Yarrow Visited. September, 1814 Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABABCDED DDDDFGDH IDJDDKLK MNONPNDN DDQDDRSR EKTKUVWV DMXMDVDV YKZKDKEK TMA2MKKDK KVDVB2MC2M DD2KD2RRE2R| And is this Yarrow This the stream | A |
| Of which my fancy cherished | B |
| So faithfully a waking dream | A |
| An image that hath perished | B |
| O that some Minstrel's harp were near | C |
| To utter notes of gladness | D |
| And chase this silence from the air | E |
| That fills my heart with sadness | D |
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| Yet why a silvery current flows | D |
| With uncontrolled meanderings | D |
| Nor have these eyes by greener hills | D |
| Been soothed in all my wanderings | D |
| And through her depths Saint Mary's Lake | F |
| Is visibly delighted | G |
| For not a feature of those hills | D |
| Is in the mirror slighted | H |
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| A blue sky bends o'er Yarrow vale | I |
| Save where that pearly whiteness | D |
| Is round the rising sun diffused | J |
| A tender hazy brightness | D |
| Mild dawn of promise that excludes | D |
| All profitless dejection | K |
| Though not unwilling here to admit | L |
| A pensive recollection | K |
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| Where was it that the famous Flower | M |
| Of Yarrow Vale lay bleeding | N |
| His bed perchance was yon smooth mound | O |
| On which the herd is feeding | N |
| And haply from this crystal pool | P |
| Now peaceful as the morning | N |
| The Water wraith ascended thrice | D |
| And gave his doleful warning | N |
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| Delicious is the Lay that sings | D |
| The haunts of happy Lovers | D |
| The path that leads them to the grove | Q |
| The leafy grove that covers | D |
| And Pity sanctifies the Verse | D |
| That paints by strength of sorrow | R |
| The unconquerable strength of love | S |
| Bear witness rueful Yarrow | R |
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| But thou that didst appear so fair | E |
| To fond imagination | K |
| Dost rival in the light of day | T |
| Her delicate creation | K |
| Meek loveliness is round thee spread | U |
| A softness still and holy | V |
| The grace of forest charms decayed | W |
| And pastoral melancholy | V |
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| That region left the vale unfolds | D |
| Rich groves of lofty stature | M |
| With Yarrow winding through the pomp | X |
| Of cultivated nature | M |
| And rising from those lofty groves | D |
| Behold a Ruin hoary | V |
| The shattered front of Newark's Towers | D |
| Renowned in Border story | V |
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| Fair scenes for childhood's opening bloom | Y |
| For sportive youth to stray in | K |
| For manhood to enjoy his strength | Z |
| And age to wear away in | K |
| Yon cottage seems a bower of bliss | D |
| A covert for protection | K |
| Of tender thoughts that nestle there | E |
| The brood of chaste affection | K |
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| How sweet on this autumnal day | T |
| The wild wood fruits to gather | M |
| And on my True love's forehead plant | A2 |
| A crest of blooming heather | M |
| And what if I enwreathed my own | K |
| 'Twere no offence to reason | K |
| The sober Hills thus deck their brows | D |
| To meet the wintry season | K |
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| I see but not by sight alone | K |
| Loved Yarrow have I won thee | V |
| A ray of fancy still survives | D |
| Her sunshine plays upon thee | V |
| Thy ever youthful waters keep | B2 |
| A course of lively pleasure | M |
| And gladsome notes my lips can breathe | C2 |
| Accordant to the measure | M |
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| The vapours linger round the Heights | D |
| They melt and soon must vanish | D2 |
| One hour is theirs nor more is mine | K |
| Sad thought which I would banish | D2 |
| But that I know where'er I go | R |
| Thy genuine image Yarrow | R |
| Will dwell with me to heighten joy | E2 |
| And cheer my mind in sorrow | R |
William Wordsworth
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