The Waggoner - Canto Second Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABCACDBEDFFEEGGHIJKL MMAANOODNDEEPPQRSSBB TTUUVWEEMXMMWEETTYYZ MZMOOA2A2BBOOOOIIB2B 2OOEEC2D2D2C2ME2E2OO MF2F2EEOB2B2G2OOOOOH 2H2OOH2H2I2J2K2L2M2M 2OON2N2OWO2O2P2P2Q2Q 2R2J2EEO2WS2S2O2O2D2 O2O2D2DDWT2OWVEEEVU2 DDDDV2DV2DEEDDIF Wytheburn's modest House of prayer | A |
As lowly as the lowliest dwelling | B |
Had with its belfry's humble stock | C |
A little pair that hang in air | A |
Been mistress also of a clock | C |
And one too not in crazy plight | D |
Twelve strokes that clock would have been telling | B |
Under the brow of old Helvellyn | E |
Its bead roll of midnight | D |
Then when the Hero of my tale | F |
Was passing by and down the vale | F |
The vale now silent hushed I ween | E |
As if a storm had never been | E |
Proceeding with a mind at ease | G |
While the old Familiar of the seas | G |
Intent to use his utmost haste | H |
Gained ground upon the Waggon fast | I |
And gives another lusty cheer | J |
For spite of rumbling of the wheels | K |
A welcome greeting he can hear | L |
It is a fiddle in its glee | M |
Dinning from the CHERRY TREE | M |
Thence the sound the light is there | A |
As Benjamin is now aware | A |
Who to his inward thoughts confined | N |
Had almost reached the festive door | O |
When startled by the Sailor's roar | O |
He hears a sound and sees a light | D |
And in a moment calls to mind | N |
That 'tis the village MERRY NIGHT | D |
Although before in no dejection | E |
At this insidious recollection | E |
His heart with sudden joy is filled | P |
His ears are by the music thrilled | P |
His eyes take pleasure in the road | Q |
Glittering before him bright and broad | R |
And Benjamin is wet and cold | S |
And there are reasons manifold | S |
That make the good tow'rds which he's yearning | B |
Look fairly like a lawful earning | B |
Nor has thought time to come and go | T |
To vibrate between yes and no | T |
For cries the Sailor 'Glorious chance | U |
That blew us hither let him dance | U |
Who can or will my honest soul | V |
Our treat shall be a friendly bowl ' | W |
He draws him to the door 'Come in | E |
Come come ' cries he to Benjamin | E |
And Benjamin ah woe is me | M |
Gave the word the horses heard | X |
And halted though reluctantly | M |
'Blithe souls and lightsome hearts have we | M |
Feasting at the CHERRY TREE ' | W |
This was the outside proclamation | E |
This was the inside salutation | E |
What bustling jostling high and low | T |
A universal overflow | T |
What tankards foaming from the tap | Y |
What store of cakes in every lap | Y |
What thumping stumping overhead | Z |
The thunder had not been more busy | M |
With such a stir you would have said | Z |
This little place may well be dizzy | M |
'Tis who can dance with greatest vigour | O |
'Tis what can be most prompt and eager | O |
As if it heard the fiddle's call | A2 |
The pewter clatters on the wall | A2 |
The very bacon shows its feeling | B |
Swinging from the smoky ceiling | B |
A steaming bowl a blazing fire | O |
What greater good can heart desire | O |
'Twere worth a wise man's while to try | O |
The utmost anger of the sky | O |
To 'seek' for thoughts of a gloomy cast | I |
If such the bright amends at last | I |
Now should you say I judge amiss | B2 |
The CHERRY TREE shows proof of this | B2 |
For soon of all the happy there | O |
Our Travellers are the happiest pair | O |
All care with Benjamin is gone | E |
A Caesar past the Rubicon | E |
He thinks not of his long long strife | C2 |
The Sailor Man by nature gay | D2 |
Hath no resolves to throw away | D2 |
And he hath now forgot his Wife | C2 |
Hath quite forgotten her or may be | M |
Thinks her the luckiest soul on earth | E2 |
Within that warm and peaceful berth | E2 |
Under cover | O |
Terror over | O |
Sleeping by her sleeping Baby | M |
With bowl that sped from hand to hand | F2 |
The gladdest of the gladsome band | F2 |
Amid their own delight and fun | E |
They hear when every dance is done | E |
When every whirling bout is o'er | O |
The fiddle's 'squeak' that call to bliss | B2 |
Ever followed by a kiss | B2 |
They envy not the happy lot | G2 |
But enjoy their own the more | O |
While thus our jocund Travellers fare | O |
Up springs the Sailor from his chair | O |
Limps for I might have told before | O |
That he was lame across the floor | O |
Is gone returns and with a prize | H2 |
With what a Ship of lusty size | H2 |
A gallant stately Man of war | O |
Fixed on a smoothly sliding car | O |
Surprise to all but most surprise | H2 |
To Benjamin who rubs his eyes | H2 |
Not knowing that he had befriended | I2 |
A Man so gloriously attended | J2 |
'This ' cries the Sailor 'a Third rate is | K2 |
Stand back and you shall see her gratis | L2 |
This was the Flag ship at the Nile | M2 |
The Vanguard you may smirk and smile | M2 |
But pretty Maid if you look near | O |
You'll find you've much in little here | O |
A nobler ship did never swim | N2 |
And you shall see her in full trim | N2 |
I'll set my friends to do you honour | O |
Set every inch of sail upon her ' | W |
So said so done and masts sails yards | O2 |
He names them all and interlards | O2 |
His speech with uncouth terms of art | P2 |
Accomplished in the showman's part | P2 |
And then as from a sudden check | Q2 |
Cries out ''Tis there the quarter deck | Q2 |
On which brave Admiral Nelson stood | R2 |
A sight that would have roused your blood | J2 |
One eye he had which bright as ten | E |
Burned like a fire among his men | E |
Let this be land and that be sea | O2 |
Here lay the French and 'thus' came we ' | W |
Hushed was by this the fiddle's sound | S2 |
The dancers all were gathered round | S2 |
And such the stillness of the house | O2 |
You might have heard a nibbling mouse | O2 |
While borrowing helps where'er he may | D2 |
The Sailor through the story runs | O2 |
Of ships to ships and guns to guns | O2 |
And does his utmost to display | D2 |
The dismal conflict and the might | D |
And terror of that marvellous night | D |
'A bowl a bowl of double measure ' | W |
Cries Benjamin 'a draught of length | T2 |
To Nelson England's pride and treasure | O |
Her bulwark and her tower of strength ' | W |
When Benjamin had seized the bowl | V |
The mastiff from beneath the waggon | E |
Where he lay watchful as a dragon | E |
Rattled his chain 'twas all in vain | E |
For Benjamin triumphant soul | V |
He heard the monitory growl | U2 |
Heard and in opposition quaffed | D |
A deep determined desperate draught | D |
Nor did the battered Tar forget | D |
Or flinch from what he deemed his debt | D |
Then like a hero crowned with laurel | V2 |
Back to her place the ship he led | D |
Wheeled her back in full apparel | V2 |
And so flag flying at mast head | D |
Re yoked her to the Ass anon | E |
Cries Benjamin 'We must be gone | E |
Thus after two hours' hearty stay | D |
Again behold them on their way | D |
William Wordsworth
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