The White Doe Of Rylstone, Or, The Fate Of The Nortons - Canto Second Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: AAABBCCDDEEFGFHIIJJK KGHLMNMOOCCPPHHQQRRS SIIRTRTTUHUHVVRWRRWH HIXIYYRRTUTURHHHRUUH YRRIRIRRRRGGRRYYRRHH HHYYRRHHHZZA2A2YTRRY TTB2B2RRRRRRHHIIHHRR RA2A2YYIIRRYYVHVHRRC 2HGGD2E2YE2YHHZZRRF2 F2RRYYG2G2RRRHHRRRHH HHHGHIIH2H2HHRRHHI2J 2RRRRK2K2HHIIYYRRTTA 2G2A2G2HHUUIIHHL2M2R TTRRIIHHRRN2N2HHGGHY RYRRRThe Harp in lowliness obeyed | A |
And first we sang of the greenwood shade | A |
And a solitary Maid | A |
Beginning where the song must end | B |
With her and with her sylvan Friend | B |
The Friend who stood before her sight | C |
Her only unextinguished light | C |
Her last companion in a dearth | D |
Of love upon a hopeless earth | D |
For She it was this Maid who wrought | E |
Meekly with foreboding thought | E |
In vermeil colours and in gold | F |
An unblest work which standing by | G |
Her Father did with joy behold | F |
Exulting in its imagery | H |
A Banner fashioned to fulfil | I |
Too perfectly his headstrong will | I |
For on this Banner had her hand | J |
Embroidered such her Sire's command | J |
The sacred Cross and figured there | K |
The five dear wounds our Lord did bear | K |
Full soon to be uplifted high | G |
And float in rueful company | H |
It was the time when England's Queen | L |
Twelve years had reigned a Sovereign dread | M |
Nor yet the restless crown had been | N |
Disturbed upon her virgin head | M |
But now the inly working North | O |
Was ripe to send its thousands forth | O |
A potent vassalage to fight | C |
In Percy's and in Neville's right | C |
Two Earls fast leagued in discontent | P |
Who gave their wishes open vent | P |
And boldly urged a general plea | H |
The rites of ancient piety | H |
To be triumphantly restored | Q |
By the stern justice of the sword | Q |
And that same Banner on whose breast | R |
The blameless Lady had exprest | R |
Memorials chosen to give life | S |
And sunshine to a dangerous strife | S |
That Banner waiting for the Call | I |
Stood quietly in Rylstone hall | I |
It came and Francis Norton said | R |
O Father rise not in this fray | T |
The hairs are white upon your head | R |
Dear Father hear me when I say | T |
It is for you too late a day | T |
Bethink you of your own good name | U |
A just and gracious Queen have we | H |
A pure religion and the claim | U |
Of peace on our humanity | H |
'Tis meet that I endure your scorn | V |
I am your son your eldest born | V |
But not for lordship or for land | R |
My Father do I clasp your knees | W |
The Banner touch not stay your hand | R |
This multitude of men disband | R |
And live at home in blameless ease | W |
For these my brethren's sake for me | H |
And most of all for Emily | H |
Tumultuous noises filled the hall | I |
And scarcely could the Father hear | X |
That name pronounced with a dying fall | I |
The name of his only Daughter dear | Y |
As on the banner which stood near | Y |
He glanced a look of holy pride | R |
And his moist eyes were glorified | R |
Then did he seize the staff and say | T |
Thou Richard bear'st thy father's name | U |
Keep thou this ensign till the day | T |
When I of thee require the same | U |
Thy place be on my better hand | R |
And seven as true as thou I see | H |
Will cleave to this good cause and me | H |
He spake and eight brave sons straightway | H |
All followed him a gallant band | R |
Thus with his sons when forth he came | U |
The sight was hailed with loud acclaim | U |
And din of arms and minstrelsy | H |
From all his warlike tenantry | Y |
All horsed and harnessed with him to ride | R |
A voice to which the hills replied | R |
But Francis in the vacant hall | I |
Stood silent under dreary weight | R |
A phantasm in which roof and wall | I |
Shook tottered swam before his sight | R |
A phantasm like a dream of night | R |
Thus overwhelmed and desolate | R |
He found his way to a postern gate | R |
And when he waked his languid eye | G |
Was on the calm and silent sky | G |
With air about him breathing sweet | R |
And earth's green grass beneath his feet | R |
Nor did he fail ere long to hear | Y |
A sound of military cheer | Y |
Faint but it reached that sheltered spot | R |
He heard and it disturbed him not | R |
There stood he leaning on a lance | H |
Which he had grasped unknowingly | H |
Had blindly grasped in that strong trance | H |
That dimness of heart agony | H |
There stood he cleansed from the despair | Y |
And sorrow of his fruitless prayer | Y |
The past he calmly hath reviewed | R |
But where will be the fortitude | R |
Of this brave man when he shall see | H |
That Form beneath the spreading tree | H |
And know that it is Emily | H |
He saw her where in open view | Z |
She sate beneath the spreading yew | Z |
Her head upon her lap concealing | A2 |
In solitude her bitter feeling | A2 |
Might ever son 'command' a sire | Y |
The act were justified to day | T |
This to himself and to the Maid | R |
Whom now he had approached he said | R |
Gone are they they have their desire | Y |
And I with thee one hour will stay | T |
To give thee comfort if I may | T |
She heard but looked not up nor spake | B2 |
And sorrow moved him to partake | B2 |
Her silence then his thoughts turned round | R |
And fervent words a passage found | R |
Gone are they bravely though misled | R |
With a dear Father at their head | R |
The Sons obey a natural lord | R |
The Father had given solemn word | R |
To noble Percy and a force | H |
Still stronger bends him to his course | H |
This said our tears to day may fall | I |
As at an innocent funeral | I |
In deep and awful channel runs | H |
This sympathy of Sire and Sons | H |
Untried our Brothers have been loved | R |
With heart by simple nature moved | R |
And now their faithfulness is proved | R |
For faithful we must call them bearing | A2 |
That soul of conscientious daring | A2 |
There were they all in circle there | Y |
Stood Richard Ambrose Christopher | Y |
John with a sword that will not fail | I |
And Marmaduke in fearless mail | I |
And those bright Twins were side by side | R |
And there by fresh hopes beautified | R |
Stood He whose arm yet lacks the power | Y |
Of man our youngest fairest flower | Y |
I by the right of eldest born | V |
And in a second father's place | H |
Presumed to grapple with their scorn | V |
And meet their pity face to face | H |
Yea trusting in God's holy aid | R |
I to my Father knelt and prayed | R |
And one the pensive Marmaduke | C2 |
Methought was yielding inwardly | H |
And would have laid his purpose by | G |
But for a glance of his Father's eye | G |
Which I myself could scarcely brook | D2 |
Then be we each and all forgiven | E2 |
Thou chiefly thou my Sister dear | Y |
Whose pangs are registered in heaven | E2 |
The stifled sigh the hidden tear | Y |
And smiles that dared to take their place | H |
Meek filial smiles upon thy face | H |
As that unhallowed Banner grew | Z |
Beneath a loving old Man's view | Z |
Thy part is done thy painful part | R |
Be thou then satisfied in heart | R |
A further though far easier task | F2 |
Than thine hath been my duties ask | F2 |
With theirs my efforts cannot blend | R |
I cannot for such cause contend | R |
Their aims I utterly forswear | Y |
But I in body will be there | Y |
Unarmed and naked will I go | G2 |
Be at their side come weal or woe | G2 |
On kind occasions I may wait | R |
See hear obstruct or mitigate | R |
Bare breast I take and an empty hand | R |
Therewith he threw away the lance | H |
Which he had grasped in that strong trance | H |
Spurned it like something that would stand | R |
Between him and the pure intent | R |
Of love on which his soul was bent | R |
For thee for thee is left the sense | H |
Of trial past without offence | H |
To God or man such innocence | H |
Such consolation and the excess | H |
Of an unmerited distress | H |
In that thy very strength must lie | G |
O Sister I could prophesy | H |
The time is come that rings the knell | I |
Of all we loved and loved so well | I |
Hope nothing if I thus may speak | H2 |
To thee a woman and thence weak | H2 |
Hope nothing I repeat for we | H |
Are doomed to perish utterly | H |
'Tis meet that thou with me divide | R |
The thought while I am by thy side | R |
Acknowledging a grace in this | H |
A comfort in the dark abyss | H |
But look not for me when I am gone | I2 |
And be no farther wrought upon | J2 |
Farewell all wishes all debate | R |
All prayers for this cause or for that | R |
Weep if that aid thee but depend | R |
Upon no help of outward friend | R |
Espouse thy doom at once and cleave | K2 |
To fortitude without reprieve | K2 |
For we must fall both we and ours | H |
This Mansion and these pleasant bowers | H |
Walks pools and arbours homestead hall | I |
Our fate is theirs will reach them all | I |
The young horse must forsake his manger | Y |
And learn to glory in a Stranger | Y |
The hawk forget his perch the hound | R |
Be parted from his ancient ground | R |
The blast will sweep us all away | T |
One desolation one decay | T |
And even this Creature which words saying | A2 |
He pointed to a lovely Doe | G2 |
A few steps distant feeding straying | A2 |
Fair creature and more white than snow | G2 |
Even she will to her peaceful woods | H |
Return and to her murmuring floods | H |
And be in heart and soul the same | U |
She was before she hither came | U |
Ere she had learned to love us all | I |
Herself beloved in Rylstone hall | I |
But thou my Sister doomed to be | H |
The last leaf on a blasted tree | H |
If not in vain we breathed the breath | L2 |
Together of a purer faith | M2 |
If hand in hand we have been led | R |
And thou O happy thought this day | T |
Not seldom foremost in the way | T |
If on one thought our minds have fed | R |
And we have in one meaning read | R |
If when at home our private weal | I |
Hath suffered from the shock of zeal | I |
Together we have learned to prize | H |
Forbearance and self sacrifice | H |
If we like combatants have fared | R |
And for this issue been prepared | R |
If thou art beautiful and youth | N2 |
And thought endue thee with all truth | N2 |
Be strong be worthy of the grace | H |
Of God and fill thy destined place | H |
A Soul by force of sorrows high | G |
Uplifted to the purest sky | G |
Of undisturbed humanity | H |
He ended or she heard no more | Y |
He led her from the yew tree shade | R |
And at the mansion's silent door | Y |
He kissed the consecrated Maid | R |
And down the valley then pursued | R |
Alone the armed Multitude | R |
William Wordsworth
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