from rock to rockQ4
Still craving combinations of new formsR4
New pleasure wider empire for the sightT
Proud of her own endowments and rejoicedS4
To lay the inner faculties asleepT4
Amid the turns and counterturns the strifeD2
And various trials of our complex beingO2
As we grow up such thraldom of that senseU4
Seems hard to shun And yet I knew a maidF
A young enthusiast who escaped these bondsV4
Her eye was not the mistress of her heartZ
Far less did rules prescribed by passive tasteK3
Or barren intermeddling subtletiesB4
Perplex her mind but wise as women areI3
When genial circumstance hath favoured themW4
She welcomed what was given and craved no moreV
Whate'er the scene presented to her viewD2
That was the best to that she was attunedX4
By her benign simplicity of lifeD2
And through a perfect happiness of soulJ2
Whose variegated feelings were in thisX3
Sisters that they were each some new delightT
Birds in the bower and lambs in the green fieldY4
Could they have known her would have loved methoughtY4
Her very presence such a sweetness breathedY4
That flowers and trees and even the silent hillsN3
And everything she looked on should have hadY4
An intimation how she bore herselfD2
Towards them and to all creatures God delightsO4
In such a being for her common thoughtsE
Are piety her life is gratitudeY4
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Even like this maid before I was called forthU
From the retirement of my native hillsN3
I loved whate'er I saw nor lightly lovedY4
But most intensely never dreamt of aughtY4
More grand more fair more exquisitely framedY4
Than those few nooks to which my happy feetY4
Were limited I had not at that timeG4
Lived long enough nor in the least survivedY4
The first diviner influence of this worldY4
As it appears to unaccustomed eyesG2
Worshipping them among the depth of thingsN2
As piety ordained could I submitY4
To measured admiration or to aughtY4
That should preclude humility and loveD2
I felt observed and pondered did not judgeZ4
Yea never thought of judging with the giftY4
Of all this glory filled and satisfiedY4
And afterwards when through the gorgeous Alps
Roaming I carried with me the same heartY4
In truth the degradation howsoe'erV
Induced effect in whatsoe'er degreeV
Of custom that prepares a partial scaleJ2
In which the little oft outweighs the greatY4
Or any other cause that hath been namedY4
Or lastly aggravated by the timesS2
And their impassioned sounds which well might makeH3
The milder minstrelsies of rural scenesJ4
Inaudible was transient I had known
Too forcibly too early in my lifeD2
Visitings of imaginative powerV
For this to last I shook the habit offD2
Entirely and for ever and again
In Nature's presence stood as now I standY4
A sensitive being a 'creative' soulJ2
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There are in our existence spots of timeG4
That with distinct pre eminence retain
A renovating virtue whence depressedY4
By false opinion and contentious thoughtY4
Or aught of heavier or more deadly weightY4
In trivial occupations and the roundY4
Of ordinary intercourse our minds
Are nourished and invisibly repairedY4
A virtue by which pleasure is enhancedY4
That penetrates enables us to mountY4
When high more high and lifts us up when fallenF2
This efficacious spirit chiefly lurks
Among those passages of life that giveD2
Profoundest knowledge to what point and howP3
The mind is lord and master outward senseU4
The obedient servant of her will Such moments
Are scattered everywhere taking their dateY4
From our first childhood I remember wellJ2
That once while yet my inexperienced handY4
Could scarcely hold a bridle with proud hopes
I mounted and we journeyed towards the hillsN3
An ancient servant of my father's house
Was with me my encourager and guideY4
We had not travelled long ere some mischance
Disjoined me from my comrade and through fearV
Dismounting down the rough and stony moorV
I led my horse and stumbling on at lengthD3
Came to a bottom where in former times
A murderer had been hung in iron chains
The gibbet mast had mouldered down the bones
And iron case were gone but on the turfD2
Hard by soon after that fell deed was wroughtY4
Some unknown hand had carved the murderer's name
The monumental letters were inscribedY4
In times long past but still from year to yearV
By superstition of the neighbourhoodY4
The grass is cleared away and to this hourV
The characters are fresh and visibleJ2
A casual glance had shown them and I fledY4
Faltering and faint and ignorant of the roadY4
Then reascending the bare common saw
A naked pool that lay beneath the hills
The beacon on the summit and more nearV
A girl who bore a pitcher on her headY4
And seemed with difficult steps to force her wayZ3
Against the blowing wind It was in truth
An ordinary sight but I should needY4
Colours and words that are unknown to manH
To paint the visionary dreariness
Which while I looked all round for my lost guideY4
Invested moorland waste and naked poolJ2
The beacon crowning the lone eminence
The female and her garments vexed and tossedY4
By the strong wind When in the blessed hours
Of early love the loved one at my sideY4
I roamed in daily presence of this sceneA4
Upon the naked pool and dreary crags
And on the melancholy beacon fellJ2
A spirit of pleasure and youth's golden gleam
And think ye not with radiance more sublimeG4
For these remembrances and for the powerV
They had left behind So feeling comes in aidY4
Of feeling and diversity of strengthD3
Attends us if but once we have been strong
Oh mystery of man from what a depth
Proceed thy honours I am lost but see
In simple childhood something of the base
On which thy greatness stands but this I feelJ2
That from thyself it comes that thou must giveD2
Else never canst receive The days gone by
Return upon me almost from the dawn
Of life the hiding places of man's powerV
Open I would approach them but they close
I see by glimpses now when age comes on
May scarcely see at all and I would giveD2
While yet we may as far as words can giveD2
Substance and life to what I feel enshrining
Such is my hope the spirit of the PastY4
For future restoration Yet anotherV
Of these memorials
One Christmas timeG4
On the glad eve of its dear holidays
Feverish and tired and restless I went forthU
Into the fields impatient for the sightY4
Of those led palfreys that should bear us home
My brothers and myself There rose a crag
That from the meeting point of two highways
Ascending overlooked them both far stretchedY4
Thither uncertain on which road to fix
My expectation thither I repairedY4
Scout like and gained the summit 'twas a dayZ3
Tempestuous dark and wild and on the grass
I sate half sheltered by a naked wallJ2
Upon my right hand couched a single sheepT4
Upon my left a blasted hawthorn stoodY4
With those companions at my side I watchedY4
Straining my eyes intensely as the mistY4
Gave intermitting prospect of the copse
And plain beneath Ere we to school returnedY4
That dreary time ere we had been ten days
Sojourners in my father's house he diedY4
And I and my three brothers orphans then
Followed his body to the grave The eventY4
With all the sorrow that it brought appearedY4
A chastisement and when I called to mindY4
That day so lately past when from the crag
I looked in such anxiety of hope
With trite reflections of morality
Yet in the deepest passion I bowed lowJ2
To God Who thus corrected my desires
And afterwards the wind and sleety rain
And all the business of the elements
The single sheep and the one blasted tree
And the bleak music from that old stone wallJ2
The noise of wood and water and the mistY4
That on the line of each of those two roads
Advanced in such indisputable shapes
All these were kindred spectacles and sounds
To which I oft repaired and thence would drink
As at a fountain and on winter nights
Down to this very time when storm and rain
Beat on my roof or haply at noon dayZ3
While in a grove I walk whose lofty trees
Laden with summer's thickest foliage rock
In a strong wind some working of the spiritY4
Some inward agitations thence are broughtY4
Whate'er their office whether to beguileJ2
Thoughts over busy in the course they took
Or animate an hour of vacant ease

William Wordsworth



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