The Triad Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis


Show me the noblest Youth of present timeA
Whose trembling fancy would to love give birthB
Some God or Hero from the Olympian climeA
Returned to seek a Consort upon earthB
Or in no doubtful prospect let me seeC
The brightest star of ages yet to beC
And I will mate and match him blissfullyC
I will not fetch a Naiad from a floodD
Pure as herself song lacks not mightier powerE
Nor leaf crowned Dryad from a pathless woodF
Nor Sea nymph glistening from her coral bowerE
Mere Mortals bodied forth in vision stillG
Shall with Mount Ida's triple lustre fillG
The chaster coverts of a British hillG
Appear obey my lyre's commandH
Come like the Graces hand in handH
For ye though not by birth alliedI
Are Sisters in the bond of loveJ
Nor shall the tongue of envious prideI
Presume those interweavings to reproveJ
In you which that fair progeny of JoveJ
Learned from the tuneful spheres that glideI
In endless union earth and sea aboveJ
I sing in vain the pines have hushed their wavingK
A peerless Youth expectant at my sideI
Breathless as they with unabated cravingK
Looks to the earth and to the vacant airL
And with a wandering eye that seems to chideI
Asks of the clouds what occupants they hideI
But why solicit more than sight could bearL
By casting on a moment all we dareL
Invoke we those bright Beings one by oneM
And what was boldly promised truly shall be doneM
Fear not a constraining measureE
Yielding to this gentle spellN
Lucida from domes of pleasureE
Or from cottage sprinkled dellN
Come to regions solitaryC
Where the eagle builds her aeryC
Above the hermit's long forsaken cellN
She comes beholdO
That Figure like a ship with snow white sailP
Nearer she draws a breeze uplifts her veilP
Upon her coming waitQ
As pure a sunshine and as soft a galeP
As e'er on herbage covering earthly mouldO
Tempted the bird of Juno to unfoldO
His richest splendour when his veering gaitQ
And every motion of his starry trainR
Seem governed by a strainR
Of music audible to him aloneS
O Lady worthy of earth's proudest throneS
Nor less by excellence of nature fitT
Beside an unambitious hearth to sitT
Domestic queen where grandeur is unknownS
What living man could fearC
The worst of Fortune's malice wert Thou nearC
Humbling that lily stem thy sceptre meekU
That its fair flowers may from his cheekU
Brush the too happy tearC
Queen and handmaid lowlyC
Whose skill can speed the day with lively caresV
And banish melancholyC
By all that mind invents or hand preparesV
O Thou against whose lip without its smileW
And in its silence even no heart is proofJ
Whose goodness sinking deep would reconcileW
The softest Nursling of a gorgeous palaceX
To the bare life beneath the hawthorn roofJ
Of Sherwood's Archer or in caves of WallaceX
Who that hath seen thy beauty could contentY
His soul with but a 'glimpse' of heavenly dayZ
Who that hath loved thee but would layZ
His strong hand on the wind if it were bentY
To take thee in thy majesty awayZ
Pass onward even the glancing deerC
Till we depart intrude not hereC
That mossy slope o'er which the woodbine throwsA2
A canopy is smoothed for thy reposeA2
Glad moment is it when the throngB2
Of warblers in full concert strongB2
Strive and not vainly strive to routC2
The lagging shower and force coy Phoebus outC2
Met by the rainbow's form divineD2
Issuing from her cloudy shrineD2
So may the thrillings of the lyreC
Prevail to further our desireC
While to these shades a sister Nymph I callE2
Come if the notes thine ear may pierceF2
Come youngest of the lovely ThreeC
Submissive to the might of verseG2
And the dear voice of harmonyC
By none more deeply felt than TheeC
I sang and lo from pastimes virginalH2
She hastens to the tentsI2
Of nature and the lonely elementsJ2
Air sparkles round her with a dazzling sheenK2
But mark her glowing cheek her vesture greenK2
And as if wishful to disarmA
Or to repay the potent CharmA
She bears the stringed lute of old romanceL2
That cheered the trellised arbour's privacyC
And soothed war wearied knights in raftered hallE2
How vivid yet how delicate her gleeC
So tripped the Muse inventress of the danceL2
So truant in waste woods the blithe EuphrosyneK2
But the ringlets of that headM2
Why are they ungarlandedM2
Why bedeck her temples lessN2
Than the simplest shepherdessN2
Is it not a brow invitingK
Choicest flowers that ever breathedM2
Which the myrtle would delight inK2
With Idalian rose enwreathedM2
But her humility is well contentM2
With 'one' wild floweret call it not forlornK2
Flower of the winds beneath her bosom wornK2
Yet more for love than ornamentM2
Open ye thickets let her flyO2
Swift as a Thracian Nymph o'er field and heightM2
For She to all but those who love her shyO2
Would gladly vanish from a Stranger's sightM2
Though where she is beloved and lovesN2
Light as the wheeling butterfly she movesN2
Her happy spirit as a bird is freeC
That rifles blossoms on a treeC
Turning them inside out with arch audacityC
Alas how little can a moment showP2
Of an eye where feeling playsN2
In ten thousand dewy raysN2
A face o'er which a thousand shadows goP2
She stops is fastened to that rivulet's sideM2
And there while with sedater mienK2
O'er timid waters that have scarcely leftM2
Their birthplace in the rocky cleftM2
She bends at leisure may be seenK2
Features to old ideal grace alliedM2
Amid their smiles and dimples dignifiedM2
Fit countenance for the soul of primal truthQ2
The bland composure of eternal youthQ2
What more changeful than the seaC
But over his great tidesN2
Fidelity presidesN2
And this light hearted Maiden constant is as heC
High is her aim as heaven aboveJ
And wide as ether her good willG
And like the lowly reed her loveJ
Can drink its nurture from the scantiest rillG
Insight as keen as frosty starC
Is to 'her' charity no barC
Nor interrupts her frolic gracesN2
When she is far from these wild placesN2
Encircled by familiar facesN2
O the charm that manners drawC
Nature from thy genuine lawC
If from what her hand would doM2
Her voice would utter aught ensueM2
Untoward or unfitM2
She in benign affections pureC
In self forgetfulness secureC
Sheds round the transient harm or vague mischanceM2
A light unknown to tutored eleganceM2
Her's is not a cheek shame strickenK2
But her blushes are joy flushesM2
And the fault if fault it beC
Only ministers to quickenK2
Laughter loving gaietyM2
And kindle sportive witM2
Leaving this Daughter of the mountains freeC
As if she knew that Oberon king of FaeryC
Had crossed her purpose with some quaint vagaryC
And heard his viewless bandsM2
Over their mirthful triumph clapping handsM2
Last of the Three though eldest bornK2
Reveal thyself like pensive MornK2
Touched by the skylark's earliest noteM2
Ere humbler gladness be afloatM2
But whether in the semblance drestM2
Of Dawn or Eve fair vision of the westM2
Come with each anxious hope subduedM2
By woman's gentle fortitudeM2
Each grief through meekness settling into restM2
Or I would hail thee when some high wrought pageR2
Of a closed volume lingering in thy handM2
Has raised thy spirit to a peaceful standM2
Among the glories of a happier ageR2
Her brow hath opened on me see it thereC
Brightening the umbrage of her hairC
So gleams the crescent moon that lovesM2
To be descried through shady grovesM2
Tenderest bloom is on her cheekU
Wish not for a richer streakU
Nor dread the depth of meditative eyeO2
But let thy love upon that azure fieldM2
Of thoughtfulness and beauty yieldM2
Its homage offered up in purityM2
What would'st thou more In sunny gladeM2
Or under leaves of thickest shadeM2
Was such a stillness e'er diffusedM2
Since earth grew calm while angels musedM2
Softly she treads as if her foot were lothS2
To crush the mountain dew drops soon to meltM2
On the flower's breast as if she feltM2
That flowers themselves whate'er their hueM2
With all their fragrance all their glisteningK
Call to the heart for inward listeningK
And though for bridal wreaths and tokens trueM2
Welcomed wisely though a growthT2
Which the careless shepherd sleeps onK2
As fitly spring from turf the mourner weeps onK2
And without wrong are cropped the marble tomb to strewM2
The Charm is over the mute Phantoms goneK2
Nor will return but droop not favoured YouthQ2
The apparition that before thee shoneK2
Obeyed a summons covetous of truthQ2
From these wild rocks thy footsteps I will guideM2
To bowers in which thy fortune may be triedM2
And one of the bright Three become thy happy BrideM2

William Wordsworth


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