Yarrow Visited Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: A BCBCDEFE EEEEGHEI JEKEELML ANONPNEN EEQEERSR FLTLUVWV EAXAEVEV YLZLELFL TAA2ALLEL LVEVB2AC2A ED2LD2RRE2R

SeptemberA
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And is this Yarrow This the streamB
Of which my fancy cherishedC
So faithfully a waking dreamB
An image that hath perishedC
O that some minstrel's harp were nearD
To utter notes of gladnessE
And chase this silence from the airF
That fills my heart with sadnessE
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Yet why a silvery current flowsE
With uncontrolled meanderingsE
Nor have these eyes by greener hillsE
Been soothed in all my wanderingsE
And through her depths Saint Mary's LakeG
Is visibly delightedH
For not a feature of those hillsE
Is in the mirror slightedI
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A blue sky bends o'er Yarrow ValeJ
Save where that pearly whitenessE
Is round the rising sun diffusedK
A tender hazy brightnessE
Mild dawn of promise that excludesE
All profitless dejectionL
Though not unwilling here to admitM
A pensive recollectionL
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Where was it that the famous FlowerA
Of Yarrow Vale lay bleedingN
His bed perchance was yon smooth moundO
On which the herd is feedingN
And haply from this crystal poolP
Now peaceful as the morningN
The Water wraith ascended thriceE
And gave his doleful warningN
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Delicious is the Lay that singsE
The haunts of happy loversE
The path that leads them to the groveQ
The leafy grove that coversE
And pity sanctifies the verseE
That paints by strength of sorrowR
The unconquerable strength of loveS
Bear witness rueful YarrowR
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But thou that didst appear so fairF
To fond imaginationL
Dost rival in the light of dayT
Her delicate creationL
Meek loveliness is round thee spreadU
A softness still and holyV
The grace of forest charms decayedW
And pastoral melancholyV
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That region left the vale unfoldsE
Rich groves of lofty statureA
With Yarrow winding through the pompX
Of cultivated natureA
And rising from those lofty grovesE
Behold a ruin hoaryV
The shattered front of Newark's TowersE
Renowned in Border storyV
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Fair scenes for childhood's opening bloomY
For sportive youth to stray inL
For manhood to enjoy his strengthZ
And age to wear away inL
Yon cottage seems a bower of blissE
A covert for protectionL
Of tender thoughts that nestle thereF
The brood of chaste affectionL
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How sweeet on this autumnal dayT
The wild wood fruits to gatherA
And on my true love's forehead plantA2
A crest of blooming heatherA
And what if I enwreathed my ownL
'Twere no offence to reasonL
The sober hills thus deck their browsE
To meet the wintry seasonL
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I see but not by sight aloneL
Loved Yarrow have I won theeV
A ray of Fancy still survivesE
Her sunshine plays upon theeV
Thy ever youthful waters keepB2
A course of lively pleasureA
And gladsome notes my lips can breatheC2
Accordant to the measureA
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The vapours linger round the heightsE
They melt and soon must vanishD2
One hour is theirs nor more is mineL
Sad thought which I would banishD2
But that I know where'er I goR
Thy genuine image YarrowR
Will dwell with me to heighten joyE2
And cheer my mind in sorrowR

William Wordsworth



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