Vernal Ode Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: A ABABCCBBDEEDEFFBGGBG A HHBBIHBHJJBBKLABMGGM A HNHNBHBHOCOCDDBBDHHP PABQQBBNNBBBRB Q HHHSSHBTTTBHBHHBUUBV WWCHHHTBBBTCBBH B TTNNXQBQXWWYZZBFFBBH A2HB2A2A2CI | A |
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BENEATH the concave of an April sky | A |
When all the fields with freshest green were dight | B |
Appeared in presence of the spiritual eye | A |
That aids or supersedes our grosser sight | B |
The form and rich habiliments of One | C |
Whose countenance bore resemblance to the sun | C |
When it reveals in evening majesty | B |
Features half lost amid their own pure light | B |
Poised like a weary cloud in middle air | D |
He hung then floated with angelic ease | E |
Softening that bright effulgence by degrees | E |
Till he had reached a summit sharp and bare | D |
Where oft the venturous heifer drinks the noontide breeze | E |
Upon the apex of that lofty cone | F |
Alighted there the Stranger stood alone | F |
Fair as a gorgeous Fabric of the east | B |
Suddenly raised by some enchanter's power | G |
Where nothing was and firm as some old Tower | G |
Of Britain's realm whose leafy crest | B |
Waves high embellished by a gleaming shower | G |
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II | A |
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Beneath the shadow of his purple wings | H |
Rested a golden harp he touched the strings | H |
And after prelude of unearthly sound | B |
Poured through the echoing hills around | B |
He sang | I |
'No wintry desolations | H |
Scorching blight or noxious dew | B |
Affect my native habitations | H |
Buried in glory far beyond the scope | J |
Of man's inquiring gaze but to his hope | J |
Imaged though faintly in the hue | B |
Profound of night's ethereal blue | B |
And in the aspect of each radiant orb | K |
Some fixed some wandering with no timid curb | L |
But wandering star and fixed to mortal eye | A |
Blended in absolute serenity | B |
And free from semblance of decline | M |
Fresh as if Evening brought their natal hour | G |
Her darkness splendour gave her silence power | G |
To testify of Love and Grace divine | M |
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III | A |
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'What if those bright fires | H |
Shine subject to decay | N |
Sons haply of extinguished sires | H |
Themselves to lose their light or pass away | N |
Like clouds before the wind | B |
Be thanks poured out to Him whose hand bestows | H |
Nightly on human kind | B |
That vision of endurance and repose | H |
And though to every draught of vital breath | O |
Renewed throughout the bounds of earth or ocean | C |
The melancholy gates of Death | O |
Respond with sympathetic motion | C |
Though all that feeds on nether air | D |
Howe'er magnificent or fair | D |
Grows but to perish and entrust | B |
Its ruins to their kindred dust | B |
Yet by the Almighty's ever during care | D |
Her procreant vigils Nature keeps | H |
Amid the unfathomable deeps | H |
And saves the peopled fields of earth | P |
From dread of emptiness or dearth | P |
Thus in their stations lifting tow'rd the sky | A |
The foliaged head in cloud like majesty | B |
The shadow casting race of trees survive | Q |
Thus in the train of Spring arrive | Q |
Sweet flowers what living eye hath viewed | B |
Their myriads endlessly renewed | B |
Wherever strikes the sun's glad ray | N |
Where'er the subtle waters stray | N |
Wherever sportive breezes bend | B |
Their course or genial showers descend | B |
Mortals rejoice the very Angels quit | B |
Their mansions unsusceptible of change | R |
Amid your pleasant bowers to sit | B |
And through your sweet vicissitudes to range ' | - |
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IV | Q |
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Oh nursed at happy distance from the cares | H |
Of a too anxious world mild pastoral Muse | H |
That to the sparkling crown Urania wears | H |
And to her sister Clio's laurel wreath | S |
Prefer'st a garland culled from purple heath | S |
Or blooming thicket moist with morning dews | H |
Was such bright Spectacle vouchsafed to me | B |
And was it granted to the simple ear | T |
Of thy contented Votary | T |
Such melody to hear | T |
'Him' rather suits it side by side with thee | B |
Wrapped in a fit of pleasing indolence | H |
While thy tired lute hangs on the hawthorn tree | B |
To lie and listen till o'er drowsed sense | H |
Sinks hardly conscious of the influence | H |
To the soft murmur of the vagrant Bee | B |
A slender sound yet hoary Time | U |
Doth to the 'Soul' exalt it with the chime | U |
Of all his years a company | B |
Of ages coming ages gone | V |
Nations from before them sweeping | W |
Regions in destruction steeping | W |
But every awful note in unison | C |
With that faint utterance which tells | H |
Of treasure sucked from buds and bells | H |
For the pure keeping of those waxen cells | H |
Where She a statist prudent to confer | T |
Upon the common weal a warrior bold | B |
Radiant all over with unburnished gold | B |
And armed with living spear for mortal fight | B |
A cunning forager | T |
That spreads no waste a social builder one | C |
In whom all busy offices unite | B |
With all fine functions that afford delight | B |
Safe through the winter storm in quiet dwells | H |
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V | B |
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And is She brought within the power | T |
Of vision o'er this tempting flower | T |
Hovering until the petals stay | N |
Her flight and take its voice away | N |
Observe each wing a tiny van | X |
The structure of her laden thigh | Q |
How fragile yet of ancestry | B |
Mysteriously remote and high | Q |
High as the imperial front of man | X |
The roseate bloom on woman's cheek | W |
The soaring eagle's curved beak | W |
The white plumes of the floating swan | Y |
Old as the tiger's paw the lion's mane | Z |
Ere shaken by that mood of stern disdain | Z |
At which the desert trembles Humming Bee | B |
Thy sting was needless then perchance unknown | F |
The seeds of malice were not sown | F |
All creatures met in peace from fierceness free | B |
And no pride blended with their dignity | B |
Tears had not broken from their source | H |
Nor Anguish strayed from her Tartarean den | A2 |
The golden years maintained a course | H |
Not undiversified though smooth and even | B2 |
We were not mocked with glimpse and shadow then | A2 |
Bright Seraphs mixed familiarly with men | A2 |
And earth and stars composed a universal heaven | C |
William Wordsworth
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