Vernal Ode Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: A ABABCCBBDEEDEFFBGGBG A HHBBIHBHJJBBKLABMGGM A HNHNBHBHOCOCDDBBDHHP PABQQBBNNBBBRB Q HHHSSHBTTTBHBHHBUUBV WWCHHHTBBBTCBBH B TTNNXQBQXWWYZZBFFBBH A2HB2A2A2C

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BENEATH the concave of an April skyA
When all the fields with freshest green were dightB
Appeared in presence of the spiritual eyeA
That aids or supersedes our grosser sightB
The form and rich habiliments of OneC
Whose countenance bore resemblance to the sunC
When it reveals in evening majestyB
Features half lost amid their own pure lightB
Poised like a weary cloud in middle airD
He hung then floated with angelic easeE
Softening that bright effulgence by degreesE
Till he had reached a summit sharp and bareD
Where oft the venturous heifer drinks the noontide breezeE
Upon the apex of that lofty coneF
Alighted there the Stranger stood aloneF
Fair as a gorgeous Fabric of the eastB
Suddenly raised by some enchanter's powerG
Where nothing was and firm as some old TowerG
Of Britain's realm whose leafy crestB
Waves high embellished by a gleaming showerG
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Beneath the shadow of his purple wingsH
Rested a golden harp he touched the stringsH
And after prelude of unearthly soundB
Poured through the echoing hills aroundB
He sangI
'No wintry desolationsH
Scorching blight or noxious dewB
Affect my native habitationsH
Buried in glory far beyond the scopeJ
Of man's inquiring gaze but to his hopeJ
Imaged though faintly in the hueB
Profound of night's ethereal blueB
And in the aspect of each radiant orbK
Some fixed some wandering with no timid curbL
But wandering star and fixed to mortal eyeA
Blended in absolute serenityB
And free from semblance of declineM
Fresh as if Evening brought their natal hourG
Her darkness splendour gave her silence powerG
To testify of Love and Grace divineM
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'What if those bright firesH
Shine subject to decayN
Sons haply of extinguished siresH
Themselves to lose their light or pass awayN
Like clouds before the windB
Be thanks poured out to Him whose hand bestowsH
Nightly on human kindB
That vision of endurance and reposeH
And though to every draught of vital breathO
Renewed throughout the bounds of earth or oceanC
The melancholy gates of DeathO
Respond with sympathetic motionC
Though all that feeds on nether airD
Howe'er magnificent or fairD
Grows but to perish and entrustB
Its ruins to their kindred dustB
Yet by the Almighty's ever during careD
Her procreant vigils Nature keepsH
Amid the unfathomable deepsH
And saves the peopled fields of earthP
From dread of emptiness or dearthP
Thus in their stations lifting tow'rd the skyA
The foliaged head in cloud like majestyB
The shadow casting race of trees surviveQ
Thus in the train of Spring arriveQ
Sweet flowers what living eye hath viewedB
Their myriads endlessly renewedB
Wherever strikes the sun's glad rayN
Where'er the subtle waters strayN
Wherever sportive breezes bendB
Their course or genial showers descendB
Mortals rejoice the very Angels quitB
Their mansions unsusceptible of changeR
Amid your pleasant bowers to sitB
And through your sweet vicissitudes to range '-
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IVQ
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Oh nursed at happy distance from the caresH
Of a too anxious world mild pastoral MuseH
That to the sparkling crown Urania wearsH
And to her sister Clio's laurel wreathS
Prefer'st a garland culled from purple heathS
Or blooming thicket moist with morning dewsH
Was such bright Spectacle vouchsafed to meB
And was it granted to the simple earT
Of thy contented VotaryT
Such melody to hearT
'Him' rather suits it side by side with theeB
Wrapped in a fit of pleasing indolenceH
While thy tired lute hangs on the hawthorn treeB
To lie and listen till o'er drowsed senseH
Sinks hardly conscious of the influenceH
To the soft murmur of the vagrant BeeB
A slender sound yet hoary TimeU
Doth to the 'Soul' exalt it with the chimeU
Of all his years a companyB
Of ages coming ages goneV
Nations from before them sweepingW
Regions in destruction steepingW
But every awful note in unisonC
With that faint utterance which tellsH
Of treasure sucked from buds and bellsH
For the pure keeping of those waxen cellsH
Where She a statist prudent to conferT
Upon the common weal a warrior boldB
Radiant all over with unburnished goldB
And armed with living spear for mortal fightB
A cunning foragerT
That spreads no waste a social builder oneC
In whom all busy offices uniteB
With all fine functions that afford delightB
Safe through the winter storm in quiet dwellsH
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And is She brought within the powerT
Of vision o'er this tempting flowerT
Hovering until the petals stayN
Her flight and take its voice awayN
Observe each wing a tiny vanX
The structure of her laden thighQ
How fragile yet of ancestryB
Mysteriously remote and highQ
High as the imperial front of manX
The roseate bloom on woman's cheekW
The soaring eagle's curved beakW
The white plumes of the floating swanY
Old as the tiger's paw the lion's maneZ
Ere shaken by that mood of stern disdainZ
At which the desert trembles Humming BeeB
Thy sting was needless then perchance unknownF
The seeds of malice were not sownF
All creatures met in peace from fierceness freeB
And no pride blended with their dignityB
Tears had not broken from their sourceH
Nor Anguish strayed from her Tartarean denA2
The golden years maintained a courseH
Not undiversified though smooth and evenB2
We were not mocked with glimpse and shadow thenA2
Bright Seraphs mixed familiarly with menA2
And earth and stars composed a universal heavenC

William Wordsworth



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