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The Waggoner - Canto First Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

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'TIS spent this burning day of June	A
Soft darkness o'er its latest gleams is stealing	B
The buzzing dor hawk round and round is wheeling	B
That solitary bird	C
Is all that can be heard	C
In silence deeper far than that of deepest noon	A
Confiding Glow worms 'tis a night	D
Propitious to your earth born light	D
But where the scattered stars are seen	E
In hazy straits the clouds between	E
Each in his station twinkling not	F
Seems changed into a pallid spot	F
The mountains against heaven's grave weight	G
Rise up and grow to wondrous height	D
The air as in a lion's den	H
Is close and hot and now and then	H
Comes a tired and sultry breeze	I
With a haunting and a panting	B
Like the stifling of disease	I
But the dews allay the heat	J
And the silence makes it sweet	J
Hush there is some one on the stir	K
'Tis Benjamin the Waggoner	K
Who long hath trod this toilsome way	L
Companion of the night and day	L
That far off tinkling's drowsy cheer	M
Mixed with a faint yet grating sound	N
In a moment lost and found	N
The Wain announces by whose side	O
Along the banks of Rydal Mere	M
He paces on a trusty Guide	O
Listen you can scarcely hear	P
Hither he his course is bending	B
Now he leaves the lower ground	N
And up the craggy hill ascending	B
Many a stop and stay he makes	Q
Many a breathing fit he takes	Q
Steep the way and wearisome	R
Yet all the while his whip is dumb	R
The Horses have worked with right good will	S
And so have gained the top of the hill	S
He was patient they were strong	T
And now they smoothly glide along	T
Recovering breath and pleased to win	U
The praises of mild Benjamin	V
Heaven shield him from mishap and snare	W
But why so early with this prayer	W
Is it for threatenings in the sky	X
Or for some other danger nigh	X
No none is near him yet though he	Y
Be one of much infirmity	Y
For at the bottom of the brow	Z
Where once the DOVE and OLIVE BOUGH	Z
Offered a greeting of good ale	A2
To all who entered Grasmere Vale	A2
And called on him who must depart	B2
To leave it with a jovial heart	B2
There where the DOVE and OLIVE BOUGH	Z
Once hung a Poet harbours now	Z
A simple water drinking Bard	C2
Why need our Hero then though frail	A2
His best resolves be on his guard	C2
He marches by secure and bold	D2
Yet while he thinks on times of old	D2
It seems that all looks wondrous cold	D2
He shrugs his shoulders shakes his head	E2
And for the honest folk within	U
It is a doubt with Benjamin	V
Whether they be alive or dead	E2
'Here' is no danger none at all	F2
Beyond his wish he walks secure	G2
But pass a mile and 'then' for trial	H2
Then for the pride of self denial	H2
If he resist that tempting door	I2
Which with such friendly voice will call	F2
If he resist those casement panes	J2
And that bright gleam which thence will fall	F2
Upon his Leaders' bells and manes	J2
Inviting him with cheerful lure	G2
For still though all be dark elsewhere	W
Some shining notice will be 'there'	W
Of open house and ready fare	W
The place to Benjamin right well	K2
Is known and by as strong a spell	K2
As used to be that sign of love	L2
And hope the OLIVE BOUGH and DOVE	L2
He knows it to his cost good Man	M2
Who does not know the famous SWAN	N2
Object uncouth and yet our boast	O2
For it was painted by the Host	O2
His own conceit the figure planned	P2
'Twas coloured all by his own hand	P2
And that frail Child of thirsty clay	L
Of whom I sing this rustic lay	L
Could tell with self dissatisfaction	V
Quaint stories of the bird's attraction	V
Well that is past and in despite	D
Of open door and shining light	D
And now the conqueror essays	Q2
The long ascent of Dunmail raise	Q2
And with his team is gentle here	W
As when he clomb from Rydal Mere	W
His whip they do not dread his voice	R2
They only hear it to rejoice	R2
To stand or go is at 'their' pleasure	W
Their efforts and their time they measure	W
By generous pride within the breast	S2
And while they strain and while they rest	S2
He thus pursues his thoughts at leisure	W
Now am I fairly safe to night	D
And with proud cause my heart is light	D
I trespassed lately worse than ever	W
But Heaven has blest a good endeavour	W
And to my soul's content I find	T2
The evil One is left behind	T2
Yes let my master fume and fret	U2
Here am I with my horses yet	U2
My jolly team he finds that ye	Y
Will work for nobody but me	Y
Full proof of this the Country gained	V2
It knows how ye were vexed and strained	V2
And forced unworthy stripes to bear	W
When trusted to another's care	W
Here was it on this rugged slope	W2
Which now ye climb with heart and hope	W2
I saw you between rage and fear	W
Plunge and fling back a spiteful ear	W
And ever more and more confused	X2
As ye were more and more abused	X2
As chance would have it passing by	X
I saw you in that jeopardy	Y
A word from me was like a charm	Y2
Ye pulled together with one mind	T2
And your huge burthen safe from harm	Y2
Moved like a vessel in the wind	T2
Yes without me up hills so high	X
'Tis vain to strive for mastery	Y
Then grieve not jolly team though tough	Z2
The road we travel steep and rough	Z2
Though Rydal heights and Dunmail raise	Q2
And all their fellow banks and braes	Q2
Full often make you stretch and strain	A3
And halt for breath and halt again	H
Yet to their sturdiness 'tis owing	B
That side by side we still are going	B
While Benjamin in earnest mood	B3
His meditations thus pursued	B3
A storm which had been smothered long	T
Was growing inwardly more strong	T
And in its struggles to get free	Y
Was busily employed as he	Y
The thunder had begun to growl	C3
He heard not too intent of soul	D3
The air was now without a breath	E3
He marked not that 'twas still as death	E3
But soon large rain drops on his head	E2
Fell with the weight of drops of lead	E2
He starts and takes at the admonition	V
A sage survey of his condition	V
The road is black before his eyes	Q2
Glimmering faintly where it lies	Q2
Black is the sky and every hill	S
Up to the sky is blacker still	S
Sky hill and dale one dismal room	F3
Hung round and overhung with gloom	F3
Save that above a single height	D
Is to be seen a lurid light	D
Above Helm crag a streak half dead	E2
A burning of portentous red	E2
And near that lurid light full well	K2
The ASTROLOGER sage Sidrophel	K2
Where at his desk and book he sits	Q2
Puzzling aloft his curious wits	Q2
He whose domain is held in common	V
With no one but the ANCIENT WOMAN	V
Cowering beside her rifted cell	K2
As if intent on magic spell	K2
Dread pair that spite of wind and weather	W
Still sit upon Helm crag together	W
The ASTROLOGER was not unseen	E
By solitary Benjamin	V
But total darkness came anon	V
And he and everything was gone	V
And suddenly a ruffling breeze	Q2
That would have rocked the sounding trees	Q2
Had aught of sylvan growth been there	W
Swept through the Hollow long and bare	W
The rain rushed down the road was battered	C
As with the force of billows shattered	C
The horses are dismayed nor know	V
Whether they should stand or go	V
And Benjamin is groping near them	G3
Sees nothing and can scarcely hear them	G3
He is astounded wonder not	F
With such a charge in such a spot	F
Astounded in the mountain gap	H3
With thunder peals clap after clap	H3
Close treading on the silent flashes	Q2
And somewhere as he thinks by crashes	Q2
Among the rocks with weight of rain	V
And sullen motions long and slow	V
That to a dreary distance go	V
Till breaking in upon the dying strain	V
A rending o'er his head begins the fray again	V
Meanwhile uncertain what to do	I3
And oftentimes compelled to halt	J3
The horses cautiously pursue	I3
Their way without mishap or fault	J3
And now have reached that pile of stones	Q2
Heaped over brave King Dunmail's bones	Q2
His who had once supreme command	P2
Last king of rocky Cumberland	K3
His bones and those of all his Power	W
Slain here in a disastrous hour	W
When passing through this narrow strait	G
Stony and dark and desolate	L3
Benjamin can faintly hear	W
A voice that comes from some one near	W
A female voice Whoe'er you be	Y
Stop ' it exclaimed 'and pity me '	M3
And less in p	Y