When To The Attractions Of The Busy World Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

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WHEN to the attractions of the busy worldA
Preferring studious leisure I had chosenB
A habitation in this peaceful ValeC
Sharp season followed of continual stormD
In deepest winter and from week to weekE
Pathway and lane and public road were cloggedF
With frequent showers of snow Upon a hillG
At a short distance from my cottage standsH
A stately Fir grove whither I was wontI
To hasten for I found beneath the roofJ
Of that perennial shade a cloistral placeK
Of refuge with an unincumbered floorL
Here in safe covert on the shallow snowM
And sometimes on a speck of visible earthN
The redbreast near me hopped nor was I lothO
To sympathise with vulgar coppice birdsP
That for protection from the nipping blastQ
Hither repaired A single beech tree grewR
Within this grove of firs and on the forkS
Of that one beech appeared a thrush's nestT
A last year's nest conspicuously builtU
At such small elevation from the groundV
As gave sure sign that they who in that houseW
Of nature and of love had made their homeX
Amid the fir trees all the summer longY
Dwelt in a tranquil spot And oftentimesZ
A few sheep stragglers from some mountain flockA2
Would watch my motions with suspicious stareB2
From the remotest outskirts of the groveC2
Some nook where they had made their final standD2
Huddling together from two fears the fearE2
Of me and of the storm Full many an hourF2
Here did I lose But in this grove the treesG2
Had been so thickly planted and had thrivenM
In such perplexed and intricate arrayH2
That vainly did I seek beneath their stemsI2
A length of open space where to and froM
My feet might move without concern or careB2
And baffled thus though earth from day to dayH2
Was fettered and the air by storm disturbedJ2
I ceased the shelter to frequent and prizedK2
Less than I wished to prize that calm recessL2
The snows dissolved and genial Spring returnedM2
To clothe the fields with verdure Other hauntsN2
Meanwhile were mine till one bright April dayH2
By chance retiring from the glare of noonM
To this forsaken covert there I foundV
A hoary pathway traced between the treesG2
And winding on with such an easy lineM
Along a natural opening that I stoodO2
Much wondering how I could have sought in vainM
For what was now so obvious To abideP2
For an allotted interval of easeG2
Under my cottage roof had gladly comeQ2
From the wild sea a cherished VisitantP2
And with the sight of this same path begunM
Begun and ended in the shady groveC2
Pleasant conviction flashed upon my mindP2
That to this opportune recess alluredP2
He had surveyed it with a finer eyeR2
A heart more wakeful and had worn the trackS2
By pacing here unwearied and aloneM
In that habitual restlessness of footP2
That haunts the Sailor measuring o'er and o'erF2
His short domain upon the vessel's deckT2
While she pursues her course through the dreary seaU2
When thou hadst quitted Esthwaite's pleasant shoreL
And taken thy first leave of those green hillsV2
And rocks that were the play ground of thy youthW2
Year followed year my Brother and we twoR
Conversing not knew little in what mouldP2
Each other's mind was fashioned and at lengthX2
When once again we met in Grasmere ValeC
Between us there was little other bondP2
Than common feelings of fraternal loveY2
But thou a Schoolboy to the sea hadst carriedP2
Undying recollections Nature thereB2
Was with thee she who loved us both she stillG
Was with thee and even so didst thou becomeQ2
A 'silent' Poet from the solitudeP2
Of the vast sea didst bring a watchful heartP2
Still couchant an inevitable earZ2
And an eye practised like a blind man's touchA3
Back to the joyless Ocean thou art goneM
Nor from this vestige of thy musing hoursB3
Could I withhold thy honoured name and nowM
I love the fir grove with a perfect loveY2
Thither do I withdraw when cloudless sunsC3
Shine hot or wind blows troublesome and strongY
And there I sit at evening when the steepD3
Of Silver how and Grasmere's peaceful lakeE3
And one green island gleam between the stemsI2
Of the dark firs a visionary sceneM
And while I gaze upon the spectacleF3
Of clouded splendour on this dream like sightP2
Of solemn loveliness I think on theeU2
My Brother and on all which thou hast lostP2
Nor seldom if I rightly guess while ThouM
Muttering the verses which I muttered firstP2
Among the mountains through the midnight watchG3
Art pacing thoughtfully the vessel's deckT2
In some far region here while o'er my headP2
At every impulse of the moving breezeG2
The fir grove murmurs with a sea like soundP2
Alone I tread this path for aught I knowM
Timing my steps to thine and with a storeL
Of undistinguishable sympathiesG2
Mingling most earnest wishes for the dayP2
When we and others whom we love shall meetP2
A second time in Grasmere's happy ValeC

William Wordsworth



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