With the wild world I dwelt in, is a thing
Which warns me, with its stillness, to forsake
Earth's troubled waters for a purer spring.
This quiet sail is as a noiseless wing
To waft me from distraction; once I loved
Torn ocean's roar, but thy soft murmuring
Sounds sweet as if a Sister's voice reproved,
That I with stern delights should e'er have been so moved
This poem is made up of a stanza. This stanza has nine lines. Lines have a regular length and begin with capital letters. Lines are aligned and there is a regular punctuation. In this poem there is a regular rhyme scheme: ABABBCBDD. The poem begins with an invocation. In this poem there are many run-on-lines, two alliterations. There is a metonimia, two similes and a metaphor.
In this poem the poet addresses the lake with positive adjective, he in fact defines the lake clear and placid (line 1). The quiet of this place invites the poet to avoid from “earth’s troubled waters”, line 4, and “ocean’s roar”, line 7.