The Waggoner - Canto Second Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABCACDBEDFFEEGGHIJKL MMAANOODNDEEPPQRSSBB TTUUVWEEMXMMWEETTYYZ MZMOOA2A2BBOOOOIIB2B 2OOEEC2D2D2C2ME2E2OO MF2F2EEOB2B2G2OOOOOH 2H2OOH2H2I2J2K2L2M2M 2OON2N2OWO2O2P2P2Q2Q 2R2J2EEO2WS2S2O2O2D2 O2O2D2DDWT2OWVEEEVU2 DDDDV2DV2DEEDD| IF 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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