No better examples can be taken for this than two already used by
Dr. Sievers—the close of the Phœnix with its illuminative Latin
admixture, and a bit of Beowulf (205 ff.)(dotted foot division
added in first case):
Háfað ¦ us alýfed ¦ lucis | auctor
Þœt we mó¦tun hér ¦ meru |eri
ȝóddædum be¦ȝiétan ¦ gaudia in | coelo
Pǽr we ¦ mótun ¦ maxima | regna.
Hǽfde se ȝoda || Géata téoda
cémpan ȝecórene || þara þe ne cénóste
findan míhte || fíftener súm
súndwudu sóhte || sécȝ wísade
láȝucræftig món || lándȝemýrcu.
In these the general trochaic run and the corresponding tendency to
dactylic substitution, which are so evident in the Latin, as it were
muffle themselves in the English; and the contrast, so strikingly
brought out in the mixed passage, is not really less evident in the
pure Anglo-Saxon one. The muffling is the result, partly of the
imperfect substitution, or rather the actual presence of syllables
not digested into the metre; partly of the overbearing middle pause,
which, suggesting another in each section, chops the whole up into
disconnected grunts or spasmodic phrases.
Thé wes ¦ bóld ge¦býld || er ¦ thú i¦bóren ¦ wére,
Thé wes ¦ mólde i¦mynt || er ¦ thú of ¦ móder ¦ cóme,
Ác hit ¦ nés no i¦díht ¦|| né theo ¦ deópnes i¦méten,
Nés gyt i¦lóced || hu ¦ lóng hit the ¦ wére.
Here an immense advance is made. The rhythm is still trochaic,
though it is by no means certain that it does not show symptoms
of iambicisation. It is far more well marked; and one of the
means of the marking is that the "ditch in the middle"—the formal
pause,—though no doubt technically and even rhetorically existing, is
overrun by the suggested feet as long as the trochee is kept. But if
this pause holds its place it suggests iambic scansion—
and something like the whole future of English poetry lies in the
suggestion. Do not omit to notice the metrical assistance given by the
epanaphora, or repetition of the same word and phrases in the same
place, and by the imperfect and irregular assonances emphasising the
divisions.
Sainte ¦ Mari¦e Vir¦gine
Moder Je¦su Cris¦tes Na¦zarene
Onfang ¦ schild ¦ help thin ¦ Godric,
Onfang ¦ bring he ¦ gelich ¦ mit the ¦ in God¦es ric.
A distinct effort at iambic stanza, such as that of the great Ambrosian
hymn, Veni Redemptor gentium.
It is not surprising if the experimenter stumbles, if the old trochaic
rhythm is sometimes in his head, and if, in the last verse, he either
overruns or divides and makes a quintet. The struggle towards feet—and
new feet—is there, and rhyme, if imperfect, is there also.
And nu | icc wil|le shæ|wenn yuw
summ-del | withth God|ess hellp|e
Off thatt | Judiss|kenn follk|ess lac
thatt Drih|htin wass | full cwem|e.
The moral of this (whether it be written as above in eights and sevens
or continuously as "fifteeners") is unmistakable, as stated before:
the writer, for all his scrupulous indication of short vowels, seems
to care no more than if he were a modern Frenchman for syllabic
quantity, or even for accent. He will have his fifteen syllables,
his pause at the eighth, and his sing-song run of seven dissyllabic
batches and a feminine ending. But, will he nill he, he impresses—with
whatever sing-song effect and whatever merciless iteration—the iambic
beat throughout his whole enormous work.
1. {Þa an|swære|de Vor|tiger—
{of ælc | an vu|ele he | wes wær.
2. {Nulle ¦ ich heom ¦ belauen ||
{bi mine ¦ quike live.
3. {For Hen|gest is | hider | icumen,
{He is | mi fa|der and ich | his sune.
4. {And ich ¦ habbe ¦ to leof-monne ||
{his dohter ¦ Rowenne.
These four couplets (continuous in the original) exhibit perfectly the
process which was going on. (2) is a rather shapeless example of the
old scarcely metrical Anglo-Saxon line with a roughly trochaic rhythm;
and (4) is not very different. But (3) is a not quite successful,
though recognisable, attempt at a rhymed (it is actually assonanced)
iambic dimeter or octosyllabic couplet. And (1) is this couplet
complete at all points in rhythm, metre, and rhyme—capable, in fact,
of being exactly quantified and rendered exactly into modern English,
all but the dropped final e:
Thĕn ān|swĕrēd|[ĕ] Vōr|tĭger
ŏf īlk | ăn ē|vĭl hē | wăs wāre.
The exact origin[31] of the "fourteener," "septenar" (as the Germans
call it), "long Alexandrine" (as it was very improperly termed in
England for a time), "seven-foot" or "seven-accent" line—to give its
various designations—is a matter of conjecture. The "fifteener" of
Orm with the redundant syllable lopped off; a variation with iambic
or "rising stress" rhythm substituted for trochaic or falling, and a
syllable added in the popular Latin metre of
Meum est propositum in taberna mori;
with other things; most probably of all, a shortened metrification of
the old long line, to represent the frequent inequality of its halves
better than the octosyllabic couplet—have been suggested. It holds,
however, such an important place in English prosody from the early
thirteenth to the late sixteenth century, and its resolution into the
ballad couplet or "common measure" is of so much greater importance
still, that it can hardly have too much attention.
The extraordinarily prosaic and "stumping" cadence of the Ormulum
perhaps obscures the connection, especially as this rigid syllabisation
makes trisyllabic feet impossible. But the true rhythm appears, though
still with a redundant syllable, in the famous Moral Ode, the older
versions of which are dated before Orm. The oldest, as it is supposed
to be, of these shows the form in full existence—
Ich em | nu al|der thene | ich wes | a win|tre and | a la|re.
But the youngest—
Ich | am el|der than | ich wes | a win|ter and eke | on lo|re—
gives a priceless improvement; for even if "nu" has dropped out, the
resulting monosyllabic foot is quite rhythmical, the trisyllabic "-ter
and eke" is unmistakable, and the life and spirit that it gives to the
verse equally so.
In the course of the thirteenth century the form develops immensely.
As a continuous one, it furnishes the staple of the Chronicle and
Saints' Lives, attributed—the former certainly and the latter
probably in at least some cases—to Robert of Gloucester. As thus in
Lear's complaint:
Mid yox|ing and | mid gret | wop || þas | began | ys mone
Alas! | alas! | þe luþ | or wate | that fyl|est me | þos one:
Þat | þus | clene | me bryngst | adoun || wyder | schal I | be broȝht?
For more | sorwe | yt doþ | me when || it co|meth in | my thoȝht.
. . . . . . .
Le|ve doȝ|ter Cor|deille, || to sþo|e þou seid|est me
Þat as muche | as ych | hadde y | was worþ | pei y | ne lev|ed the.
But before long it shows, though it may be still written on, an
evident tendency to break up into ballad measure, as in the (also
thirteenth-century) Judas poem:
Hit wes upon a scere-Thursday
That ure Laverd aros,
Ful milde were the wordes
He spec to Judas:
"Judas, thou most to Jursalem
Oure mete for to bugge,
Thritti platen of selver
Thou bere upo thi rugge.
We have seen how, in Layamon, the regular rhymed octosyllabic couplet
or iambic dimeter ("four-stress line," etc.) shows itself, either as a
deliberate alternative to the old long line, or as a half-unconscious
result of the endeavour to adjust it to the new metrical tendencies
of the language. And we saw, also, that its examples in Layamon
himself vary from absolute normality to different stages of licence
or incompleteness. Before long, however, we find two varieties
establishing themselves, with more or less distinct and definite
contrast. The first, which seems to keep French or Latin examples
more or less strictly before it, is exemplified in The Owl and the
Nightingale, and scans as follows:
Wi nul|tu singe | an oth|er theode,
War hit | is much|ele mo|re neode?
Thu nea|ver ne | singst in | Irlonde,
Ne thu | ne cumest | nogt in | Scotlonde:
Hwi nul|tu fa|re to Nor|eweie?[32]
And sing|en men | of Gal|eweie?
Thar | beoth men | that lut|el kunne
Of songe | that is | bineothe | the sunne.
Here, it will be observed, there is practically no licence except
a few doubtful e's, and that of omitting one syllable and making
the line "acephalous" iambic or catalectic trochaic. This form was
followed largely, and, from Chaucer and Gower onwards, by most poets,
except Spenser, till the time of Chatterton, Blake, and Coleridge in
Christabel.
Side by side with it, however, a form embodying the special
characteristic of the new English prosody— equivalent
substitution—exhibits itself in full force in the
mid-thirteenth-century Genesis and Exodus, as well as in other
miscellaneous poems and in the romances. Here are specimens from
Genesis and Exodus, 2367-2376:
Josep | gaf ilc | here twin|ne srud,
Benia|min most | he ma|de prud;
Fif we|den best | bar Ben|iamin
Thre hun|dred plates | of sil|ver fin,
Al|so fele | o|there | thor-til,
He bad | ben in | is fa|deres wil,
And x | asses | with se|mes fest;
Of all | Egyp|tes welth|e best
Gaf he | is brethe|re, with her|te blithe,
And bad | hem ra | pen hem hom | ward swithe.
And from Richard Cœur de Lion, 3261-3268:
Nay quod | Kyng Rich|ard, be God | my lord,
Ne schal | I ne|vyr with him | acord!
Ne hadde ne|vyr ben | lost A|cres toun
Ne had|de ben | through hys | tresoun.
Yiff he yil|de again | my fad|erys tresour
And Jeru|salem | with gret | honour,
Thenne | my wrath|e I hym | forgive
And ne|vyr ellys | whyl that | I live.
Here, it will be observed, the foot of three syllables—generally,
if not always, an anapæst—and even, it would seem, that of one
sometimes, are freely substituted for that of two, adding immensely
to the variety, spirit, and freedom of the line. The first "ne hadde"
is perhaps run together.
At an uncertain period in the thirteenth century this makes its
appearance—no doubt directly imitated from the French, but probably
also in part a derivative of the application of metrical tendency
to the aboriginal line-couplet. Its French name[33] is not, to
our eyes, appropriate —one would rather call it "waisted" or
"waisted-and-tailed rhyme"; and as it is very largely (in fact,
with the plain couplet predominantly) used in the English romances,
"romance-six" as opposed to "ballad-four" seems a good name for it. It
sometimes, however, extends to three, four, or even six sets of two
eights and a six, and is found both plain and equivalenced, as thus:
The brid|des sing|e, it is | no nay,
The spar|hauk and | the pap|ejay,
that joy|e it was | to here.
The thrus|telcok made eek | his lay,
The wo|de dowv|e upon | the spray
She sang | ful loud|e and clere.
(Chaucer, Sir Thopas.)
As soon|e as the em|peroure yil|dyd the gast,
A prowd|e gar|son came | in haste,
Sir Syn|agote | hight he—
And broght | an hun|dred hel|mes bright
Of har|dy men | that cowd|e wel fight
Of felde | wolde ne|ver oon flee.
(Le Bone Florence of Rome, 778-783.)
The plain form, as Chaucer, of malice prepense, showed in the above, is
particularly liable to sing-song effect.
(a) A very considerable number of these were introduced, sometimes
no doubt by direct imitation of French or (as in the case of the
"Burns-metre,"[34]) Provençal originals, sometimes by the ingenuity of
the individual poet, working on the plastic material of the blended
language, according to the new metrical foot-system. They all scan
easily by this, as may be seen in a stanza of Tristrem, one of the
Harleian Lyrics, and a "Burns stanza" from the York Plays; while
anapæstic substitution, amounting to something like "triple time" as a
whole, appears in the Hampolian extract.
The king | had a douh|ter dere,
That mai|den Y|sonde hight,
That gle | was lef | to here
And romaun|ce to rede | aright.
Sir Tram|tris hir | gan lere,
Tho, | with al | his might,
What al|le poin|tès were
To se | the sothe |in sight,
To say,
In Yr|lond nas | no knight,
With Y|sonde | durst play.
(Sir Tristrem, 1255-63.)
(Three-foot iambic with single-foot "bob." All final e's sounded or
elided. One monosyllabic, and two or three trisyllabic, substitutions.)
Bytuen|e Mershe | ant A|veril
when spray bigin|neth to springe,
The lut|el foul | hath hi|re wyl
on hy|re lud | to synge;
Ich lib|be in | love-|longinge
For sem | lokest | of al|le thynge,
He may | me | blis|se bringe,
icham | in hire | baundoun.
An hen|dy hap | ichab|be y-hent,
Ichot | from hevene | it is | me sent,
From alle | wymmen | mi love | is lent
ant lyht | on A|lysoun.
(Alison, Harleian MS. p. 27, ed. Wright.)
(From the other stanzas it appears that the middle quatrain
should consist of three eights and a six, and that something has
dropped—supplied now by carets. Otherwise the scheme is clear.)
Fro thaym | is lost[e] | both[e] game | and glee.
He bad|de that they | schuld mais|ters be
Over all[e] kenn[e] thing, | outy-taen | a tree
He taught | them to be
And ther-|to went[e] | both she | and he
Agagne | his wille.
("York" Plays, vi. § 2.)
(The final e's are beginning to be neglected, and the whole is
probably in strict iambics here, though vacillation between four-
and five-foot lines is not absolutely impossible. But there is
trisyllabic substitution elsewhere, though not very much. It may be
remembered that there is little of it in Burns's own examples of this
metre. Closer still to his is the following):
Eve. Sethyn[35] it | was so | me knyth | it sore,
Bot syth|en that wo|man witte|lles ware,
Mans mais|t[i]rie | should have | been more
Agayns | the gilte.
Adam. Nay at | my speech|e would thou ne|ver spare
That has | us spilte.
(Ibid. § 24.)
(b)
My tru|est trea|sure so trai|torly ta|ken,
So bit|terly bound|en with by|tand band|es,
How soon | of thy ser|vants wast thou | forsa|ken
And loathe|ly for my | life hurled | with hand|es
(Horstmann's Hampole, i. 72.)
(Probably, when first written, the ultimate e's of the even lines
were sounded; but even this is not certain, and the superiority of the
shortening would soon have struck the ear.)
(c) More elaborate stanza from the Drama:
Myght|ful God | veray, || Ma|ker of all | that is
Thre per|sons without|en nay, || oone God | in end|les blis,
Thou maid|è both night | and day, || beest, fowle | and fish,
All crea|tures that | lif may || wrought | thou at | thy wish,
As thou | wel myght:
The sun, | the moyn|è, ve|rament
Thou maid|è: [and] | the fir|mament,
The star|rès al|so full | fervent
To shyn|e thou maid|e ful bright.
("Townley" Plays, iii. p. 23, E.E.T.S.)
The idea that the new metres in English were invariably direct copies
of those already existing in French (or Latin) seems to be decisively
negatived by the fact that the decasyllabic line—the staple, not
indeed in couplet but in long batches or tirades, of the earlier
French chansons de geste—makes a rare appearance in English verse
before the late fourteenth century. But it does appear, thereby, on the
other hand, negativing the notion that Chaucer "introduced" it, and
suggesting that it was, in part at least, a genuine experiment—not
in imitation, but in really independent development, of the
possibilities of English metre. Here are scanned examples of different
periods.
(a) Uncertain in intention, but assuming distinct couplet cadence:
Cristes | milde | moder | seynte | marie,
Mines | liues | leome | mi leou|e lefdi,
To the | ich buwe | and mi|ne kneon | ich beie,
And al | min heor|te blod | to the | ich offrie.
(Orison of Our Lady (c. 1200).)
(b) Expansion of octosyllable in single line:
And nu|tes amig|deles | thoron|ne numen.
(Genesis and Exodus, 3840 (c. 1250).)
(c) In couplet:
And swore | by Je|su that | made moon | and star
Agenst | the Sara|cens he | should learn | to war.
(Richard Cœur de Lion, 2435-36 (before 1325?).)
(d) Overflow of octosyllable into decasyllable; probably, in the
first place, from the equivalenced lines lending themselves to another
run:
The bugh|es er | the ar|mes with | the handes,
And the | legges, | with the | fete | that standes.
(In Hampole's Prick of Conscience, 680, 681
(before 1350), with scores of others.)
The examples of this revival (see Book II.) cannot, of course, in their
nature, be strictly scanned. But it is important to bring out the
change of rhythm as compared with the older examples (v. sup. p.
37).
(To prevent confusion with positive metrical scansion, I have made
the scanning bars dotted, and have doubled the foot-division line for
the middle pause in the first extract.)
Hit bifel ¦ in that fo¦rest there fast ¦ by-side,
Ther woned ¦ a wel old cherl |¦| that was ¦ a couherde.
(William of Palerne.)
(Notice that the nisus towards anapæstic cadence overruns the break
both in the metre and, as at "-glent," "stor," "-port" below, in the
half line.)
Wende, wor¦thelych wyght ¦ vus won¦ez to seche,
Dryf ouer ¦ this dymme wa¦ter if thou ¦ druye findez,
Bryng bod¦worde to bot ¦ blysse ¦ to vus alle.
(Cleanness.)
Thenne ho gef ¦ hym god-day ¦ and wyth a¦glent laghed,
And as ho stod ¦ ho stonyed hym ¦ with ful ¦ stor wordes,
"Now he that spedes ¦ uche spech ¦ this dis¦port yelde,
Bot that ye ¦ be Gaw¦ayn hit gotz ¦ in mynde."
(Gawain and the Green Knight.)
The metrical additions, on the other hand (see Book II.), and those
poems which, while employing alliteration, subject it to metrical
schemes, scan perfectly, as:
Quen thay | hade play|ed in halle,
As long|e as her wyll|e hom last,
To cham|bre he con | hym calle
And to | the chem|ne thay past.
. . . . . . .
"A' mon | how may | thou slepe,
This mor|ning es | so clere?"
He watz | in droup|ing depe
Bot thenne | he con | hir here.
("Wheels" of Gawain and the Green Knight.)
Fro spot | my spyryt | ther sprang | in space,
My bo|dy on balk|e ther bod | in sweven,
My gost|e is gon | in God|es grace,
In a|ventur|e ther mer|vayles meven.
(The Pearl, ii.)
Mone | makeles | of mighte,
Here co|mes ane er|rant knighte,
Do him | reson|e and righte
For thi | manhead.
("Wheel" of The Awnyrs of Arthur, xxvii.)
Decasyllables:
For Ja|mes the gen|tel bond | it in | his book.
(A. i. 159.)
Thus I | live lov|eless lik|e a lu|ther dogge.
(A. v. 97.)
Alexandrines:
And ser|ved Treu|the soth|lyche | somdel | to paye.
(C. viii. 189.)
Adam | and A|braham | and Y|say the | prophete.
(B. xvi. 81.)
Fourteeners:
But if | he wor|che well | there-with | as Do|wel him | techeth.
(B. viii. 56.)
Of a|ny sci|ence un|der son|ne the se|ven arts | and alle.
(B. xi. 166.)
A large number might be added where the pronunciation which was shortly
to come in necessarily makes such lines, though they may not have been
intended as such; for instance—
Take we | her words | at worth, | for her | witness | be true;
(B. xii. 125.)
and even octosyllables will appear—
Ne no say robe in rich[e] pelure;
(A. iii. 277.)
partly explaining to us the chaos of lines in fifteenth-century poetry.
Octosyllable:
Hit was | of Ve|nus re|dely,
This tem|ple; for | in por|treyture,
I saw | anoon | right hir | figure
Na|ked fle|tynge in | a see.
And al|so on hir heed, | parde,
Hir ro|se gar|lond white | and reed,
And | hir comb | to kemb|e hir heed,
Hir dow|ves, and | daun Cu|pido,
Hir blin|de son|e, and Vul|cano,
That in | his fa|ce was | ful broun.
(House of Fame, i. 130-139.)
(Two "acephalous" lines, initial monosyllabic feet, or trochaic
admixtures; some unimportant elisions before vowels and h; middle
pause not kept in lines 1, 4, 6, and 10.)
Rhyme-royal:
And down | from then|nès faste | he gan | avise
This li|tel spot | of erthe | that with | the see
Embra|cèd is, | and ful|ly gan | despise
This wrec|ched world, | and held | al vanite,
To re|spect of | the pleyne | feli|cite
That is | in heven|e above. And at | the laste
Ther he | was slayn | his lo|king down | he caste.
(Troilus and Criseyde, v. 1814-20.)
(Metre quite regular, but pause much varied—practically none in line
5. Elisions as above, but e's not valued, or elided, in erthe,
pleyne. Final couplet hendecasyllabic, as indeed most are.)
(a) Riding rhyme or heroic couplet:
Whan that April|le with | his shou|res soote
The droght|e of March | hath per|ced to | the roote,
And bath|ed ev|ery veyn|e in swich | licour
Of which | vertu | engen|dred is |the fleur;
Whan Ze|phirus | eek with | his swe|te breeth
Inspi|red hath | in ev|ery holt | and heeth
The ten|dre crop|pes, and | the yon|ge sonne
Hath in | the Ram | his half|e cours | y-ronne,
And smal|e fowel|es ma|ken me|lodye,
That sle|pen al | the nyght | with o|pen eye,—
So pri|keth hem | Nature | in hir | corages,—
Thanne long|en folk | to goon | on pil|grimages,
And pal|meres for | to se|ken straun|ge strondes,
To fer|ne hal|wes, kowth|e in son|dry londes;
And spec|ially, | from ev|ery shi|res ende
Of En|gelond, | to Caun|terbury | they wende,
The hoo|ly blis|ful mar|tir for | to seke
That hem | hath hol|pen whan | that they | were seeke.
(Opening paragraph of Canterbury Tales.)
(Very regular; but possible trisyllabic feet wherever "every" occurs,
and a certain one in "Caunt|erbury|." Pause almost indifferently
at 4th and 5th syllables. French-Latin accent in "Natùre." Many
hendecasyllables or redundances; but all made by the e in one form or
another.)
(b) "Acephalous" or nine-syllable lines:
Twen|ty bo|kes clad | in blak | or reed. (Prol. 274.)
(c) Alexandrines:
Westward, | right swich | ano|ther in | the op|posite.
(K. T. 1036.)
So sor|weful|ly eek | that I | wende ver|raily.
(Sq. T. 585.)
(a) Trochaic substitution:
Ūndĕr | the gren|e thei | begrave.
(Conf. Am. i. 2348.)
(b) Anapæstic substitution:
Sometime | in cham|bre sometime | in halle.
(iv. 1331.)
Of Je|lousi|e, but what | it is
(v. 447.)
(if the dissyllabic "ie" is insisted on).
And thus | ful oft|e about|e the hals.
(v. 2514.)
It was | fantosm|e but yet | he heard.
(v. 5011.)
(It will be observed that in these four instances, all acknowledged by
Professor Macaulay, the final e is required to make the trisyllabic
foot, though the first instance differs slightly from the others. I
should myself add a large number where Mr. Macaulay sees only "slur,"
but in which occur words like "ever" (i. 3), "many a" (i. 316, 317), or
syllables like "eth," which must be valued in one case at least here—
To breaketh and renneth al aboute,
(Prol. 505.)
where Mr. Macaulay reads "tobrekth," and where the copyists very likely
made it so.)
(c) Acephalous lines:
Very rare if the e be always allowed. Perhaps non-existent.
(a) Lydgate's decasyllabic couplet:
Ther he | lay to | the lar|kè song [ ̆ ̄ ]
With no|tès herd|è high | up in | the ayr.
The glad|è mor|owe ro|dy and | right fayr,
Phe|bus al|so cast|ing up | his bemes
The high|e hyl|les ʌ | gilt with | his stremes.
(Story of Thebes, 1250 sqq.)
(3, tolerable; 2, ditto, with hiatus at cæsura; 1, last foot missing;
4, "acephalous"; 5, syllable missing at cæsura.)
(b) His rhyme-royal:
This is | to sein |—douteth | never | a dele—
That ye | shall have | ʌ ful posses|sion
Of him | that ye | ʌ cher|rish now | so wel,
In hon|est man|er, without|e offen|cioun,
Because | I know|e your | enten|cion
Is tru|li set | in par|ti and | in al
To loue | him best | and most | in spe|cial.
(Temple of Glass, st. 16.)
(Two examples (2 and 3) of the so-called "Lydgatian" missing syllable
at cæsura.)
(c) A typical minor, John Metham, in Amoryus and Cleopes, stanza 1:
The charms | of love | and eke | the peyn | of Amo|ryus | the knyght
For Cleo|pes sake | and eke | how bothe | in fere
Lovyd | and af|tyr deyed, | my pur|pos ys | to indight.
And now, | O god|dess, I thee | beseche | off kun|ning that | have | syche might,
Help me | to adorne | ther charms | in syche | maner
So that | qwere this | matere | doth yt | require
Bothe ther | lovys I | may compleyne | to loverys | desire.
(A fourteener, a decasyllable, an Alexandrine, a sixteener, and three
decasyllables, the last very shaky either as that or as an Alexandrine!
In fact, sheer doggerel of the unintended kind.)
(a) Chevy Chase:
The Per|cy out | of Northum|berland,
And a vow | to God | made he,
That he | would hunt | in the moun|tains
Of Chev|iot within | days three,
In the mau|gre of dough|ty Doug|las
And all | that ever with | him be.
(It must be observed that this modern spelling exactly represents the
old prosodically. The reader will then see that there are no liberties,
on the equivalent system, except the crasis of "-viot" and "ever."
The former, insignificant in any case, is still more so here, for the
actual Northumbrian pronunciation is or was "Chevot"; while if "ever"
changes places with "that," there is not even any crasis needed.
For a piece so rough in phrase, and copied by a person so evidently
illiterate, the exactness is astonishing.)
(b) "E.I.O.":
To doom | we draw | the sooth | to schaw
In life | that us | was lent,
Ne la|tin, ne law, | may help | ane haw,[36]
But rath|ely us | repent.
The cross, | the crown, | the spear | bees bown,
That Je|su rug|ged and rent,
The nail|ès rude, | shall thee | conclude
With their | own ar|gument.
With E | and O take keep | thereto,
As Christ | himself | us kenned
We com|e and go | to weal | or woe,
That dread|ful doom | shall end.
(Spelling modernised as before, but not a word altered.)
(a) Skelton:
I.
Mirry | Marga|ret
As mid|somer flower,
Gen|tyll as fau|coun
Or hauke | of the tower—
With sol|ace and glad|ness,
Much mirth | and no mad|ness,
All good | and no bad|ness:—
So joy|ously,
So maid|enly,
So wom|anly.
Her de|menyng
In ev|ery thyng
Far far | passyng
That I | can indite
Or suffyce | to write.
(Crown of Laurel.)
II.
But to make | up my tale,
She bru|eth nop|py ale,
And ma|kethe there|of sale,
To travel|lers, || to tink|ers,
To sweat|ers, || to swink|ers,
And all | good || ale-drink|ers
That will noth|ing spare
But drynke | till they stare
And bring | themselves bare,
With "now | away | the mare,
And let | us slay Care,
As wise | as an hare."
(Elinor Rumming.)
(b) Examples from Heywood and other interludes.
(1) Continuous long doggerel:
I can|not tell | you: one knave | disdains | another,
Wherefore | take ye | the tone | and I | shall take | the other.
We shall | bestow | them there | as is most | conven|ient
For such | a coup|le. I trow | they shall | repent
That ev|er they met | in this | church here.
(2) Singles:
(Shortened six.)
This | wyse him | deprave,
(Octosyllable.)
And give | the ab|solu|tion.
(Irregular decasyllable.)
The aboun|dant grace | of the | powèr | divyne
(Alexandrine.)
Preserve | this aud|ience | and leave | them to | inclyne.
(Irregular fourteener.)
Then hold | down thine | head like | a pret|ty man | and take | my blessing.
(In all these examples the doggerel is probably intended; that is
to say, the writers are not aiming at a regularity which they cannot
reach, but cheerfully or despairingly renouncing it.)
(a) Barbour (regular octosyllables):
The kyng | toward | the vod | is gane,
Wery, | for-swat and vill | of vayn;
Intill | the wod | soyn en|terit he,
And held | doun to|ward a | valè,
Quhar throu | the vod | a vat|tir ran.
Thiddir | in gret | hy went | he than,
And | begouth | to rest | hym thair,
And said | he mycht | no for|thirmair.
(One "acephalous" line.)
(b) Wyntoun (octosyllables somewhat freer):
Thir sev|yn kyng|is reg|nand were
A hun|der ful|ly and for|ty year,
And fra | thir kyng|is thus | can cess
In Ro|me thai che|sit twa con|sulès.
(IV. ii. 157-160.)
(c) Blind Harry (regular decasyllables on French model):
Than Wal|lace socht | quhar his | wncle suld be;
In a | dyrk cawe | he was | set|dul|fullè,
Quhar wat|ter stud, | and he | in yrn|yss strang.
Wallace | full sone | the brass|is wp | he dang;
Off that | myrk holl | brocht him | with strenth | and lyst,
Bot noyis | he hard, | off no|thing ellis | he wyst.
So blyth | befor | in warld | he had | nocht beyn,
As thair | with sycht, | quhen he | had Wal|lace seyn.
(d) James I. (rhyme-royal):
For wak|it and | for-wal|owit, thus | musing,
Wery | forlain | I list|enyt sod|dynlye,
And sone | I herd | the bell | to ma|tyns ryng,
And up | I rase, | no lon|ger wald | I lye:
Bot soon, | how trow|e ye? Suich | a fan|tasye
Fell me | to mynd | that ay | me thoght | the bell
Said to | me, "Tell | on, man, | what the | befell."
(e) Henryson (ballad measure; slight anapæstic substitution):
Makyne, | the night | is soft | and dry,
The wed|dir is warm | and fair,
And the gre|nè wuid | richt neir | us by
To walk | out on | all quhair:
Thair ma | na jan|gloor us | espy,
That is | to lufe | contrair,
Thairin, | Makyne, | bath ye | and I
Unseen | we ma | repair.
Those who deny the valued e in "grenè," as not Scots, may refuse the
second instance of trisyllabic feet, but the first will remain.
(f) Dunbar (alliterative):
I saw thre gay ladeis sit in ane grein arbeir,
All grathit into garlandis of fresche gudelie flouris;
So glitterit as the gold wer thair glorius gilt tressis,
Quhill all the gressis did gleme of the glaid hewis;
Kemmit was thair cleir hair, and curiouslie sched
Attour thair schulderis doun schyre, schyning full bricht.
Dunbar (dimeter iambic quatrains with refrain, and much anapæstic
substitution):
Come ne|vir yet May | so fresch|e and grene,
Bot Jan|uar come | als wud and kene—
Wes nev|ir sic drowth | bot anis | come raine,
All erd|ly joy | returnis | in pane.
(g) Alexander Scott (stanzas):
It cumis | yow luv|aris to | be laill,
Of bo|dy, hairt | and mynd | al haill,
And though | ye with | year la|dyis daill—
Ressoun;
Bot and | your faith | and law|ty faill—
Tressoun!
. . . . . . .
Be land | or se,
Quhaur ev|ir I be,
As ye | fynd me,
So tak | me;
And gif | I le,
And from | yow fle,
Ay quhill | I de
Forsaik | me!
(h) Montgomerie (Cherry and Slae stanza):
About | ane bank | quhair birdis | on bewis
Ten thou|sand tymis | thair notis | renewis
Ilke houre | into | the day,
The merle | and ma|ueis micht | be sene,
The Prog|ne and | the Phel|omene,
Quhilk caus|sit me | to stay.
I lay | and leynit | me to | ane bus
To heir | the bir|dis beir;
Thair mirth | was sa | melo|dious
Throw na|ture of | the yeir;
Sum sing|ing, || some spring|ing
With wingis | into | the sky,
So trim|lie, || and nim|lie,
Thir birdis | they flew | me by.
(a) Wyatt (sonnet)
The long[e] | love that | in my | thought I | harbèr
And in | my heart | doth keep | his re|sidence,
Into | my face | presseth | with bold | pretence,
And there | campèth | display|ing his | bannèr:
She that | me learns | to love | and to | suffèr,
And wills | that my | trust and | lust[e]s neg|ligence
Be rein|ed by rea|son, shame, | and rev|erence,
With his | hardì|ness tak|ès dis|pleasùre,
Wherewith | love to | the hart[e]s | forest | he fleèth,
Leaving | his en|terprise | with pain | and cry,
And there | him hi|deth and | not àp|pearèth. |
What may | I do? | when my | master | feareth,
But in | the field | with him | to live | and die,
For good | is thè | life end|ing faith|fully.
(I formerly scanned line 9:
Wherewith | love to |the hart's fo|rest he | fleèth.
But "forèst" is so frequent and makes such a much better rhythm
that perhaps it should be preferred. It will, however, emphasise
still further the poet's curious uncertainty about the "-eth"
rhymes—whether he shall arrange them on that syllable only, or take
in the penultimate. Besides this point, the student should specially
notice the pains taken to get, not merely the feet, but the syllables
right at the cost sometimes of pretty strongly "wrenched" accent. On
all this see Book II. The final è's are rather a curiosity than
important: longè may have been sounded, "luste" and "harte" (so
printed in Tottel) improbably.)
(b) Wyatt (lyric stanza):
Forget | not yet | the tried | intent
Of such | a truth | as I | have meant,
My great | travàil, | so glad|ly spent,
Forget | not yet!
Forget | not yet | when first | began
The wea|ry life | ye know, | since whan
The suit, | the ser|vice, none | tell can—
Forget | not yet!
(It will be observed that this rondeau-like motion, with its short
lines and frequent repetition, is brought off better than the sonnet,
though the French accent sticks in travàil.)
(c) Surrey (sonnet):
I nev|er saw | my la|dy lay | apart
Her cor|net black, | in cold | nor yet | in heat,
Sith first | she knew | my grief | was grown | so great;
Which o|ther fan|cies dri|veth from | my heart,
That to | myself | I do | the thought | reserve,
The which | unwares | did wound | my woe|ful breast.
But on | her face | mine eyes | mought ne|ver rest
Yet, since | she knew | I did | her love, | and serve
Her gold|en tress|es clad | alway | with black,
Her smil|ing looks | that hid[es] | thus ev|ermore
And that | restrains | which I | desire | so sore.
So doth | this cor|net gov|ern me, | alack!
In sum|mer sun, | in win|ter's breath, | a frost
Whereby | the lights | of her | fair looks | I lost.
(Observe how much more surely and lightly the younger poet treads in
the uncertain pioneer footsteps of the elder.)
(d) Surrey ("poulter's measure"):
Good la|dies, ye | that have || your pleas|ures in | exile,
Step in | your foot, | come take | a place | and mourn | with me | a while;
And such | as by, | their lords || do set | but lit|tle price,
Let them | sit still, | it skills | them not | what chance | come on | the dice.
But ye | whom love | hath bound || by or|der of | desire
To love | your lords, | whose good | deserts | none oth|er would | require,
Come ye | yet once | again || and set |your foot | by mine,
Whose wo|ful plight | and sor|rows great | no tongue | can even | define.
(Very little to be said for it, except as a school of regular rhythm.
Broken up into "short measure" (6, 6, 8, 6) it has been not ineffective
in hymns.)
(e) Gascoigne (lyric stanza):
Sing lull|aby, | as wom|en do,
Wherewith | they bring | their babes | to rest,
And lull|aby | can I | sing too,
As wom|anly | as can | the best.
With lull|aby | they still | the child;
And if | I be | not much | beguiled,
Full ma|ny wan|ton babes | have I
Which must | be stilled | with lull|aby.
(f) Turberville (lyric stanza):
As I | in this | have done | your will,
And mind | to do,
So I | request | you to | fulfil
My fan|cy too,
A green | and lov|ing heart | to have,
And this | is all | that I | do crave.
(Observe in both of these the absolute syllabic regularity, and
observance of foot-rhythm.)
(a) Shep. Kal. (strict stanza):
Thou bar|ren ground, | whom win|ter's wrath | has wasted,
Art made | a mir|ror to | behold | my plight:
Whilome | thy fresh | spring flower'd, | and af|ter hasted
Thy sum|mer proud, | with daf|fodil|lies dight;
And now | is come | thy win|ter's storm|y state,
Thy man|tle marr'd | wherein | thou mask|edst late.
(Regular iambs throughout. One double rhyme.)
(b) Shep. Kal. (equivalenced octosyllable—Christabel or Genesis
and Exodus metre):
His harm|ful hat|chĕt hĕ hēnt | in hand,
(Alas! | that it | so read|y̆ shŏuld stānd!)
And to | the field | alone | he speedeth,
(Aye lit|tle help | to harm | there needeth!)
Anger | nould let | him speak |tŏ thĕ trēe,
Enaun|tĕr hĭs rāge | mought cool|ed bee;
But to | thĕ rŏot bēnt | his sturd|y stroke,
And made | măny̆ wōunds | in the | waste oak.
The ax|e's edge | did oft turne | again,
As half | unwill|ĭng tŏ cūt | the grain.
Seemed | the sense|less ir|on did fear,
Or to | wrong ho|ly eld | dĭd fŏrbēar—
For it | had been | an an|cient tree,
Sacred | with ma|ny̆ ă mȳs|tery,
And of|ten crossèd | with the pries|tès cruise
And of|ten hal|lowed with ho|ly wa|ter dews.
(Observe that this last is the only distinct, if not the only
possible, decasyllabic couplet, while it can become an Alexandrine
by valuing "hal|lowèd" |; and that "priestès" is the only attempt at
valued Chaucerian e.)
(c) Shep. Kal. (equivalenced stanza):
Bring hi|thĕr thĕ pīnk and pur|ple col|umbine,
With gil|lyflowers;
Bring cor|ona|tions | and sops | in wine,
Worn of | părămōurs:
Strow me | the ground | with daf|fadown | dillies,[38]
And cow|slips and | kingcups | and lov|ed lil|liès:
The pret|ty paunce,
And the chev|isaunce,
Shall match | with the fair | flow'r delice.
It may be just desirable to remind the student that a final "-ion"
is commonly dissyllabic in the sixteenth and earlier seventeenth
centuries. "Worn of par|amours" is possible.
(d) "Spenserian" stanza (occasional, but mostly slight, equivalence.
Pause in ll. 1-8 at discretion; in 9 usually at middle, but, as in the
following, not always):
So pass|eth, in | the pass|ing of | a day
Of mor|tal life, | the leaf, | the bud, | the flower;
No more | doth flour|ish af|ter first | decay
That erst | was sought | to deck | both bed | and bower
Of ma|ny̆ ă lā|dy̆ ănd mā|ny̆ ă pār|amour!
Gather, | therefore, | the rose | while yet | is prime,
For soon | comes age | that will | her pride | deflower:
Gather | the rose | of love | whilst yet | is time,
Whilst lov|ing thou | mayst lov|èd be | with e|qual crime.
(e) Mother Hubberd's Tale (antithetic and stopped heroic couplet):
Full litt|le know|est thou | that hast | not tried,
What hell | it is, | in su|ing long | to bide:
To lose | good days | that might | be bet|ter spent;
To waste | long nights | in pen|sive dis|content;
To speed | to-day, | to be | put back | to-morrow;
To feed | on hope, | to pine | with fear | and sorrow;
To have | thy Prin|ce's grace, | yet want | her Peer's;
To have | thy ask|ing, yet | wait ma|ny years;
To fret | thy soul | with cross|es and | with cares;
To eat | thy heart | through com|fortless | despairs;
To fawn, | to crouch, | to wait, | to ride, | to run,
To spend, | to give, | to want, | to be | undone.
(f) Epithalamion (elaborate quasi-Pindaric stanza concerted in
different line length, but almost strictly iambic; "the," etc., before
a vowel being probably elided):
Open | the tem|ple gates | unto | my Love,
Open | them wide | that she | may en|ter in,
And all | the posts | adorn | as doth | behove,
And all | the pil|lars deck | with gar|lands trim,
For to | receive | this Saint | with hon|our due,
That com|eth in | to you.
With trem|bling steps, | and hum|ble rev|erence,
She com|eth in, | before | th' Almight|y's view:
Of her, | ye vir|gins, learn | obe|dience,
When so | ye come, | into | those ho|ly places,
To hum|ble your | proud faces:
Bring her | up to | th' High Al|tar, that | she may
The sa|cred ce|remo|nies there | partake
The which | do end|less ma|trimo|ny make;
And let | the roar|ing or|gans loud|ly play
The prai|ses of | the Lord | in live|ly notes,
The whiles | with hol|low throats
The cho|risters | the joy|ous an|them sing,
That all | the woods | may an|swer, and | their ech|o ring!
(a) Surrey (translation of Aeneid):
It was | the night; | the sound | and qui|et sleep
Had through | the earth | the wear|y bod|ies caught,
The woods, | the ra|ging seas, | were fallen |to rest,
When that | the stars | had half | their course | declined.
The fields | whist: beasts | and fowls | of di|vers hue,
And what | so that | in the | broad lakes | remained,
Or yet | among | the bush|y thicks | of briar,
Laid down | to sleep | by sil|ence of | the night,
'Gan swage | their cares, | mindless | of tra|vails past.
Not so | the spirit | of this | Phenic|ian.
Unhap|py she | that on | no sleep | could chance,
Nor yet | night's rest | enter | in eye | or breast.
Her cares | redoub|le: love | doth rise | and rage | again,
And ov|erflows | with swell|ing storms | of wrath.
(The interest of the new mode here is manifold. The lines are almost
wholly "single-moulded," the author's anxiety to keep himself right
without rhyme necessitating this. The cæsura at the fourth syllable
is almost always kept, according to the tradition of the French
line. Once (in the penultimate line) he has to overflow; but
into an Alexandrine, not into the next line. Whether by intention
or not—"sprite" being possible—he once discovers the enormous
advantage of the trisyllabic foot.[39] Once he makes with "rest" and
"breast" the oversight of a "Leonine" rhyme. But, on the whole, the
success is remarkable for a beginning; and there are indications of
what has to be done to secure the end.)
(b) First dramatic attempts—Gorboduc onwards:
Sackville and Norton.
Your won|ted true | regard | of faith|ful hearts
Makes me, | O king, | the bold|er to | resume,
To speak | what I | conceive | within | my breast:
Although | the same | do not | agree | at all
With that | which o|ther here | my lords | have said,
Nor which | yourself | have seem|èd best | to like.
(Gorboduc.)
Hughes and others.
What! shall | I stand | whiles Ar|thur sheds | my blood?
And must | I yield | my neck | unto | the axe?
Whom fates | constrain |let him | forego | his bliss.
But he | that need|less yields | unto | his bane
When he | may shun, | does well | deserve | to lose
The good | he can|not use. | Who would | sustain
A ba|ser life | that may | maintain | the best?
(Misfortunes of Arthur.)
Peele.
Were ev|ĕry̆ shīp | ten thou|sand on | the seas,
Manned with | the strength | of all | the eas|tern kings,
Convey|ing all | the mon|archs of | the world,
Tŏ ĭnvāde | the is|land where | her High|ness reigns—
'Twere all | in vain: | for heav|ĕns ănd dēs|tinies
Attend | and wait | upon | her Maj|esty!
(Battle of Alcazar.)
Greene.
Why thinks | King Hen|ry's son | that Mar|gărĕt's lōve
Hangs in | thĕ ŭncēr|tain bal|ance of | proud time?
That death | shall make | a dis|cord of | our thoughts?
No! stab | the earl: | and ere | the morn|ing sun
Shall vaunt | him thrice | over | the lof|ty east,
Mārgărĕt | will meet | her Lac|y in | the heavens!
(F. Bacon and F. Bungay.}
Marlowe.
Black is | the beau|ty of | the bright|est day!
The gol|den ball | of Heav|en's eter|nal fire,
That danced | with glo|ry on | the sil|ver waves,
Now wants | the glo|ry that | inflamed | his beams:
And all | for faint|ness and | for foul | disgrace,
He binds | his tem|ples with | a frown|ing cloud,
Ready | to dark|en earth | with end|less night.
(Tamburlaine.)
(An extreme stiffness and "single-mouldedness" in the lines; modified
in Peele and Greene by trisyllabic feet, perhaps not intended as such
("heav'n" was pretty certainly regarded and generally spelt as a
monosyllable, and the pronunciations "ev'ry" and "Margret" are old;
while "t'invade" and "th'uncertain" would be likely), but virtually so,
and inviting, especially in "Margaret," the full and beautiful value.
The Gorboduc form, as is natural, is much the least accomplished. It
is indeed what, by an almost incomprehensible inversion of sense and
nature, some people call "blank verse according to the rules"—ten
syllables only, five almost strictly iambic feet (="accent on the even
places"); pause near the middle; stop, metrical, if not grammatical, at
every end—in fact, the roughest and most rudimentary form possible.)
(c) Early non-dramatic blanks (Gascoigne):
And on | their backs | they bear | both land | and fee,
Castles | and towers, | reven|ues and | receipts,
Lordships | and ma|nors, fines,|—yea farms|—and all.
"What should | these be?" | (speak you, | my love|ly lord?)
They be | not men: | for why, | they have | no beards.
They be | no boys, | which wear | such side|long gowns.
They be | no gods, | for all | their gal|lant gloss.
They be | no devils, | I trow, | which seem | so saintish.
What be | they? wom|en? mask|ing in | men's weeds
With dutch|kin doub|lets and | with jerk|ins jagged?
With Span|ish spangs, | and ruffs | set out | of France,
With high | copt hats | and feath|ers flaunt-|a-flaunt?
They be, | so sure, | even woe | to men | indeed.
(It will be noticed that the "single-moulded" character is even more
noticeable here than in drama, and is emphasised by the epanaphora.
There is one redundance—"saintish" ("jagged" is probably "jagg'd"),
and, as we know that the author thought the iamb the only English foot,
we must not read "rĕvĕnue," but, with "tow'rs," "revènue"—which indeed
was, by precisians, regarded as the correct pronunciation not so very
long ago.)
(d) Perfected "single-mould":
Peele.
Come, gen|tle Ze|phyr, trick'd | with those | perfùmes
That erst | in E|den sweet|en'd Ad|am's love,
And stroke | my bos|om with |thy silk|en fan:
This shade, | sun-proof, | is yet | no proof | for thee;
Thy bo|dy, smooth|er than | this wave|less spring,
And pu|rer than | the sub|stance of | the same,
Can creep | through that | his lan|ces can|not pierce:
Thou, and | thy sis|ter, soft | and sa|cred Air,
Goddess | of life, | and gov|erness | of health,
Keep ev|ery fount|ain fresh | and ar|bour sweet;
No bra|zen gate | her pas|sage can | repulse,
Nor bush|y thick|et bar | thy sub|tle breath:
Then deck | thee with | thy loose | delight | some robes,
And on | thy wings | bring del|icate | perfumes,
To play | the wan|ton with | us through | the leaves.
(David and Bethsabe.)
Marlowe.
If all | the pens | that ev|er po|ets held
Had fed | the feel|ing of | their mas|ters' thoughts,
And ev|ery sweet|ness that | inspir'd | their hearts,
Their minds, | and mu|ses, on | admir|èd themes;
If all | the heav|enly quint|essence | they 'still
From their | immort|al flowers | of po|esy,
Wherein | as in | a mir|ror we | perceive
The high|est reach|es of | a hu|man wit;
If these | had made | one po|em's per|iod,
And all | combined | in beau|ty's worth|iness,
Yet should | there hov|er in | their rest|less heads
One thought, | one grace, | one won|der at | the least,
Which in|to words | no vir|tue can | digest.
(Tamburlaine.)
(These passages, despite their extreme poetical beauty, are still
prosodically immature. Even when, as in the last, there are lines
with no technical "stop" at the end, as at "held" and "heads," the
grammatical incompleteness does not interfere with the rounding off of
the prosodic period or sub-period. Marlowe (v. inf.) could enjamb
couplet beautifully, but not blank verse. Note also that the lines
are strictly decasyllabic, the only hints at trisyllabic feet being
in words like "Heaven," then regularly a monosyllable, "every," and
"flowers.")
(e) Shakespeare.
(1) Early single-moulded:
Upon | his blood|y fin|ger he | doth wear
A pre|cious ring, | that light|ens all | the hole,
Which, like | the ta|per in | some mon|ument,
Doth shine | upon | the dead | man's earth|y cheeks,
And shows | the rag|ged en|trails of | the pit.
(Titus Andronicus.)
(Same remarks applying as to the last citation.)
(2) Beginning of perfected stage:
Why art | thou yet | so fair? | shall I | believe
That un|substan|tial death | is am|orous,
And that | the lean | abhor|rèd mon|ster keeps
Thee here | in dark | to be | his par|amour?
For fear | of that, | I still | will stay | with thee:
And ne|ver from | this pal|ace of | dim night
Depart | again: | here, here | will I | remain
With worms | that are | thy cham|ber-maids; | O, here
Will I | set up | my ev|erlast|ing rest.
And shake | the yoke | of in|auspic|ious stars
From this | world-wear|ied flesh.
(Romeo and Juliet.)
(No trisyllabic feet yet, and no redundance: but, by shift of pause and
completer juncture of lines, the paragraph effect solidly founded.)
(3) Further process in the same direction:
Nay, || but this dotage of our general's
O'erflows the measure: || those his goodly eyes,
That o'er the files | and musters of the war
Have glowed like plated Mars, || now bend, | now turn,
The office and devotion of their view
Upon a tawny front: || his captain's heart,
Which | in the scuffles of great fights | hath burst
The buckles on his breast, || rene[a]g[u]es all temper,
And is become | the bellows and the fan
To cool a gipsy's lust.
(Antony and Cleopatra.)
(Here the double division marks indicate stronger, and the single
lighter, pauses—not, as usually in the latter case, feet. The
variation of the pause for paragraph effect is here consummate; but the
verse, as its conditions require, is of the severer type.)
(4) Perfection in passion:
Blow winds, | and crack | your cheeks! | rage! | blow!
You cat|aracts | and hur|rica|noes, spout
Till you | have drench'd | our stee|ples, drown'd | the cocks!
You sul|phurous and | thought-ex|ecut|ing fires,
Vaunt-cour|iers to | oak-cleav|ing thun|derbolts,
Singe my | white head! | And thou, | all-shak|ing thunder,
Smite flat | the thick | rotund|ity o' | the world!
Crack na|ture's moulds, | all ger|mens spill | at once,
That make | ingrate|ful man!
(King Lear.)
(Every extension taken. Monosyllabic feet either at the first "blow"
and "winds," or the last, and "rage," perhaps at both (an Alexandrine).
Trisyllabic at "-phŭrŏus ānd," "rĭĕrs tō," and "ĭty̆ ō̆'." Redundance
at "-ing thun⋮der." Pause fully played upon as above: enjambment at
"spout"; parenthetic enjambment at "fires.")
(5) Perfection in quiet:
Our rev|els now | are end|ed. These | our actors,
As I | foretold | you, were | all spir|its, and
Are melt|ed in|to air, | into | thin air:
And, like | the base|less fab|ric of | this vision,
The cloud-|capped towers, | the gor|geous pal|aces,
The sol|emn tem|ples, the | great globe | itself,
Yea, all | which it | inher|it, shall | dissolve
And, like | this in|substan|tial pa|geant faded,
Leave not | a rack | behind. | We are | such stuff
As dreams | are made | of, and | our lit|tle life
Is round|ed with | a sleep.
(The Tempest.)
(Not much trisyllabic—the dreaminess not requiring it. A good deal
of redundance, and enjambment pushed nearly to the furthest by taking
place at "and."[40])
(f) Redundance encroaching.
Beaumont and Fletcher:
"Oh | thou conqu[e]ror,
Thou glo|ry of | the world | once, now | the pity:
Thou awe | of na|tions, where|fore didst | thou fail us?
What poor | fate fol|lowed thee, | and plucked | thee on
To trust | thy sa|cred life | to an | Egyptian?
The life | and light | of Rome | to a | blind stranger,
That hon|oura|ble war | ne'er taught | a no|bleness
Nor wor|thy cir|cumstance | show'd what | a man was?
That ne|ver heard | thy name | sung but | in banquets
And loose | lasciv|ious pleas|ures? to | a boy
That had | no faith | to com|prehend | thy greatness,
No stud|y of | thy life | to know | thy goodness?...
Egyp|tians, dare | you think | your high | pyra|mides
Built to | out-dure | the sun, | as you | suppose,
Where your | unworth|y kings | lie rak'd | in ashes,
Are mon|uments fit | for him! | No, brood | of Nilus,
Nothing | can cov|er his | high fame | but heaven;
No pyr|amid | set off | his mem|ories,
But the | eter|nal sub|stance of | his greatness,
To which I leave him."
(The False One.)
(Here it will be seen there are two actual Alexandrines (three if we
allow the full value to "con|queror|") and twelve redundant lines to
four non-redundant! The fire of the poetry fuses this, but cannot
always be counted on, as in the next.)
(2) If I | had swelled | the sol|dier, or | intended
An act | in per|son lean|ing to | dishonour,
As you | would fain | have forced | me, wit|ness Heaven,
Where clear|est und|erstand|ing of | all truth is
(For men | are spite|ful men, | and know | no pi[e]ty).
When O|lin came, | grim O|lin, when | his marches, etc., etc., etc.
(The Loyal Subject.)
(Which, with its repetition of stumbling amphibrachic ends, is rather
hideous.)
(g) Spread of the infection, and complete decay of blank verse from
various causes.
(1) Shirley:
I dare,
With conscience or my pure intent, try what
Rudeness you find upon my lip, 'tis chaste
As the desires that breathe upon my language.
I began, Felisarda, to affect thee
By seeing thee at prayers; thy virtue winged
Love's arrows first, and 'twere a sacrilege
To choose thee now for sin, that hast a power
To make | this place | a tem|ple by | thy in|nocence.
I know thy poverty, and came not to
Bribe it against thy chastity; if thou
Vouchsafe thy fair and honest love, it shall
Adorn my fortunes which shall stoop to serve it
In spite of friends or destiny.
(The Brothers.)
(Actual scansion quite correct, and therefore not marked throughout.
Redundance not excessive ("innocence" may be taken as such, and not
as making an Alexandrine, if liked); hardly any, and no misused,
trisyllabic feet. But enjambment at "what," "to," "thou," and "shall"
badly managed.)
(2) Suckling:
Softly, | as death | itself | comes on
When it | doth steal | away | the sick | man's breath,
And standers-by perceive it not,
Have I trod the way unto their lodgings.
How wisely do those powers
That give | us hap|piness or|der it!
(Aglaura.)
(A hopeless jumble. The 1st, as a fragment, and 2nd lines are all
right, and the 6th could be completed properly. But 3, 4, and 5—though
3 and 5 could come in with other companions—upset any kind of
continuous arrangement, and 4 would hardly be good anywhere.)
(3) Davenant:
Rhodolinda doth become her title
And her birth. Since deprived of popular
Homage, she hath been queen over her great self.
In this captivity ne'er passionate
But when she hears me name the king, and then
Her passions not of anger taste but love:
Love of her conqueror; he that in fierce
Battle (when the cannon's sulphurous breath
Clouded the day) her noble father slew.
(Albovine.)
(More hopeless still, and left unscanned for the student's edification.)
(h) The Miltonic Restoration.
Early dramatic experiment.
Comus is evidently written under three different influences, which
may be said to be in the main those of Marlowe, Shakespeare, and
Fletcher. The poet often uses Fletcher's heavy trisyllabic endings—
Bore a bright golden flower, but not | ĭn thĭ̄s sŏ̄il;
and has not infrequent Alexandrines, the most certain of which is—
As to | make this | rela|tion.
Care | and ut|most shifts.
But he makes the verse more and more free and original, as in the
following extracts:
Yea, there | where ve|ry des|ola|tion dwells,
By grots | and ca|verns shagged | with hor|rid shades,
She may | pass on | with un|blenched maj|esty,
Be it | not done | in pride | or in | presump|tion.
Some say | no ev|il thing | that walks | by night,
In fog | or fire, | by lake | or moor|ish fen,
Blue mea|gre hag, | or stub|born un|laid ghost,
That breaks | his mag|ic chains | at cur|few time,
No gob|lin or |swart fa|ery of | the mine,
Hath hurt|ful power | o'er true | virgin|ity.
Do ye | believe | me yet, | or shall | I call
Anti|quity | from the | old schools | of Greece
To test|ify | the arms | of chas|tity?
Hence had | the hunt|ress Di|an her | dread bow,
Fair sil|ver-shaft|ed queen | for ev|er chaste,
Wherewith | she tamed | the brind|ed li|oness
And spot|ted moun|tain-pard, | but set | at nought
The fri|vŏlŏus bōlt | of Cu|pid; gods | and men
Feared her | stern frown, | and she | was queen | ŏ' thĕ wōods.
. . . . . . .
Methought it was the sound
Of riot and ill-managed merriment,
Such as the jocund flute or gamesome pipe
Stirs up among the loose unlettered hinds,
When, for their teeming flocks and granges full,
In wanton dance they praise the bounteous Pan,
And thank the gods amiss.
(The full comments given on previous passages make it unnecessary
to annotate this much. The last passage has the full paragraph
combination.[41])
(a) Prae-Spenserian:
Not light | of love, la|dy,
Though fan|cy do prick | thee,
Let con|stancy | possess | thy heart:
Well wor|thy of blam|yng
They be | and defam|ing,
From plight|ed troth | which back | do start.
Dear dame!
Then fick|leness ban|ish
And fol|ly extin|guish,
Be skil|ful in guid|ing,
And stay | thee from slid|ing,
And stay | thee,
And stay | thee!
(Gorgeous Gallery of Gallant Inventions (1578).)
(Anapæstic substitution (if not definite anapæstic base) arising
doubtless rather from tune than from deliberate prosodic purpose; but
quite prosodically correct, and sure to propagate itself.)
(b) Post-Spenserian:
My bon|ny lass, | thine eye,
So sly
Hath made | me sor|row so—
Thy crim|son cheeks, | my dear,
So clear,
Have so | much wrought | my woe,
(Phœnix Nest (1593).)
(Pure iambics; effect produced by short "bob" rhymes.)
(c) Ben Jonson (strict common measure):
Drīnk tŏ | me on|ly with | thine eyes
And I | will pledge | with mine;
Or leave | a kiss | but in | the cup
And I'll | not look | for wine.
The thirst | that from | the soul | doth rise
Doth ask | a drink | divine;
But might | I of | Jōve's nēc|tar sip,
I would | not change | for thine.
(As mostly with Ben, strict iambics, save for the opening trochee,
and something like a spondee in "Jove's nec-." The wonderful effect
which he, or Donne, or the Spirit of the Age, taught to the next two
generations is produced entirely by careful choice and fingering of the
words and rhymes.)
(d) Ben Jonson (anapæstic measure):
See the cha|riot at hand | here of Love!
Wherein | my La|dy rid|eth.
Each that draws | is a swan | or a dove,
And well | the car | Love guid|eth.
As she goes, | all hearts | do du|ty
Unto | her beau|ty;
And enam|oured do wish, | so they might
But enjoy | such a sight,
That they still | were to run | by her side
Th[o]rough ponds, | th[o]rough seas, | whither she | would ride.
("Through," as often, is probably to be valued "thorough," and
"chariot" was generally "chawyot" or "charret." It will be observed
that although this is fine it is slightly laboured. The age was hardly
at ease with the anapæst as yet.)
(e) Campion (selections):
(1) Classical
English anacreontic.
Fōllŏw, | fōllŏw,
Though with | mischief
Armed like | whirlwind
How she | flies still.
English elegiac.
Constant | to none, | but ev|er false | to me,
Traitor | still to | love through thy | false desires,
Not hope | of pit|y now, |nor vain | redress,
Turns my | grief to | tears and re|newed la|ments.
English iambic.
Rose-|cheeked Lau|ra, come;
Sing | thou smooth|ly with | thy beauty's
Sil|ent mu|sic, ei|ther other
Sweet|ly gracing.
(2) Natural
Fōllŏw thȳ făir sūn, ŭnhāppy̆ shādŏw!
Thŏugh thōu | bĕ blāck ăs nīght,
And she | made all | of light,
Yet fol|low thy | fair sun,| unhap|py shadow!
Break now,| my heart, | and die! | O no, | she may | relent—
Let my | despair | prevail! O stay, | hope is | not spent.
Should she | now fix | one smile | on thee, | where were | despair?
The loss | is but ea|sy which smiles | can repair;
A stran|ger would please | thee, if she | were as fair.
The student should require little assistance here, odd as some of the
rhythms may seem. But "Rose-cheeked Laura" ought to be trochaically
scanned, and will then be naturally "English." Nothing can make the
"English elegiac" harmonious. Note that line 3 of "Break now" may be
anapæstic like 4 and 5:
Shŏuld shĕ nōw | fĭx ŏne smīle, etc.[42]
(a) Tusser (1st ed. 1557; complete, 1573):
Now leeks | are in sea|son for pot|tage full good,
And spar|eth the milch | cow and purg|eth the blood:
These hav|ing with pea|son for pot|tage in Lent,
Thou spar|est both oat|meal and bread | to be spent.
(Perfectly good, though not very euphonious.)
(b) Gifford, H. (1580):
If I | should write rash|ly what comes | in my train
It might | be such mat|ter as likes | you not best,
And ra|ther I would | great sor|row sustain
Than not | to fulfil | your law|ful request.
(c) Mary Ambree (c. 1584):
[When] cap|tains coura|geous whom death | could [not] daunt
[Did march | to the siege of] the ci|ty of Gaunt,
They mus|tered their sol|diers by two | and by three,
And the fore|most in bat|tle was Ma|ry Ambree.
(Percy patched the bracketed words (his copy being evidently corrupt)
in lines 1 and 2. But 3 and 4 are exactly as in the folio; and their
anapæstic base is quite clear. At the same time, it is worth remarking
that these early lines are apt, frequently though not regularly, to
buttress their start on a dissyllabic foot.)
(a) Spenser.
The very opening of Mother Hubberd's Tale (1591), quoted above (p.
62) in its stopped aspect, shows the way to enjambment:
It was | the month | in which | the right|eous Maid,
That for | disdain | of sin|ful world's | upbraid,
Fled back | to heaven.
And we have, further, an instance as shocking to "regular" prosodists
as anything in the seventeenth century:
Whilome, | said she, | before | the world | was civil,
The Fox | and th' Ape, | dislik|ing of | their evil
And hard | estate.
(b) Marlowe—as remarkable in Hero and Leander for this as for
"single-moulding" in blank verse:
Where the ground
Was strewed with pearl, and in low coral groves
Sweet-singing mermaids sported with their loves
On heaps of heavy gold.
(c) Drayton began with fairly separated couplets; but indulged in
overrunning later, as in David and Goliath:
Grim vis|age war | more stern|ly doth | awake
Than it | was wont | and fur|ĭŏusly̆̄
Her light|ning sword.
(d) Browne:
It chanced one morn, clad in a robe of grey,
And blushing oft, as rising to betray,
Enticed this lovely maiden from her bed
(So when the roses have discoverèd
Their taintless beauties, flies the early bee
About the winding alleys merrily)
Into the wood, and 'twas her usual sport,
Sitting where most harmonious birds resort,
To imitate their warbling in Aprìl,
Wrought by the hand of Pan, which she did fill
Half full of water.
(The actual verse-sentence does not end for another half-dozen lines;
but the scansion is so perfectly regular that it seems unnecessary to
mark it. "Aprìl" is quite Spenserian, and has both Latin and French
justification.)
(e) The later seventeenth-century enjambers:
Chalkhill. The rebels, as you heard, being driven hence,
Despairing e'er to expiate their offence
By a too late submission, fled to sea
In such poor barks as they could get, where they
Roamed up and down, which way the winds did please,
Without a chart or compass: the rough seas
Enraged with such a load of wickedness,
Grew big with billows, great was their distress;
Yet was their courage greater; desperate men
Grow valianter with suffering: in their ken
Was a small island, thitherward they steer
Their weather-beaten barks, each plies his gear;
Some row, some pump, some trim the ragged sails,
All were employed and industry prevails.
(Thealma and Clearchus, 2203-2216.)
Marmion. When you are landed, and a little past
The Stygian ferry, you your eyes shall cast
And spy some busy at their wheel, and these
Are three old women, called the Destinies.
(Cupid and Psyche, iii. 259-262.)
Chamberlayne. But ere the weak Euriolus (for he
This hapless stranger was) again could be
By strength supported, base Amarus, who
Could think no more than priceless thanks was due
For all his dangerous pains, more beastly rude
Than untamed Indians, basely did exclude
That noble guest: which being with sorrow seen
By Ammida, whose prayers and tears had been
His helpless advocates, she gives in charge
To her Ismander—till that time enlarge
Her than restrained desires, he entertain
Her desolate and wandering friend. Nor vain
Were these commands, his entertainment being
Such as observant love thought best agreeing
To her desires.
(Pharonnida, IV. iii. 243-256.)
(The same remark applies here as to Browne. Some of these poets are
indeed great "apostrophators," such things as "t'" for "to," "b'"
for "by," and "'s" for "his" being common. But these uglinesses
are generally resorted to in order to attain or keep the strict
decasyllabic. Chalkhill (an actual Elizabethan, if he was anything)
is less shy of at least apparent trisyllabics, as in "bĕĭng drīv|en,"
"ex|pĭăte thēir.|" The double rhyme of "sea" to "they" and "seas" to
"please" is worth noticing; v. sup. Rule 34, p. 34.)
(a) Spenser (Mother Hubberd's Tale), v. sup. p. 62.
(b) Drayton (Heroical Epistles, "Suffolk to Margaret"):
We all do breathe upon this earthly ball,
Likewise one Heav'n encompasseth us all;
No banishment can be to us assigned
Who doth retain a true resolved mind;
Man in himself a little world doth bear,
His soul the monarch ever ruling there;
Wherever then his body doth remain
He is a king that in himself doth reign.
(Here all the characteristics of the eighteenth-century couplet may be
found—the central cæsura or split, the balance of the two halves, the
completion of sense in the couplet and almost in the line.)
(c) Fairfax (end couplets):
If fictious light I mix with Truth Divine
And fill these lines with other praise than Thine. (i. 2.)
We further seek what their offences be:
Guiltless I quit; guilty I set them free. (ii. 5.)
Thro' love the hazard of fierce war to prove,
Famous for arms, but famous more for love. (iii. 40.)
In fashions wayward, and in love unkind,
For Cupid deigns not wound a currish mind. (iv. 46.)
(Observe here the tendency, not merely to balance, but to positive
antithesis, in the halves.)
(d) Beaumont, Sir John:
The relish of the Muse consists in rhyme:
One verse must meet another like a chime.
Our Saxon shortness hath peculiar grace
In choice of words fit for the ending-place,
Which leave impression in the mind as well
As closing sounds of some delightful bell.
(e) Sandys.
Compare the openings of Job I. and II.:
In Hus, a land which near the sun's uprise
And northern confines of Sabæa lies,
A great example of perfection reigned,
His name was Job, his soul with guilt unstained.
Again when all the radiant sons of light
Before His throne appeared, Whose only sight
Beatitude infused; the Inveterate Foe,
In fogs ascending from the depth below,
Profaned their blest assembly.
(f) Waller:
With the sweet sound of this harmonious lay
About the keel delighted dolphins play;
Too sure a sign of sea's ensuing rage
Which must anon this royal troop engage;
To whom soft sleep seems more secure and sweet
Within the town commanded by our fleet.
(g) Cowley (Davideis):
Lo! with pure hands thy heavenly fire to take,
My well-chang'd muse I a pure vestal make.
From Earth's vain joys and Love's soft witchcraft free,
I consecrate my Magdalene to thee.
Lo, this great work, a temple to thy praise
On polish'd pillars of strong verse I raise—
A temple where if thou vouchsafe to dwell
It Solomon's and Herod's shall excel.
(It should be observed on these that in Beaumont, Sandys I., Waller,
and Cowley the separation of the couplets is strictly maintained; in
Sandys II. not. In fact, this passage, but for the rhymes, has almost
the run of Miltonic blank verse. Waller once approaches an initial
trochee or "inversion of accent" in "With the." Here Cowley is pretty
regular. But not far off may be found such a line as—
Themselves at first against themselves they excite;
where he must either have intended "they-ex-" to be elided or have
meant an anapæstic ending of the kind so common in the dramatists his
contemporaries. And he constantly uses (explicitly defending it) the
Alexandrine, as in—
Like some | fair pine | o'erlook|ing all | th' igno|bler wood,
or—
Which runs, | and, as | it runs, | for ev|er shall | run on;
while he often employs trochees or spondees. He does not use the
triplet in the Davideis, but does elsewhere, and, after Virgil, he
sometimes indulges in half-lines.)
(a) Shakespeare (doubtfully?):
(1) King Pan|dion | he is | dead,
All thy | friends are | lapped in | lead.
(2) Let | the bird | of loud|est lay
On | the sole | Ara|bian tree.
(These distichs from the Passionate Pilgrim will illustrate the
two different forms which the heptasyllable—really an octosyllable
acephalous or catalectic—can take. The catalectic form (1) becomes
trochaic; the acephalous (2), iambic. They can be interchanged, and
either can group with the full iambic dimeter; but, individually, it
would spoil (1) to scan it as iambic, (2) to scan it as trochaic. Yet
on "accentual" scansion there is no difference; and some advocates of
recent fancy "stress"-systems maintain that the rhythms are identical!)
(b) Shakespeare (almost certainly):
The cat | with eyne |of burn|ing coal
Now couch|es 'fore | the mou|se's hole,
And crick|ets sing | at the ov|en's mouth
As | the ¦ blith|er ¦ from | their ¦ drouth.
(In this famous and eminently Shakespearian passage from Pericles,
the last line, a heptasyllable, goes perfectly with the rest, or
octosyllables, either as acephalous or as catalectic, either as an
iambic fellow or a trochaic substitute.)
(c) Shakespeare (certainly):
And we fairies, that do run
By the trìple Hecate's team,
From the presence of the sun
Follow¦ing | dark¦ness | like a dream,
Now are frolic: not a mouse
Shall disturb this hallowed house:
I am sent with broom before,
To sweep the dust behind the door.
(From A Midsummer Night's Dream. Same as last, except that the
full octosyllable is only reached at the end, and perhaps in line 4.
"Hecat[e]," as often, is dissyllabic.)
(d) Browne, W.:
Be ev|er fresh! | Let no | man dare
To spoil | thy fish, | make lock | or wear,
But on | thy mar|gent still | let dwell,
Those flowers | which have | the sweet|est smell,
And let | the dust | upon | thy strand
Become, | like Ta|gus, gold|en sand.
Let as | much good | betide | to thee
As thou | hast fa|vour showed | to me.
(Pure octosyllables. There is a catalectic line now and then elsewhere,
but it is an evident exception.)
(e) Wither:
For | in ¦ her | a ¦ grace |there ¦ shines,
That o'er-daring thoughts confines,
Making worthless men despair
To be loved of one so fair.
Yea, the Destinies agree,
Some good judgments blind should be,
And not gain the power of knowing
Those rare beauties in her growing.
(Pure heptasyllables, taking either cadence, and, when extended, owing
the extension mainly, if not wholly, to the double rhyme. The first
line gives the alternative scansion; but Wither's run is, on the whole,
trochaic, as Browne's is iambic.)
(a) See above, § XXIII., for "Drink to me only."
(b) Donne(?), Ayton(?), Anon.(?), (C.M.):
Thou sent'st | me late | a heart | was crowned,
I took | it to | be thine;
But when | I saw | it had | a wound,
I knew | that heart | was mine.
A boun|ty of | a strange | conceit!
To send | mine own | to me,
And send | it in | a worse | estate
Than when | it came | to thee.
(A capital example of the possibility of rhetorical addition to the
strict foot-system, as in line 2, "I took it || to be thine."[43] For
"concayt" and "estate" cf. sup. § XXV. sub fin.)
(c) Herrick (C.M.):
Bid me | to live | and I | will live
Thy Pro|testant | to be;
Or bid | me love, | and I | will give
A lov|ing heart to | thee.
(Strongly flavoured, and greatly improved, by trochaic substitution in
first foot.)
(d) Marvell (L.M.):
My love | is of | a birth | as rare
As 'tis | for ob|ject, strange | and high—
It was | begot|ten of | Despair
Upon | Impos|sibil|ity.
(e) Lord Herbert of Cherbury (In Memoriam metre):
For whose | affec|tion once | is shown,
No long|er can | the world | beguile;
Who sees | his pen|ance all | the while
He holds | a torch | to make | her known.
(Great regularity of feet; but already the "circular" motion which
Tennyson was to perfect.)
(a) Dryden (1691?):
While Pan | and fair Sy|rinx are fled | from our shore,
The Gra|ces are ban|ished, and Love | is no more:
The soft | god of plea|sure that warmed | our desires
Has brok|en his bow, | and extin|guished his fires,
And vows | that himself | and his moth|er will mourn,
Till Pan | and fair Sy|rinx in tri|umph return.
(These early anapæsts, as noted, are very apt to begin with dissyllabic
feet. But it was no rule: in this same piece, "The Beautiful Lady of
the May," occurs the line:
All the nymphs | were in white | and the shep|herd in green.
(b) Anon. in Pills to Purge Melancholy (1719, but contents often
much older):
Let us drink |and be mer|ry, sing, dance, | and rejoice,
With cla|ret and sher|ry, theor|bo and voice.
The change|able world | to our joys | is unjust,
All trea|sure's uncer|tain, then down | with your dust!
On fro|lics dispose | your pounds, shil|lings, and pence,
For we | shall be no|thing a hun|dred years hence.
(c) Prior (1696):
While with la|bour assid|uous due plea|sure I mix,
And in one | day atone | for the bus|iness of six,
In a lit|tle Dutch chaise | on a Sat|urday night,
On my left | hand my Hor|ace, a nymph | on my right.
(Observe here in "assid[u]ous" and "bus[i]ness" the liberty
of combining adjacent vowels (-uous) and following familiar
pronunciation (bizness) which this light verse especially authorises.
Dryden (complete stanza from "Anne Killigrew" ode):
VI
Bōrn tŏ | the spa|cious em|pire of | the Nine,
One would | have thought | she should | have been | content
To man|age well | that migh|ty gov|ernment;
But what | can young | ambi|tious souls | confine?
To the | next realm | she stretched | her sway,
For Pain|ture near | adjoin|ing lay,
A plen|teous prov|ince, and | allur|ing prey.
A cham|ber of | depen|dencies | was framed,
(As con|querors | will nev|er want | pretence,
When armed, | to just|ify | the offence,)
And the | whole fief, | in right | of po|etry, | she claimed.
The coun|try op|en lay | without | defence;
For po|ets fre|quent in|roads there | had made,
And per|fectly | could rep|resent
The shape, | the face, | with ev|ery lin|eament,
And all | the large | domains | which the | Dumb Sis|ter swayed;
All bowed | beneath | her gov|ernment,
Received | in tri|umph where|soe'er | she went.
Her pen|cil drew | whate'er | her soul | designed,
And oft | the hap|py draught | surpassed | the im|age in | her mind.
The syl|van scenes | of herds | and flocks,
And fruit|ful plains | and bar|ren rocks,
Of shal|low brooks | that flowed | so clear,
The bot|tom did | the top | appear;
Of deep|er too | and am|pler floods,
Which, as | in mir|rors, showed | the woods;
Of lof|ty trees, | with sa|cred shades,
And pèr|spectives of plea|sant glades,
Where nymphs | of bright|est form | appear,
And shag|gy sat|yrs stand|ing near,
Which them | at once | admire | and fear.
The ru|ins, too, | of some | majes|tic piece,
Boasting | the power | of an|cient Rome | or Greece,
Whose sta|tues, frie|zes, col|umns, bro|ken lie,
And, though | defaced, | the won|der of | the eye;
What na|ture, art, | bold fic|tion, e'er | durst frame,
Her form|ing hand | gave fea|ture to | the name.
So strange | a con|course ne'er | was seen | before,
But when | the peo|pled ark | the whole | crea|tion bore.
(88-91, heroics; 92, 93, octosyllables; 94-96, heroics; 97,
octosyllable; 98, Alexandrine; 99, 100, heroic; 101, octosyllable; 102,
heroic; 103, Alexandrine; 104, octosyllable; 105, 106, heroics; 107,
fourteener; 108-118, continuous octosyllables; 119-125, continuous
heroics capped and finished off by 126, Alexandrine. In 97, probably
"th' offence.")
(a) Dryden (early non-dramatic):
Our setting sun, from his declining seat,
Shot beams of kindness on you, not of heat;
And, when his love was bounded in a few
That were unhappy, that they might be true,
Made you the favourite of his last sad times,
That is, a sufferer in his subjects' crimes.
Thus, those first favours you received, were sent,
Like heaven's rewards, in earthly punishment:
Yet fortune, conscious of your destiny,
E'en then took care to lay you softly by,
And wrapped your fate among her precious things,
Kept fresh to be unfolded with your king's.
(Note recurrent you and your employed like pauses to vary verse.
Otherwise strictly "regular.")
(b) Dryden ("heroic"-dramatic type at best):
Fair though you are
As summer mornings, | and your eyes more bright
Than stars that twinkle ¦ in a winter's night;
Though you have eloquence to warm and move
Cold age ¦ and praying hermits ¦ into love;
Though Almahide with scorn ¦ rewards my care,—
Yet, | than to change, | 'tis nobler to despair.
My love's my soul; | and that from fate is free;
'Tis that unchanged and deathless part of me.
(Conquest of Granada II., III. iii.)
(Observe how the alternation of central pause, strongly (|) and weakly
(¦) or hardly at all (no mark) emphasised, knits and shades the verse;
and how, in the first line, there is positive enjambment. Yet there is
still no trisyllabic substitution. This type is continued and perfected
in the great satires and didactic pieces for argument and attack, and
in the Fables for narrative. It admits, to relieve monotony, the
Alexandrine (Hind and Panther, i. 23, 24))—
Their corps[e] to perish, but their kind to last,
So much | the death|less plant | the dy|ing fruit | surpassed;
the triplet (ibid. a little further)—
Can I believe eternal God could lie
Disguised in mortal mould and infancy,
That the great Maker of the world could die?
both combined (Palamon and Arcite, ii. 560-562)—
There saw I how the secret felon wrought,
And treason labouring in the traitor's thought,
And mid|wife time | the ri|pened plot | to mur|der brought;
and sometimes the fourteener (Medal, 94)—
Thou leapst o'er all eternal truths in thy Pindaric way.
(c) Passages from Garth, (1), and Pope, (2) and (3), to illustrate
the mechanical character of the eighteenth-century couplet, the ease
with which it can be shifted from decasyllabic to octosyllabic, and its
peculiar construction of ridge-backed antithetic pause:
(1) With breathing fire his pitchy nostrils blow,
As from his sides he shakes the fleecy snow.
Around this hoary prince from wat'ry beds
His subject islands raise their verdant heads.
. . . . . . .
Eternal spring with smiling verdure here
Warms the mild air and crowns the youthful year.
. . . . . . .
The vine undressed her swelling clusters bears,
The labouring hind the mellow olive cheers.
(The Dispensary.)
(Read, omitting the interlined epithets, and you get perfectly fluent
octosyllables.)
(2) First in these fields, I try the sylvan strains,
Nor blush to sport on Windsor's blissful plains.
Fair Thames, flow gently from thy sacred spring,
While on thy banks Sicilian Muses sing;
Let vernal airs thro' trembling osiers play
And Albion's cliffs resound the rural lay.
(Windsor Forest.)
Now this, in the same way, by the omission of some of the italicised
gradus epithets, becomes—
First in these fields I try the strains,
Nor blush to sport on Windsor's plains.
Fair Thames, flow gently from thy spring,
While on thy banks [the] Muses sing;
Let vernal airs through osiers play
And Albion's cliffs resound the lay.
[Transcriber's Note: In the following example, first part of each line is angled up the
page, and second part of each line is angled down.]
(3) Not with more glories in th' ethereal plain
The sun first rises o'er the purpled main,
Than issuing forth the rival of his beams
Launch'd on the bosom of the silver Thames.
Fair nymphs and well-drest youths around her shone,
But ev'ry eye was fix'd on her alone.
On her white breast a sparkling cross she wore,
Which Jews might kiss and Infidels adore.
Her livelylooks a sprightly mind disclose,
Quick as her eyes and as unfixed as those.
Favours to none to all she smiles extends,
Oft she rejects but never once offends.
Bright as the sun her eyes the gazers strike,
And like the sun they shine on all alike.
Yet graceful ease and sweetness void of pride
Might hide her faults if Belles had faults to hide.
If to her share some female errors fall,
Look in her face and you'll forget them all.
(The Rape of the Lock.)
Of course Pope,[44] in the close of the Dunciad and elsewhere, has
passages of the utmost dignity; and the antithetic arrangement is
good for satire. But perhaps the finest passages of this class of
couplet—certainly the finest with the Dunciad close—are the
following, from
(d) Johnson (Vanity of Human Wishes—end):
Where then shall Hope and Fear their objects find?
Must dull suspense corrupt the stagnant mind?
Must helpless man, in ignorance sedate,
Roll darkling down the torrent of his fate?
Must no dislike alarm, no wishes rise,
No cries invoke the mercies of the skies?
. . . . . . .
Yet, when the sense of sacred presence fires
And strong devotion to the skies aspires,
Pour forth thy favours for a healthful mind,
Obedient passions, and a will resigned;
For love which scarce collective man can fill;
For patience sovereign o'er transmuted ill;
For faith that, panting for a happier seat,
Counts death kind nature's signal of retreat.
These goods for man the laws of Heaven ordain,
These goods He grants who grants the power to gain;
With these celestial Wisdom calms the mind,
And makes the happiness she does not find.
and
(e) Crabbe ("Delay brings Danger"—end):
Early he rose, and looked with many a sigh
On the red light that filled the eastern sky;
Oft had he stood before, alert and gay,
To hail the glories of the new-born day:
But now dejected, languid, listless, low,
He saw the wind upon the water blow,
And the cold stream curled onward as the gale
From the pine hill blew harshly down the dale;
On the right side the youth a wood surveyed,
With all its dark intensity of shade;
Where the rough wind alone was heard to move,
In this, the pause of nature and of love,
When now the young are reared, and when the old,
Lost to the tie, grow negligent and cold—
Far to the left he saw the huts of men,
Half hid in mist, that hung upon the fen;
Before him swallows gathering for the sea,
Took their short flights and twittered on the lea;
And near the bean-sheaf stood, the harvest done,
And slowly blackened in the sickly sun;
All these were sad in nature, or they took
Sadness from him, the likeness of his look
And of his mind—he pondered for a while,
Then met his Fanny with a borrowed smile.
(Observe, besides the other points mentioned, that trisyllabic feet
practically never occur in Garth, Pope, and Johnson—"wat'ry for
watery," and words like "ether(ea)l," "celest(ia)l," "happ(ie)r," being
intended to take the benefit of elision, though, as a matter of fact,
they give that of extension. Only Crabbe, in "gathering," may
perhaps not have meant "gath'ring.")
(a) Thomson:
First the flaming red
Sprung vivid forth; the tawny orange next;
And next delicious yellow; by whose side
Fell the kind beams of all-refreshing green.
Then the pure blue that swells autumnal skies,
Etherial played, and then of sadder hue
Emerged the deepened indigo (as when
The heavy-skirted evening droops with frost),
While the last gleamings of refracted light
Died in the fainting violet away.
(This, from the poem on Newton, is Thomson at his very best in blank
verse, or nearly so. He was, however, too apt to emphasise his phrases
into full stops, producing what Johnson justly called "broken style,"
as thus:
On he walks
Graceful, and crows defiance. In the pond
The finely-chequered duck, before her train,
Rows garrulous. The stately sailing swan, etc.)
The trick was pushed to a pitch of absurdity by
(b) Glover:
Mindful of their charge,
The chiefs depart. Leonidas provides
His various armour. Agis close attends,
His best assistant. First a breastplate arms
The spacious chest;
and is somewhat noteworthy in Young and others. The reason probably was
a sort of nervous fear lest, in the absence of rhyme, the versification
should not be sufficiently marked. But at length the proper flow was
recovered by
(c) Cowper:
Tīme māde | thee what | thou wast, | kīng ŏf | the woods,
And time hath made thee what thou art—a cave
For owls to roost in. Once thy spreading boughs
O'erhung the champaign; and the nu|mĕrŏus flōcks
That grazed it stood beneath that ample cope
Uncrowded, yet safe-sheltered from the storm.
No flock frequents thee now. Thou hast outlived
Thy popularity, and art become
(Unless verse rescue thee awhile) a thing
Forgotten, as the foliage of thy youth.
(Yardley Oak.)
(The spondee "Tīme māde" and trochee "kīng ŏf" are certainly
intentional, whether consciously as such or not. The anapæst "-mĕrŏus
flōcks" may not have been meant, for Cowper had not cleared his mind
up about "elision," but is one in fact.)
Analysis of Gray's Bard (the second and third divisions coincide to
the minutest degree):
I. i.
1."Ruin seize thee, ruthless King!
2.Confusion on thy banners wait;
3.Tho' fanned by Conquest's crimson wing
4.They mock the air with idle state.
5.Helm, nor hauberk's twisted mail,
6.Nor e'en thy virtues, Tyrant, shall avail
7.To save thy secret soul from nightly fears,
8.From Cambria's curse, from Cambria's tears!"
9.—Such were the sounds that o'er the crested pride
10.Of the first Edward scatter'd wild dismay,
11.As down the steep of Snowdon's shaggy side
12.He wound with toilsome march his long array:—
13.Stout Glo'ster stood aghast in speechless trance;
14."To arms!" cried Mortimer, and couch'd his quivering lance.
I. i. (Strophe)
- 1. Troch. dim. cat. ̄ ̆ ̄ ̆ ̄ ̆ ̄.
- 2. Iamb. dim. acat. ̆ ̄ ̆ ̄ ̆ ̄ ̆ ̄.
- 3. ditto
- 4. ditto
- 5 as 1.
- 6 and 7. Heroics nearly pure, ̆ ̄ ̆ ̄ ̆ ̄ ̆ ̄ ̆ ̄.
- 8 as 2 to 4.
- 9 to 13. Heroics
- 14. Alexandrine ̆ ̄ ̆ ̄ ̆ ̄ ̆ ̄ ̆ ̄ ̆ ̄. "Quiv'ring," probably.
I. ii.
1. On a rock, whose haughty brow
2. Frowns o'er old Conway's foaming flood,
3. Robed in the sable garb of woe
4. With haggard eyes the Poet stood
5. (Loose his beard and hoary hair
6. Stream'd like a meteor to the troubled air),
7. And with a master's hand and prophet's fire
8. Struck the deep sorrows of his lyre:
9. "Hark, how each giant-oak and desert-cave
10. Sighs to the torrent's awful voice beneath!
11. O'er thee, oh King! their hundred arms they wave,
12. Revenge on thee in hoarser murmurs breathe;
13. Vocal no more, since Cambria's fatal day,
14. To high-born Hoel's harp, or soft Llewellyn's lay.
I. ii. (Antistrophe)
Identical.
I. iii.
1. "Cold is Cadwallo's tongue,
2. That hush'd the stormy main:
3. Brave Urien sleeps upon his craggy bed:
4. Mountains, ye mourn in vain
5. Modred, whose magic song
6. Made hugh Plinlimmon bow his cloud-topt head.
7. On dreary Arvon's shore they lie
8. Smear'd with gore and ghastly pale:
9. Far, far aloof the affrighted ravens sail;
10. The famish'd eagle screams, and passes by.
11. Dear lost companions of my tuneful art,
12. Dear as the light that visits these sad eyes,
13.Dear as the ruddy drops that warm my heart,
14. Ye died amidst your dying country's cries—
15. No more I weep; They do not sleep;
16. On yonder cliffs, a griesly band,
17. I see them sit; They linger yet,
18. Avengers of their native land:
19. With me in dreadful harmony they join,
20. And weave with bloody hands the tissue of thy line.
I. iii. (Epode)
- 1. Iamb. dim. brachycat. ̆ ̄ ̆ ̄ ̆ ̄.
- 2. ditto
- 3. Heroic.
- 4, 5, as 1, 2, with trochee substituted in first place.
- 6 as 3.
- 7. Iamb. dim. acat.
- 8. Troch. dim. cat.
- 9 to 14. Heroics: the last 4 in quatrain.
- 15 to 18. Iamb. dims. arranged in stanza quatrain; internal rhymes only in lines 15 and 17.
- 19. Heroic.
- 20. Alexandrine.
Rhyme scheme of Strophe and Antistrophe. | Rhyme scheme of Epode. |
| a | a |
| b | b |
| a | c |
| b | b |
| c | a |
| c | c |
| d | d |
| d | e |
| e | e |
| f | d |
| e | f |
| f | g |
| g | f |
| g | g |
| o[45] |
| h |
| o[45] |
| h |
| i |
| i |
(a) Gay:
The school|boy's desire | is a play-|day,
The school|master's joy | is to flog,
The milk|maid's delight | is on May-|day,
But mine | is on sweet | Molly Mog.
(Remarkable for the improvement, by the redundant syllable in the
odd lines, on the plain anapæstic three-foot quatrain used later by
Shenstone and Cowper, as well as for its leading up to the more obvious
successes of Praed and Mr. Swinburne; v. inf. § XLIV.)
(b) Gray:
'Twas on a lofty vase's side
Where China's gayest art had dyed
The azure flowers that blow—
Demurest of the tabby kind,
The pensive Selima reclined,
Gazed on the lake below.
(Eleventh-century poets employed the old romance-six, or rime couée,
almost more largely than any other metre for general lyrical purposes.)
(c) (D. Lewis?):
And when with envy Time, transport|ed,
Shall think to rob us of our joys,
You'll in your girls again be court|ed,
And I'll go wooing in my boys.
(Another instance of the refreshing and alterative effect of
redundance—in this case on the old "long measure." But even in its
stricter form the century managed "L.M." better than "C.M.," which,
till Blake, was almost always sing-song.)
Percy's Reliques, however, taught it something better; though Percy's
own imitations and those of others were often as described above. Yet
soon we find in
(a) Chatterton, such adaptations of ballad metre as—
I ken | Syr Ro|ger from | afar
Trippynge | over | the lea,
Ich ask | whie | the lov|erd's son
Is moe | than mee?
and such equivalenced octosyllabic couplet and stanza as—
Sĭr Bō|tĕlĭer thēn | hăvĭng cōn|quĕr'd hīs twāyne,
Rŏ̄de cōn|qŭerŏr ōff | thĕ tōur|nĕyĭng plāyne,
Rĕcēiv|ĭng ă gār|lănd frŏm Āl|ĭcĕ's hānd,
Thĕ̄ fāir|ĕst lā|dy̆e īn | thĕ lānde.
But the real Columbus here was
(b) Blake, who from 1780 onwards wrote such things as—
Thĕ wīld | wĭ̄nds wēep
Ănd thĕ nīght | ĭs ă-cōld;
Cŏme hī|thĕr, Slēep,
Ănd my̆ grīefs | ŭnfōld.
Bŭt lō! | thĕ mōrn|ĭng pēeps
Ōvĕr | thĕ ēast|ĕ̄rn stēeps,
Ănd thĕ rūst|lĭng bēds | ŏf dāwn
Thĕ ēarth | dŏ scōrn.
Lō! | tŏ thĕ vāult
Ŏf pā|vè̆d hēaven,
Wĭth sōr|rŏw frāught,
My̆ nōtes | ă̄re drīven.
Thĕy strīke | thĕ ēar | ŏf nīght,
Māke wēep | thĕ ēyes | ŏf dāy;
Thĕy măke mad | thĕ rōar|ing winds,
Ănd wĭth tēm|pĕsts plāy.
Lĭke ă fīend) | in ă clōud,
Wĭth hōwl|ĭng wōe
Ăftĕr nīght | Ĭ dŏ crōwd
Ănd wĭth nīght | wĭll gō;
Ĭ tūrn | my̆ bāck | tŏ thĕ Ēast,
Frŏm whĕnce cōm|fŏrts hāve | ĭncrēased,
Fŏr līght | dŏth sēize | my̆ brāin
Wĭth frān|tĭc pāin.
(This cannot be studied too carefully, and is almost a typical example
of sound prosody, orderly without monotony and free without licence.
Every substitution is justified, both on the general principles
expounded throughout this book, and to the ear in each individual case.)
(a) Collins (Ode to Evening):
If aught | of oat|en stop | or pas|toral song
May hope, | O pen|sive Eve, | to soothe | thine ear
Like thy | own sol|emn springs,
Thy springs | and dy|ing gales.
(Perfectly regular heroics and sixes; "pastoral" most probably intended
to be "past'ral.")
(b) Sayers (Choruses of Moina):
I.
Hail to | her whom | Frea | loves,
Moina | hail!
When first | thine in|fant eyes | beheld
The beam | of day,
Frea | from Val|halla's | groves
Mark'd thy | birth in | silent | joy;
Frea, | sweetly | smiling saw
The swift-|wing'd mes|senger | of love
Bearing | in her | rosy | hand
The gold-|tipt horn | of gods.
(This—which is fairly but not wholly free from the fault noted in
II.—is ordinary iambic and trochaic mixture.)
II.
Dark, dark | is Moi|na's bed,
On earth's | hard lap | she lies.
[Where is | the beau|teous form
That he|roes loved?]
[Where is | the beam|ing eye,
The rud|dy cheek?]
Cold, cold | is Moi|na's bed,
And shall | no lay | of death
[With pleas|ing mur|mur soothe
Her part|ed soul?]
[Shall no | tear wet | the grave
Where Moi|na lies?]
The bards | shall raise | the lay | of death,
The bards | shall soothe | her part|ed soul,
[And drop | the tear | of grief
On Moi|na's grave.]
(It will be observed that each of the couplets enclosed in square
brackets is simply a blank-verse line, arbitrarily split. This is
probably the result of the effort at rhymeless stanza. Observe the
unbroken iambic rhythm—another danger.)
(c) Southey (Thalaba):
How beau|tiful | is Night!
A dew|y fresh|ness fills | the si|lent air;
No mist | obscures, | nor cloud | nor speck | nor stain
Brēaks thĕ | serene | of heaven:
In full-|orbed glo|ry yon|der moon | divine
Rōlls thrōugh | the dark | blue depths.
Beneath | her stead|y ray
The des|ert-cir|cle spreads,
Līke thĕ | rōund ō|cean, gir|dled with | the sky.
How beau|tiful | is Night!
(Iambic lines of various lengths with trochaic and spondaic but no
other substitution (there are anapæsts elsewhere). The couplet-six, or
split Alexandrine, is intentional, but Southey expressly avoids split
heroics.)
(d) Shelley (Queen Mab):
How wonderful is Death,
Death and his brother Sleep!
One, pale as yonder waning moon
With lips of lurid blue;
The other, rosy as the morn
When throned on ocean's wave
It blushes o'er the world:
Yet both so passing wonderful!
(a) Percy's imitation of equivalence and extension of scheme (Sir
Cawline):
Then she | held forth | her lil|y-white hand
Towards | that knight | so free;
He gave | to it | one gen|til kiss,
His heart | was brought | from bale | to bliss,
The tears | sterte from | his ee.
(Not bad; might have been improved by "And the tears|.")
(b) Goldsmith (regularised sing-song):
Turn An|geli|na, ev|er dear,
My charm|er, turn | to see
Thy own, | thy long-|lost Ed|win here
Restored | to love | and thee!
(c) Southey (quite sound in principle, and not bad in effect; but a
little more poetic powder wanted):
They laid | her where | these four | roads meet
Here in | this ver|y place—
The earth | upon | her corpse | was pressed,
This post | was driv|en into | her breast,
And a stone | is on | her face.
(d) Coleridge (the real thing in simpler and more complex form):
It is | an an|cient ma|riner,
And he stop|peth one | of three—
"By thy long | grey beard | and glit|tering eye,
Now where|fore stop'st | thou me?"
. . . . . . .
Her lips | were red, | her looks | were free,
Her locks | were yel|low as gold;
Her skin | was as white | as lep|rosy—
The night|mare Life-|in-Death | was she,
Who thicks | man's blood | with cold.
. . . . . . .
We list|ened and | looked side|ways up!
Fear at | my heart, | as at | a cup,
My life-|blood seemed | to sip!
The stars | were dim | and thick | the night,
The steers|man's face | by his lamp | gleamed white;
From the sails | the dew | did drip—
Till clomb | above | the east|ern bar
The horn|èd moon, | with one | bright star
Within | the neth|er tip.
(The presence and absence of anapæstic substitution here, with its
effect in each case, should be carefully studied.)
Specimens of Christabel, with note on the application of the system
to later lyric. (Some have said that in Christabel "the consideration
of feet is dropped altogether," and others, that it "cannot be
analysed," or can only be so by the rough process of counting accents.
Let us go and do it.)
'Tĭs thĕ mīd|dlĕ ŏf nīght | by̆ thĕ cās|tlĕ clōck,
Ănd thĕ ōwls | hăve ăwā|kĕned thĕ crōw|ing cōck,
Tŭ̄—whīt—tŭ̄ whŏ̄o!
Ănd hārk, | ăgāin! | thĕ crōw|īng cō=ck,
Hŏ̄w drōw|sĭlȳ | ĭt crēw.|
(A five-lined ballad stanza, freely but regularly equivalenced
with anapæsts. Line 3 may be four monosyllabic feet, or an iambic
monometer—two feet,—according to the value put on the first
note of the owl's cry.) The rest of the piece is not in ballad
stanza, but in octosyllabic couplet, again more or less freely but
regularly equivalenced, and allowing itself occasional licences of
rhyme-order, line-length, etc. Thus the succeeding lines are in
two batches, where the substitution—anapæstic, trochaic, spondaic
or monosyllabic—increases, dwindles, disappears and reappears ad
libitum:
Sĭr Lē|ŏlīne, | thĕ Bā|rŏn rīch,
Hāth | ă tōoth|lĕss mās|tĭff, whīch
Frōm | hĕr kēn|nĕl bĕnēath | thĕ rōck
Mā|kĕth ān|swĕr tō | thĕ clōck,
Fōur | fŏr thĕ quār|tĕrs ănd twēlve | fŏr thĕ hōur;
Ēv|ĕr ănd āye, | by̆ shīne | ănd shōwer,
Sī̆xtēen | shō̆rt hōwls | nŏt ō|vĕr lōud;
Sō̆me sāy, | shĕ sēes | my̆ lā|dy̆'s shrōud.
Īs | thĕ nīght | chīlly̆ | ănd dārk?
Thĕ nīght | ĭs chīl|ly̆, būt | nŏt dārk.
Thĕ thīn | grāy clōud | ĭs sprēad | ŏn hīgh,
Ĭt cōv|ĕrs būt | nŏt hīdes | thĕ skȳ.
Thĕ mōon | ĭs bĕhīnd, | ā̆nd ă̄t | thĕ fūll;
Ănd yēt | shĕ lōoks | bŏ̄th smāll | ănd dūll.
Thĕ nīght | ĭs chīll, | thĕ clōud | ĭs grāy:
'Tĭs ă mōnth | bĕfōre | thĕ mōnth | ŏf Māy,
Ănd thĕ sprīng | cŏ̄mes slōw|ly̆ ūp | thĭs wāy.
The whole of the rest follows suit, with occasional variations (not,
save in one case perhaps, "irregularities"), as, for instance—
Ă̄nd || in ¦ si|lence ¦ pray|eth ¦ she.
. . . . . . .
From || the ¦ love|ly ¦ la|dy's ¦ cheek,
where a triple scansion might appear possible: (1) monosyllabic
beginnings indicated by ||; (2) three-foot lines with anapæstic opening
(|); and (3) the trochaic variation common in seventeenth-century poets
(¦). A famous third line—
Bēau|tĭfŭ̄l | ĕ̄xcēed|ĭnglȳ,|
decides in favour of (1), for (2) and (3) would exceedingly spoil its
beauty. There is sometimes almost complete anapæstic substitution—
Săve thĕ bōss | ŏf thĕ shīeld | ŏf Sĭr Lē|ŏlĭne tāll,
Whĭch hūng | ĭn ă mūr|ky̆ ŏld nīche | ĭn thĕ wāll;
which is still further developed in the spell of Geraldine—
Ĭn thĕ tōuch | ŏf thĭs bō|sŏm thĕre wōrk|ĕth ă spēll.
(This, in couplet, is a little dangerous.)
It is most remarkable, but suggestive to a further extent of the fact
that Coleridge did not entirely comprehend what he was doing, that
Christabel, especially its opening stanza, supplies a complete key to
the later nineteenth-century lyrical scansion which (v. sup. p. 27)
he and others failed to understand in Tennyson. That opening stanza,
placed side by side with the "Hollyhock Song" (see above again), will
completely interpret it to any one who has eye and ear enough to
mutate the mutanda. And when the connection and the interpretation
have once been seized, there is nothing, from Shelley's apparently
impulsive and instinctive harmonies to the most complicated experiments
of Browning and Swinburne, which will not yield to the master keys
of equivalent substitution and varying of line-length, subject to
the general law of rhythmical uniformity, or at least symphonised
change. It has been said, for instance, by the latest and most painful
French student of English prosody, M. Verrier, that in Shelley's
Cloud "traditional metric renounces the attempt" to divide it into
feet. Here is the division, made without its being necessary to think
twice—hardly to think once—about a single article of it:
I bring | fresh showers | for the thirst|ing flowers,
From the seas | and the streams;
I bear | light shade | for the leaves | when laid
In their noon|day dreams.
From my wings | are shaken | the dews | that waken
The sweet | buds ev|ery one,
When rocked | to rest | on their mo|ther's breast,
As she dan|ces about | the sun.
I wield | the flail | of the lash|ing hail,
And whi|ten the green | plains un|der,
And then | again | I dissolve | it in rain,
And laugh | as I pass | in thun|der.
(Base anapæstic, and normal length dimeter; but shortened to three and
two feet, thus—424243434343. The two last three-foot lines catalectic
dimeter, or, to put the same thing in another way, the first threes
plain, the last redundanced. Substitution of iamb or spondee for
anapæst perfectly regular, and (to keep the anapæstic base specially
marked against the iambic) not very much indulged in. "Showers" and
"flowers" as well as probably "shaken" and "waken" used in their
shortened or practically monosyllabic value. Nothing in the least
incalculable, eccentric, or even difficult, on the foot system.)
(The examples given will be found to be all more or less of the
enjambed variety. Not only has the other been much less practised,
owing to reaction from the over-fondness of the eighteenth century
for it, but that century, including the period of throwing back to
Dryden,[46] practically found out all its considerable but limited
possibilities.)
(a) Leigh Hunt (Story of Rimini):
Āll thĕ | sweet range-wood, flowerbed, grassy plot
Francesca loved, but most of all this spot.
Whenever she walk'd forth, wherever went
About the grounds, to this at last she bent:
Here she had brought a lute | ānd ă | few books.
Here would she lie for hours, | ōftĕn | with looks
More sorrowful by far, yet sweeter too;
Sometimes with firmer comfort, where she drew
From sense of in|jŭry̆'s sēlf | and truth sustained,
Sometimes with rarest indignation gained,
From meek, self-pitying mixtures of extremes,
Of hope, and soft despair, and child|lī̆ke drēams,
And all that promising calm smile we see
In Nature's face when we look patiently.
(Various substitutions marked, as also in the following.)
(b) Keats (Endymion):
At this, from every side they hurried in,
Rubbing their sleepy eyes with lazy wrists,
And doubling over head their little fists
In backward yawns. But all were soon alive:
For as delicious wine doth, sparkling, dive
In nectar'd clouds and curls through water fair,
So from the arbour roof down swell'd an air
Ō̆dō̆r|ous and | enli|vening; mak|ing all
To laugh, and play, and sing, and loudly call
For their sweet queen: when lo! the wreathed green
Disparted, and far upward could be seen
Blue heaven, and a silver car, air-borne,
Whose silent wheels, fresh wet from clouds of morn,
Spun off a drizzling dew,—which falling chill
On soft Adonis' shoulders, made him still
Nestle and turn uneasily about.
(As in the seventeenth-century patterns, not much equivalence:—the
paragraph effect, produced by enjambment and varied pause, being
chiefly relied on to prevent monotony. Later, in Lamia, Keats tried,
after study of Dryden, a less fluent pattern, with stop as well as
enjambment, Alexandrine, and triplet.)
(c) Browning (Sordello):
As, shall I say, some Ethiop, past pursuit
Of all enslavers, dips a shackled foot,
Burnt to the blood, into the drowsy black
Enormous watercourse which guides him back
To his own tribe again, where he is king;
And laughs because he guesses, numbering
The yellower poison-wattles on the pouch
Of the first lizard wrested from its couch
Under the slime (whose skin, the while, he strips
To cure his nostril with, and festered lips,
And eyeballs bloodshot through the desert-blast),
That he has reached its boundary, at last
May breathe;—thinks o'er enchantments of the South
Sovereign to plague his enemies, their mouth,
Eyes, nails, and hair; but, these enchantments tried
In fancy, puts them soberly aside
For truth, projects a cool return with friends,
The likelihood of winning more amends
Ere long; thinks that, takes comfort silently,
Then, from the river's brink, his wrongs and he,
Hugging revenge close to their hearts, are soon
Off-striding for the Mountains of the Moon.
(Practically a long blank-verse paragraph with the addition of rhyme,
which sometimes almost escapes notice.)
(d) M. Arnold (Tristram and Iseult):
The young surviving Iseult, one bright day,
Had wander'd forth. Her children were at play
In a green cir|cular hol|low in the heath
Which borders the sea-shore—a country path
Creeps over it from the till'd fields behind.
The hollow's grassy banks are soft-inclined,
And to one standing on them, far and near
The lone unbroken view spreads bright and clear
Over the waste. This cirque of open ground
Is light and green; the heather, which āll rōund
Creeps thickly, grows not here; but the pale grass
Is strewn with rocks, and many a shiver'd mass
Of vein'd white-gleaming quartz, and here and there
Dōttĕd with holly-trees and juniper.
(An admirable following of Keats's model; the rhymes not too much
kept out of view, and suggestions of trochaic and spondaic as well as
trisyllabic substitution deftly used. For some strange reason he never
returned to it, but left it for William Morris to develop, completely
and most effectively, in Jason and The Earthly Paradise.)
(e) Tennyson very seldom tried the couplet, but when he did, as in
"The Vision of Sin," he achieved it magnificently:
I had a vision when the night was late:
A youth came riding toward a palace gate.
He rode a horse with wings, that would have flown
But that his heavy rider kept him down.
And from the palace came a child of sin,
And took him by the curls and led him in,
Where sat a company with heated eyes,
Expecting when a fountain should arise:
A sleepy light upon their brows and lips—
As when the sun, a crescent of eclipse,
Dreams over lake and lawn, and isles and capes—
Suffused them, sitting, lying, languid shapes,
By heaps of gourds, and skins of wine, and piles of grapes.
(Observe how fine this couplet is, and how personal. We have seen how
Keats studied Dryden: this is as if Dryden had studied Keats.)
(f) Mr. Swinburne (Tristram of Lyonesse):
Love, that is first and last of all things made,
The light that has the living world for shade,
The spirit that for tem|poral veil | has on
The souls of all men, wo|ven in un|ison,
One fi|ery rai|ment with all lives inwrought
And lights of sun|ny and star|ry deed and thought.
(In this splendid metre the characteristics of stopped and enjambed
couplet are to a great extent combined. Considerable anapæstic
substitution to gain speed.)
(a) Wordsworth ("Yew Trees"):
Beneath whose sable roof
Of boughs, as if for festal purpose, decked
With unrejoicing berries—ghostly shapes
May meet at noontide; Fear and trembling Hope,
Sīlĕnce | and Foresight, Death the Skeleton
And Time the Shadow;—there to celebrate,
As in a na|tural tem|ple scattered o'er
With altars undisturbed of mossy stone,
United worship; or in mute repose
To lie, and listen to the mountain flood
Murmuring | from Glaramara's inmost caves.
(The student should notice the difference, slight but distinctly
perceptible, from the Miltonic model.)
(b) Shelley (Alastor):
Soft mossy lawns
Beneath these canopies extend their swells,
Fragrant with perfumed herbs, and eyed with blooms
Minute yet beautiful. One darkest glen
Sends from its woods of musk-rose, twined with jas|mine,
A soul-dissolving odour, to invite
To some more lovely mys|tery. Through | the dell,
Silence and Twilight here, twin-sisters, keep
Their noonday watch, and sail among the shades,
Like va|porous shapes | half seen; beyond, a well,
Dark, gleaming, and of most translucent wave,
Images all the woven boughs above,
And each depending leaf, and every speck
Of azure sky, darting between their chasms,
(There are actually seven lines more before the paragraph comes at once
to a line-end and a full stop in punctuation. Note also the Thomsonian
mid-stops; the Wordsworthian atmosphere (cf. citation above); the
actual or suggested trisyllables; the actual redundance in "jas|mine,"
and the suggested one in "chas|m.")
(c) Browning—early (Pauline):
Sun-treader!—life and light be thine for ever!
Thou art gone from us; years go by, and spring
Gladdens, and the young earth is beautiful,
Yet thy songs come not, other bards arise,
But none like thee: they stand, thy majesties,
Like mighty works which tell some spirit there
Hath sat regardless of neglect and scorn,
Till, its long task completed, it hath risen
And left us, never to return, and all
Rush in to peer and praise when all in vain.
The air seems bright with thy past presence yet,
But thou art still for me as thou hast been
When I have stood with thee as on a throne
With all thy dim creations gathered round
Like mountains, and I felt of mould like them,
And with them creatures of my own were mixed,
Like things half-lived, catching and giving life.
(Wordsworthian-Shelleyan, but with a greater touch of dramatic
soliloquy in it. Redundance, but no trisyllabics.)
(d) Browning—later (Mr. Sludge, "The Medium"):
O|ver the way
Holds Captain Sparks his court:| is it bet|ter there?
Have you not hunting-stories, scalping-scenes,
And Mex|ican War | exploits to swallow plump
If you'd be free | o' the stove-|side, rocking-chair,
And tri|o of af|fable daugh|ters? Doubt succumbs!
. . . . . . .
Yet screwed him into henceforth gulling you
To the top | o' your bent,|—all out of one half-lie!
(This unhesitating trisyllabic substitution sometimes reaches the very
dangerous adjustment of trochee-anapæst, as in—
Gūilty̆ | fŏr thĕ whīm's | sā̆ke! Gūil|ty̆ hĕ sōme|how thinks.
The Ring and the Book.)
(e) Tennyson—early (Lover's Tale):
Glēams ŏf the water-circles as they broke,
Flīckĕred | like doubtful smiles about her lips,
Qūivĕred | a flying glory in her hair,
Lēapt lĭke a passing thought across her eyes.
And mine, with one that will not pass till earth
And heaven pass too, dwell on my heaven—a face
Most starry fair, but kindled from within
As 'twere with dawn.
(Substitution trochaic only, except for "heaven"—always ambiguous in
value.)
(f) Tennyson—standard middle (Ulysses):
There lies the port; the vessel puffs her sail:
There gloom the dark broad seas. My mariners,
Souls that have toil'd, and wrought, and thought with me—
That ever with a frolic welcome took
The thunder and the sunshine, and opposed
Free hearts, free foreheads—you and I are old;
Old age hath yet his honour and his toil;
Death closes all: but something ere the end,
Some work of noble note, may yet be done,
Not unbecoming men that strove with Gods.
The lights begin to twinkle from the rocks:
The long day wanes: the slow moon climbs: the deep
Moans round with many voices. Come, my friends,
'Tis not too late to seek a newer world.
Push off, and sitting well in order smite
The sounding furrows; for my purpose holds
To sail beyond the sunset, and the baths
Of all the western stars, until I die.
It may be that the gulfs will wash us down:
It may be we shall touch the Happy Isles,
And see the great Achilles, whom we knew.
Tho' much is taken, much abides; and tho'
We are not now that strength which in old days
Moved earth and heaven; that which we are, we are;
One equal temper of heroic hearts,
Made weak by time and fate, but strong in will
To strive, to seek, to find, and not to yield.
(Verse-paragraph completely achieved by variation of pause and
different weighting of line, with, again, little or no trisyllabic
substitution.)
Tennyson—later (The Holy Grail):
"There rose a hill that none but man could climb,
Scarr'd with a hundred wintry wa|tercourses—
Storm at the top, and when we gain'd it, storm
Round us and death; for ev|ery mo|ment glanced
His silver arms and gloom'd: so quick and thick
The lightnings here and there to left and right
Struck, till the dry old trunks about us, dead,
Yea, rotten with a hundred years of death,
Sprang into fi|re: and at | the base we found
On either hand, as far as eye could see,
A great black swamp and of an evil smell,
Part black, part whiten'd with the bones of men,
Not to be crost, save that some ancient king
Had built a way, where, link'd with many a bridge,
A thousand piers ran into the great Sea.
And Ga|lahad fled | along them bridge by bridge,
And ev|ery bridge | as quickly as he crost
Sprang into fire and vanish'd, tho' I yearn'd
To fol|low; and thrice | above him all the heavens
Open'd and blazed with thunder such as seem'd
Shoutings of all the sons of God: and first
At once I saw him far on the great Sea,
In silver-shining armour starry-clear;
And o'er his head the Holy Vessel hung
Clothed in white samite or a lu|minous cloud.
And with exceeding swiftness ran the boat,
If boat it were—I saw not whence it came.
And when the heavens o|pen'd and blazed | again
Roaring, I saw him like a silver star—
And had he set the sail, or had the boat
Become a living creature clad with wings?
And o'er his head the Holy Vessel hung
Redder than any rose, a joy to me,
For now I knew the veil had been withdrawn.
Then in a moment when they blazed again
Opening, I saw the least of little stars
Down on the waste, and straight beyond the star
I saw | the spiri|tual cit|y and all | her spires
And gateways in a glory like one pearl—
No larger, tho' the goal of all the saints—
Strike from the sea; and from the star there shot
A rose-red sparkle to the cit|y, and there
Dwelt, and I knew it was the Holy Grail,
Which never eyes on earth again shall see."
(Paragraph still more ambitious and elaborate, with much trisyllabic
substitution and some redundance.)
(a) Keats (Eve of St. Mark):
Upon a Sabbath day it fell;
Twice holy was the Sabbath-bell,
That called the folk to evening-prayer;
The city streets were clean and fair
From wholesome drench of April rains;
And on the western window-panes
The chilly sunset faintly told
Of unmatured green valleys cold,
Of the green thorny bloomless hedge,
Of rivers new with spring-tide sedge,
Of primroses by sheltered rills,
And daisies on the aguish hills.
Twice holy was the Sabbath-bell:
The silent streets were crowded well
With staid and pious companies,
Warm from their fire-side orat'ries,
And moving, with demurest air,
To even-song and vesper prayer.
Each archèd porch, and entry low,
Was filled with patient folk and slow,
With whispers hush, and shuffling feet,
While played the organ loud and sweet.
(b) Morris (The Ring given to Venus):
By then his eyes were opened wide.
Already up the grey hillside
The backs of two were turned to him:
One, like a young man tall and slim,
Whose heels with rosy wings were dight;
One like a woman clad in white,
With glittering wings of many a hue,
Still changing, and whose shape none knew.
In aftertime would Laurence say
That though the moonshine, cold and grey,
Flooded the lonely earth that night,
These creatures in the moon's despite
Were coloured clear, as though the sun
Shone through the earth to light each one—
And terrible was that to see.
(Here the effect is entirely achieved by dividing the couplets, with
full stops or strong pauses at the end of the first line, and running
the sense of the second into the first of the next; by considerable
variations of internal pause, and by placing emphatic or brightly
coloured words at different spots. Equivalence is practically limited
to such things as "glittering," "aguish," "many a," etc., where it is
at minimum strength.)
(a) Drayton (Polyolbion):
Whenas the pliant Muse, with fair and even flight,
Betwixt her silver wings is wafted to the Wight,—
That Isle, which jutting out into the sea so far,
Her offspring traineth up in exercise of war;
Those pirates to put back, that oft purloin her trade,
Or Spaniards or the French attempting to invade.
Of all the southern isles she holds the highest place,
And evermore hath been the great'st in Britain's grace.
Not one of all her nymphs her sovereign fav'reth thus,
Embracèd in the arms of old Oceanus.
For none of her account so near her bosom stand,
'Twixt Penwith's furthest point and Goodwin's queachy sand.
(b) Browning (Fifine at the Fair):
O trip and skip, Elvire! Link arm in arm with me!
Like husband and like wife, together let us see
The tumbling troop arrayed, the strollers on their stage,
Drawn up and under arms, and ready to engage.
(Printing of lines disjoined to show the extra stress which Browning
lays on the middle pause, and which, though not universal, is general
throughout the poem. The case is rather the other way with Drayton.
He observes the pause, which is indeed the law of the line; but he
does not seem to avail himself of it much as a prosodic or rhetorical
instrument.)
The Dying Swan of Tennyson, scanned entirely through to show the
application of the system. (It brings out a scheme of dimeters wholly
iambic at the lowest rate of substitution, wholly anapæstic at the
highest, mixed between. A few instances occur of the other usual and
regular licences—trochaic and spondaic substitution, monosyllabic feet
(or catalexis) and one or two of brachycatalexis, three feet instead
of four. And it is to be specially noted that the poet uses these, not
at random, but so as to swell and raise his rhythm, proportionately
and progressively, from the slow motion and scanty syllabising of the
opening scene-stanza to the "flood of eddying song" at the close. This
process is entirely unaccounted for on the bare "four-stress" system.)
I.
Thĕ plāin | wă̄s grāss|y̆, wīld | ănd bāre,
Wīde, wīld, | ănd ō|pĕn tō | thĕ āir.
Whīch | hăd būilt | ŭp ēv|ĕry̆whēre
Ăn ūn|d̆er-rōof | ŏf dōle|fŭl grāy.
Wĭth ăn īn|nĕr vōice | thĕ rīv|ĕr rān,
Ădōwn | ĭt flōat|ĕd ă dȳ|ĭng swān, |
Ănd lōud|ly̆ dīd | lămēnt.
Ĭ̄t wă̄s | thĕ mīd|dlĕ ōf | thĕ dāy.
Ēvĕr | thĕ wēa|ry̆ wīnd wĕnt ōn,
Ăn]d tōok | thĕ rēed-|tōps ā̆s |ĭt wēnt.
II.
Sŏ̄me ¦ blŭ̄e | pēaks ¦ ĭ̄n | thĕ dīs|tănce rōse,
Ănd whīte | ăgāinst | thĕ cōld-|whīte skȳ,
Shŏne ōut | thĕir crōwn|ĭng snōws.
Ŏne wīl|lŏw ō|vĕr thĕ rīv|ĕr wēpt,
Ănd shōok |thĕ wāve | ăs thĕ wīnd | dĭd sīgh;
Ăbōve | ĭn thĕ wīnd | wăs thĕ swāl|low,
Chās¦ĭng | ĭtsēlf | ăt ĭts ōwn | wīld wīll,
Ănd fār | thrŏ' thĕ mār|ĭsh grēen | ănd stīll |
Thĕ tān|glĕd wā|tĕr-cōur|sĕs slēpt,
Shŏt ō|vĕr wĭth pūr|plĕ ănd grēen, | ănd yēl|low.
III.
Thĕ wīld | swă̄n's dēath-|hy̆mn tōok | thĕ sōul
Ŏf thāt | wāste plāce | wĭth jōy
Hīddĕn | ĭn sōr|rŏw: ăt fīrst | tŏ thĕ ēar
Thĕ wār|blĕ wăs lōw, | ănd fūll | ănd clēar;
Ănd flōat|ĭng ăbōut | thĕ ūn|dĕr-skȳ,
Prĕvāil|ĭng ĭn wēak|nĕss, thĕ cōr|ŏnăch stōle
Sōme|tĭmes ăfār, | ănd sōme|tĭmes ănēar;
Bŭt ănōn | hĕr āw|fŭl jū|bĭlănt vōice,
Wĭth ă mū|sĭc strānge | ănd mān|ĭfōld,
Flōw'd fōrth | ŏn ă cār|ŏl frēe | ănd bōld;
Ăs whēn | ă mīht|y̆ pēo|plĕ rĕjōice
Wĭth shāwms, | ănd wĭth cȳm|băls, ănd hārps | ŏf gōld,
Ănd thĕ tū|mŭlt ŏf thēir | ăcclāim | ĭs rōll'd
Thrŏ' thĕ ō|pĕn gātes | ŏf thĕ cī|ty̆ ăfār,
Tŏ thĕ shēp|hĕrd whŏ wātch|ĕth thĕ ē|vĕnīng stār.
Ănd thĕ crēep]|ĭng mōss|ĕs ănd clām|bĕrĭng wēeds,
Ānd thĕ wīl|lŏw-brān|chĕs hōar | ănd dānk,
Ănd thĕ wā|vy̆ swēll | ŏf thĕ sōugh|ĭng rēeds,
Ănd thĕ wāve-|wōrn hōrns | ŏf thĕ ēch|ŏĭng bānk,
Ănd thĕ sīl|vĕry̆ mār|ĭsh-flōwers | thăt thrōng
Thĕ dē|sŏlăte crēeks | ănd pōols | ămōng,
Wĕre flōod|ĕd ō|vĕr wĭth ēd|dy̆ĭng sōng.
This piece, with the "Hollyhock" (v. sup. p. 27), Blake's "Mad Song"
(§ XXXV.), Shelley's "Cloud" (note, p. 100), and the Christabel
selections (§ XXXVIII.), will almost completely exemplify substitution
in lyric. But the germ is far older—in Shakespeare, in "E.I.O.," and
even in pieces earlier still.
This remarkable measure illustrates, with especial appositeness, the
natural history of metrical evolution, and so may be dealt with more
fully as a specimen. There can be little doubt that its original, or
the earliest form to which it can be traced, is the split Alexandrine
or three-foot iambic, which appears in the French of Philippe de Thaun,
and in several English poems, such as the Bestiary, translated from
Philippe's—
After | him he | filleth,
Drageth | dust with | his stert,
and as even King Horn. But this gives far too little room in
English; and the rhymes, when rhyme is introduced, come too quick.
Substitution of trisyllabic feet remedies both faults; while the actual
six, with interchanged rhyme, gives beautiful work, though the lines
are still rather short:
With lon|gyng y | am lad,
On mol|de I wax|e mad,
a maid|e mar|reth me;
Y grede, | y grone, | un-glad,
For sel|den y | am sad
that sem|ly for | te se;
Levedi, | thou rew|e me,
To rou|the thou havest | me rad;
Be bote | of that | y bad,
My lyf | is long | on the.
(Wright's Specimens of Lyric Poetry, No. vii.)
This shortness kept it back, more especially when the fear of mainly
trisyllabic measures came in after the fifteenth-century anarchy. But
as soon as that fear disappeared, and the anapæst forced itself into
general use, logic, assisted by tune, suggested a cutting down of the
popular dimeter or four-foot anapæstic line to three. This, for a long
time, maintained itself in strict literature without much variety
of structure, as, at different times, is shown by Shenstone in the
well-known—
Since Phyl|lis vouchsafed | me a look,
I nev|er once dreamt | of my vine;
May I lose | both my pipe | and my crook,
If I know | of a kid | that is mine;
and by Cowper in the still better known "Alexander Selkirk" lines—
I am mon|arch of all | I survey,
My right | there is none | to dispute:
From the cen|tre all round | to the sea
I am lord | of the fowl | and the brute;
and in "Catherina"—
She came— | she is gone— | we have met,
And meet | perhaps nev|er again:
The sun | of that mo|ment is set
And seems | to have ris|en in vain.
Now, though these lines are pretty, they are exposed to the charge
of being pretty sing-song, and monotonous jingle. But this had, long
before Cowper, been to a great extent remedied, though for comic
purposes only or mainly, in such things as Gay's "Molly Mog," quoted
above, and Chesterfield-Pulteney's
Had I Hanover, Bremen, and Ver|den,
And likewise the Duchy of Zell,
I would part with them all for a far|thing,
To have my dear Molly Lepell!
(Pronounce "Verden" with the proper English value of er, and give
"farthing" its then correct form of "farden," and the rhyme will be
spotless.)
What it was that made Byron take this up for a serious purpose in the
lines to Haidee (before Don Juan) is not, I believe, known:
I en|ter thy gar|den of ro|ses,
Belov|ed and fair | Haidee,
Each morn|ing where Flo|ra repo|ses,
For sure|ly I see | her in thee.
The gain here, from the redundant syllable and double rhyme in the odd
lines, and from a rather more frequent use of dissyllabic feet to
prevent monotony, is immense. Praed adopted the measure, and improved
it still further, in his admirable "Letter of Advice":
Remem|ber the thrill|ing roman|ces
We read | on the bank | in the glen;
Remem|ber the suit|ors our fan|cies
Would pic|ture for both | of us then.
They wore | the red cross | on their shoul|der,
They had van|quished and par|doned their foe—
Sweet friend, | are you wi|ser or cold|er?
My own | Aramin|ta, say "No!"
And then Mr. Swinburne had the probably final inspiration of shortening
the last line to two feet (or an anapæstic monometer), with an
astonishing result of added and finished music:
Though the ma|ny lights dwin|dle to one | light,
There is help | if the heav|en has one,
Though the skies | be discrowned | of the sun|light,
And the earth | dispossessed | of the sun,
They have moon|light and sleep | for repay|ment
When, refreshed | as a bride | and set free,
With stars | and sea-winds | in her rai|ment,
Night sinks | on the sea.
(a) Tennyson (The Lotos-Eaters):
For they | lie be|side their | nectar, | and the | bolts are | hurl'd
Fār bĕ|lōw thĕm | īn thĕ | vāllĕys, | ānd thĕ | clōuds ăre | līghtly̆ | curl'd
Round their golden houses, girdled with the gleaming world,
Where they smile in secret, looking over wasted lands,
Blight and famine, plague and earthquake, roaring deeps and fiery sands,
Clanging fights, and flaming towns, and sinking ships, and praying hands.
(Trochaic six- and seven-foot lines, always hypercatalectic, or, in
stricter language, trochaic trimeters hypercatalectic and tetrameters
catalectic.)
At the close the poet avails himself of the iambic alternative which is
so effective, and has a pure fourteener:
Ŏ̄ rēst | yĕ, brō|thĕr mā|rĭnērs, | wĕ wīll | nŏt wān|dĕr mōre. |
(There is no trisyllabic substitution.)
(b) Tennyson (Maud):
Cōld ănd clēar-cŭt fāce, why̆ cōme yŏu sŏ crūelly̆ mēek,
Brēakĭng ă slūmbĕr ĭn whīch āll splēenfŭl fōlly̆ wăs drōwn'd,
Pāle wĭth thĕ gōldĕn bēam ŏf ăn ēyelăsh dēad ŏn thĕ chēek,
Passionless, pale, cold face, star-sweet on a gloom profound;
Womanlike, taking revenge too deep for a transient wrong
Done but in thought to your beauty, and ever as pale as before
Growing and fading and growing upon me without a sound,
Luminous, gemlike, ghostlike, deathlike, half the night long
Growing and fading and growing, till I could bear it no more,
Bŭt ărōse, and all by myself in my own dark garden ground,
Listening now to the tide in its broad-flung shipwrecking roar,
Now to the scream of a madden'd beach dragg'd down by the wave,
Walk'd in a wintry wind by a ghastly glimmer, and found
Thĕ shīning daffodil dead, and Orion low in his grave.
(A rather deceptive metre; for which reason foot-division has been
postponed above.) It may look at first sight like a trochaic run, but
this will be found not to fit. Then hexameters of the Evangeline
type, with a syllable cut off at the end, suggest themselves; but it
will be seen that some openings make this very bad. It is really a
six-foot anapæst with the usual allowance of iambic substitution and of
monosyllabic ("anacrustic") beginning, as thus:
Cold | and clear-|cut face, | why come | you so cru|elly meek,
. . . . . . .
But arose, | and all | by myself | in my own | dark gar|den ground,
. . . . . . .
The shin|ing daf|fodil dead,| and Ori|on low | in his grave.
(c) Tennyson (Voyage of Maeldune):
And we came | to the Isle | of Flowers: | their breath | met us out | on the seas,
For the Spring | and the mid|dle Sum|mer sat each | on the lap | of the breeze;
And the red | passion-flower | to the cliffs, | and the dark-|blue clem|atis, clung,
And starr'd | with a myr|iad blos|som the long | convol|vulus hung.
(Same metre, but almost purely anapæstic; the central pause frequently
strong.)
(d) Tennyson (Kapiolani)
When ¦ from the | ter¦rors of | Na¦ture a | peo¦ple have | fash¦ioned and | wor¦ship a | spir¦it of | E¦vil.
(Apparently intended for a dactylic octometer. Like all these things
in English, it probably goes better as anapæstic with anacrusis and
hypercatalexis. See dotted scansion.)
(e) Browning (Abt Vogler):
Would ¦ that the | struc¦ture | brave, ¦ the | man¦ifold | mu¦sic I | build,¦
Bid¦ding my | or¦gan o|bey, ¦| call¦ing its |keys ¦ to their | work,
Claim¦ing each | slave ¦ of the | sound ¦ at a | touch, ¦ as when | So¦lomon | willed
Ar¦mies of | an¦gels that | soar, ¦| le¦gions of | de¦mons that | lurk.
Man, brute, ¦| reptile, ¦| fly, ¦|| alien ¦ of | end ¦ and of | aim,
Ad¦verse | each ¦ from the | oth¦er, | hea¦ven-high ¦ hell-¦deep re|moved,
Should rush ¦ into sight ¦ at once ¦ as he named ¦ the ineff¦able name,
And pile ¦ him a pal¦ace straight, ¦ to plea¦sure the prin¦cess he loved.
(Note the alliteration.)
At first, as you read this, you can, if your ears are accustomed
to classical metres, have no doubt about the scheme. It is simply
the regular elegiac couplet "accentually" rendered in English, with
the abscission of the last syllable of the hexameter—a catalectic
hexameter and a pentameter acatalectic. For the first four lines of
the first octave there is no doubt at all. But when you get on to
the second half you are pulled up. In the fifth and sixth lines the
pentameter seems to have got to the first place, and the seventh is
no more a hexameter than the eighth is its proper companion. For a
moment you may fancy that this was intended—that the poet meant
octaves of two different parts. But when you look at the other stanzas
you will find that this is by no means the case. Truncated elegiac
cadence appears, reappears, disappears in the most bewildering fashion,
till you recognise—sooner or later according to your prosodic
experience—that it was only simulated cadence after all, a sort of
leaf-insect rhythm, and that the whole thing (as marked by the dotted
scansion lines) is in six-foot anapæsts equivalenced daringly, but
quite legitimately, with monosyllabic and dissyllabic feet.
(f) W. Morris ("The Wind"):
Ah! | no, no, | it is no|thing, sure|ly no|thing, at all,
On|ly the wild-|going wind | round | by the gar|den wall,
For the dawn | just now | is break|ing, the wind | begin|ning to fall.
Wind, wind, | thou art | sad, art | thou kind?
Wind, | wind, | unhap|py! thou | art blind,
Yet still | thou wan|derest | the lil|y-seed | to find.
(First three lines six-foot (trimeter) anapæsts with full substitution.
Refrain a graded "wheel" of four, four or five, and six iambic feet.)
(g) Morris (Love is Enough):
Such words shall my ghost see the chronicler writing
In the days that shall be—ah!—what would'st more, my fosterling?
Knowest thou not how words fail us awaking,
That we seemed to hear plain amid sleep and its sweetness.
(Intentionally irregular "accentual" lines, but with an anapæstic
or amphibrachic "under-hum." There is a good deal of alliteration
elsewhere, and some here.)
(h) Morris (Sigurd metre, but the actual example from The House of
the Wolfings):
Thou sayest it, I am outcast: || for a God that lacketh mirth
Hath no more place in God-home || and never a place on earth.
A man grieves, and he gladdens, || or he dies and his grief is gone;
But what of the grief of the Gods? and || the sorrow never undone?
Yea, verily, I am the outcast. || When first in thine arms I lay,
On the blossoms of the woodland || my godhead passed away;
Thenceforth unto thee I was looking || for the light and the glory of life,
And the Gods' doors shut behind me || till the day of the uttermost strife.
And now thou hast taken my soul, thou || wilt cast it into the night,
And cover thine head with the darkness || and cover thine eyes from the light.
Thou would'st go to the empty country || where never a seed is sown,
And never a deed is fashioned || and the place where each is alone;
But I thy thrall shall follow, || I shall come where thou seem'st to lie,
I shall sit on the howe that hides thee, || and thou so dear and nigh!
A few bones white in their war-gear, || that have no help or thought,
Shall be Thiodolf the Mighty, || so nigh, so dear—and nought!
(A splendid construction from older and newer examples. Strongly
stressed, strictly middle-paused, but perfectly regular anapæstic
sixes, with substitution and a hypercatalectic syllable or half foot
at the pause.)
(i) Mr. Swinburne (Hesperia and Evening on the Broads).
The first line of Hesperia is practically a Kingsleyan hexameter (v.
inf.) of the very best kind—
Out | of the gold|en remote | wild west | where the sea | without shore | is;
while the second—
Full of the sunset and sad ¦ if at ¦ all with the fulness of joy,
is a pentameter of similar mould, with the centre gap cunningly filled
in by the two short stitches "if at," capable, as you see below in
Thee I beheld as bird ¦ borne ¦ in with the wind from the west,
of being duly equivalenced with one long stitch, like "borne." Yet
the second line is capable also of being scanned exactly as the
first—anacrusis and five anapæests—but without the final redundance
or hypercatalexis; and in other long lines you will find that the
principle of equivalence is preserved throughout—that two shorts, as in
Ăs ă wind | blows in | from the au|tumn that blows | from the re|gion of stories,
defeat the hexametrical movement, and pull off the mask at the
beginning, though it returns at the end. The metre is really anapæstic
throughout. And in Evening on the Broads the poet has carried this
further still, providing in some cases regular apparent elegiacs:
O|ver the ¦ sha|dowless ¦ wa|ters a¦drift | as a ¦ pin|nace ¦ in per|il,
Hangs | as in ¦ hea|vy sus¦pense || charged | with ir¦re|solute ¦ light.
(j) Mr. Swinburne (Choriambics):
Lōve, whăt | āiled thĕe tŏ lēave | līfe thăt wăs māde | lōvely̆ wĕ thōught | wĭth lōve?—
(k) Mr. Swinburne (other long anapæstic and trochaic measures):
If again | from the night | or the twi|light of a|ges Aris|tophanes | had ari|sen.
. . . . . . .
That the sea | was not love|lier than here | was the land, nor the night | than the day, | nor the day | than the night.
. . . . . . .
Night is | utmost | noon, for|lorn and | strong, with | heart a|thirst and | fasting.
. . . . . . .
Till the dark|ling desire | of delight | shall be far, | as a fawn | that is free | from the fangs | that pursue | her.
(These are respectively seven-foot anapæsts with redundance
(anapæstic tetrameter catalectic); ditto eight-foot (tetrameter
acatalectic); trochaic tetrameter acatalectic; and anapæstic tetrameter
hypercatalectic (eight feet and a half).)
(To illustrate the strict octave and sextet pattern with final rhymes
adjusted on the Italian pattern.)
Dante Rossetti:
Under the arch of Life, where love and death,
Tērrŏr and mys|tĕry̆, gūard | her shrine, I saw
Beauty enthroned; and though her gaze struck awe,
I drew it in as simply as my breath.
Hers are the eyes which, over and beneath
The sky and sea, bend o'er thee—which can draw
By sea, or sky, or woman, to one law
Thĕ ăllōt|ted burden of her palm and wreath.
This is that Lady Beauty, in whose praise
Thy voice and hand shake still—long known to thee
By flying hair and flut|tĕrĭng hēm |—the beat
Fōllŏwĭng | her daily of thy heart and feet.
How pas|sĭonătelȳ | and irretrievably
In what fond flight, how many ways and days!
(a) Earlier (Elizabethan):
All travel|lers do | gladly re|port great | praise of U|lysses,
For that he | knew many | men's man|nĕrs and | saw many | cities.
(Watson, ap. Asch. Schoolmaster, p. 73, ed. Arber.)
But thē | Queene in | meane while | carks quan|dare deepe | anguisht,
Her wound | fed by Ve|nus, with | firebayt | smoldred is | hooked:
Thee wights | doughtye man|hood, leagd | with gen|tilytye | nobil,
His woords | fitlye | placed, with his | heunly | phisnomye | pleasing,
March throgh her | hert mas|tring, all in | her breste deepelye she | printeth.
(Stanyhurst, Æn. iv. 1-5, ed. Arber, p. 94.)
What might I | call this | tree? A | Laurell? | O bonny | Laurell.
Needes to thy | bowes will I | bow this | knee and | vayle my bo|netto.
(Harvey in letter to Spenser, Eliz. Crit. Essays,
ed. Gregory Smith, i. 106.)
See yee the | blindefold|ēd pretie | god, that | feathered | archer
Of lo|vērs mise|ries || which maketh | his bloodie | game.
(Spenser in letter to Harvey, ibid. i. 99.)
(All these tried to accommodate—though sometimes rather
roughly—English pronunciation to such of the rules of Latin quantity,
by "nature" and "position," as could be applied. Some of them even
tried to make general rules for English quantity. But the wiser, from
Ascham to Campion, admitted that dactylic rhythm was difficult, if not
impossible, to keep up in our language.)
(b) Later Georgian and Victorian.
(1) Coleridge (Specimen c. 1799?):
In ¦ the hex|am¦eter | ri¦ses the | foun¦tain's | sil¦very | col¦umn;
In ¦ the pen|ta¦meter | aye || fall¦ing in | mel¦ody | back.
(A very fair attempt, but already showing the natural tendency of the
lines, when poetically rhythmed, to anapæstic—the dotted—scansion.)
(2) Southey (Vision of Judgment):
'Twas at that | sober | hour when the | light of | day is re|ceding
And from sur|rounding | things the | hues wherewith | day has a|dorned them
Fade like the | hopes of | youth, till the | beauty of | each has de|parted.
(Anapæstic run avoided with some skill, save now and then; but at the
cost of weak beginnings, frequent, and admitted, substitution of
trochaic for spondaic effect, and, above all, as in line 1, an ugly
rocking-horse division into three batches of two feet each instead of
the proper 2-1/2 + 3-1/2 or 3-1/2 + 2-1/2.)
(3) Longfellow (Evangeline):
Long with|in had been | spread the | snow-white | cloth on the | table;
There stood the | wheaten | loaf, and the | honey | fragrant with | wild flowers;
There stood the | tankard of | ale and the | cheese fresh | brought | from the | dairy;
And at the | head of the | board the | great arm-|chair of the | farmer.
Thus did Ev|angeline | wait at her | father's | door as the | sunset
Threw the long | shadows of | trees o'er the | broad am|brosial | meadows.
Ah! on her | spirit with|in a | deeper | shadow had | fallen.
(A popular, tunable sort of rhythm, obtained by a very large proportion
of dactyls—often really giving (and always when really good) the
anapæstic effect,—unhesitating adoption of trochees and even pyrrhics
for spondees, and not seldom the Southeyan split at feet 2 and 4. An
essentially rickety measure.)
(4) Clough—earlier (in the Bothie of Tober-na-Vuolich—Evangeline
type, but with more spondees and spondaic endings):
I was quite | right last | night, it | is too sōon, tōo | sudden.
(5) Later he attempted English "quantitative" things of this kind:
Tō thĕ păl|āte grāte|ful; more | luscious | were not in | Eden;
and
Unto the | sweet flut|ing, girls, of a swarthy shĕphērd.
This deliberate neglect of pronunciation ("pălāte" for "pālăte,"
"shĕphērd" for "shēphĕrd") has, in the last half-century or so,
developed itself into a still more deliberate crusade against
pronunciation; it being supposed that a conflict of accent and quantity
has something attractive about it. Thus the late Mr. Stone wrote as a
hexameter:
Is my | weary tră|vāil[47] end|ēd? Much | further is | īn store.
(6) On the other hand, Kingsley's Andromeda—the best poem of
some length intended for English hexameters—is clearly, though not
consciously, anapæstic, as thus:
O|ver the moun|tain aloft | ran a rush | and a roll | and a roar|ing
Down|ward the breeze | came malig|nant and leapt | with a howl | to the wa|ter,
Roar|ing in cran|ny and crag | till the pil|lars and clefts | of the ba|salt
Rang | like a god-|swept lyre.
And Mr. Swinburne did the same thing (see above) consciously.
(a) Sapphics (Watts):
When the | fierce North-|wind with his | airy | forces
Bears up | the Bal|tic to a | foaming | fury,
And the | red light|ning with a | storm of | hail comes
Rushing a|main down.
This illustrates—as do the pieces which it, beyond all doubt,
patterned, though in succession rather than directly (Cowper's "Hatred
and Vengeance," Southey's "Cold was the Night Wind," and Canning's
triumphant parody of this latter, the "Needy Knifegrinder")—the
unyokeableness of classical metres—when not merely iambic, trochaic,
or anapæstic—to English rhythm. The proper run of the Sapphic line is—
| tumti-tumtum-tumtity-tumti-tum | { | -ti | ; |
| -tum |
but this constantly in English, though not so much in the first line as
elsewhere, changes itself into
| tumtity-tum | { | -tum | || tumtiti-titumty. |
| -ti |
Mr. Swinburne has got it right, but only as a tour de force, and, as
in line 2, not always quite certainly.
Saw the | white im|placable | Aphro|dite,
Saw the | hair un|bound and the | feet un|sandalled
Shine as | fire of | sunset on | western |waters,
Saw the re|luctant.
But Southey and Canning always suggest the wrong:
Shē hăd nŏ ¦ hōme, thē̆ ¦ wōrld wăs ăll ¦ bĕfōre hĕr,
and
Stōry̆, sĭr? ¦ Blēss yŏu! ¦ Ī hăve nŏne ¦ tŏ tēll yŏu;
(b) Alcaics (Tennyson):
O migh|ty-mouthed | in|ventor of | harmonies,
O skilled | to sing | of | Time or E|ternity,
God-gift|ed or|gan-voice | of Eng|land,
Milton, a | name to re|sound for | ages.
(Correct, but not natural.)
(c) Hendecasyllabics (Coleridge):
Hear, my be|loved, an | old Mi|lesian | story!—
High, and em|bosom'd in | congre|gated | laurels,
Glimmer'd a temple upon a breezy headland;
In the dim distance, amid the skiey billows,
Rose a fair island; the god of flocks had blest it.
(These very pretty lines exhibit a most curious instance of the
unconscious force of the prosodic genius of a language. Coleridge was a
good classical scholar, and quite enough of a mathematician to know the
difference between 11 and 12. Yet every one of these hendecasyllabics
will be found to be a dodecasyllabic; the poet having substituted
(as in English prosody is quite allowable) an initial dactyl for the
dissyllabic foot of the original metre. Once more this shows the
English impatience of classical form.)
(d) Hendecasyllabics (Tennyson):
O you chorus of indolent reviewers,
Irresponsible, indolent reviewers,
Look, I come to the test, a tiny poem
All composed in a metre of Catullus.
.. .. .. .
Hard, hard, hard is it, only not to tumble,
So fantastical is the dainty metre.
A triumph, but a criticism as well, as its own ending shows:
As some rare little rose, a piece of inmost
Horticultural art—
or "versicultural" rather.
(e) Galliambics.
These have been tried splendidly by Tennyson in Boadicea,
interestingly by Mr. George Meredith in Phaethon, unsuccessfully by
the late Mr. Grant Allen in his version of the Atys of Catullus. But
the metre is not quite plain sailing even in Greek and Latin, and it is
therefore better to leave it alone here and return to it in Glossary.
(a) Triolet:
Rose kissed | me to-day.
Will she kiss | me to-mor|row?
Let it be | as it may,
Rose kissed | me to-day.
But the plea|sure gives way
To a sa|vour of sor|row;—
Rose kissed | me to-day,—
Will she | kiss me to-morrow?
(b) Rondeau:
With pipe and flute the rustic Pan
Of old made music sweet for man;
And wonder hushed the warbling bird,
And closer drew the calm-eyed herd,—
The rolling river slowlier ran.
Ah! would,—ah! would, a little span,
Some air of Arcady could fan
This age of ours, too seldom stirred
With pipe and flute!
But now for gold we plot and plan;
And from Beersheba unto Dan,
Apollo's self might pass unheard,
Or find the night-jar's note preferred;—
Not so it fared, when time began,
With pipe and flute!
(The number of lines in a rondeau is not immutable, nor is it in a
rondel, where the principle is the return of whole lines as in the
triolet, but, since the poem is longer, giving room for more not
repeated matter.)
(c) Ballade:
Ship, to the roadstead rolled,
What dost thou?—O, once more
Regain the port. Behold!
Thy sides are bare of oar,
Thy tall mast wounded sore
Of Africus, and see,
What shall thy spars restore?—
Tempt not the tyrant sea!
What cable now will hold
When all drag out from shore?
What god canst thou, too bold,
In time of need implore?
Look! for thy sails flap o'er,
Thy stiff shrouds part and flee,
Fast—fast thy seams outpour,—
Tempt not the tyrant sea!
What though thy ribs of old
The pines of Pontus bore!
Not now to stern of gold
Men trust, or painted prore!
Thou, or thou count'st it store
A toy of winds to be,
Shun thou the Cyclads' roar,—
Tempt not the tyrant sea!
ENVOY.
Ship of the State, before
A care, and now to me
A hope in my heart's core,—
Tempt not the tyrant sea!
(All these examples are Mr. Austin Dobson's, and inserted here by his
kind permission. It will be observed that the lines follow general
English prosodic rules. It is only the stanza that is borrowed.)
(a) M. Arnold (The Strayed Reveller. Words printed exactly as
original, except the added "and"; the also added brackets show the
unconscious decasyllabism):
[Ever new magic!
Hast thou then lured hither,]
[Wonderful Goddess, by thy art,
The young], [languid-eyed Ampelus,
Iacchus' darling—]
. . . . . . .
[They see the Indian
Drifting, knife in hand,]
[His frail boat moor'd to
A floating isle thick-matted]
[With large-leaved [and] low-creeping melon-leaves,]
[x]And the dark cucumber.
[He reaps, and stows them,
Drifting—drifting;—round him,
[Round his green harvest-plot,
Flow the cool lake-waves,]
[y]The mountains ring them.
(Here the first piece is three pure decasyllables, with redundance,
cut into five. The second requires only the addition of the italicised
"and" to make it a complete blank-verse passage with two shortened
lines or half-lines, x and y, of the kind common in Shakespeare.
The poem is crammed with shorter stanza-pieces of the same kind.)
(b) Mr. Henley ("Speed." Printed as original and as prose):
Roads where the stalwart
Soldier of Cæsar
Put by his bread
And his garlic, and girding
[His conquering sword
To his unconquered thigh,]
Lay down in his armour,
And went to his Gods
By the way that he'd made.
Roads where the stalwart soldier of Cæsar put by his
bread and his garlic, and girding [his conquering sword
to his unconquered thigh,] lay down in his armour, and
went to his Gods by the way he had made.
(The decasyllable is not quite avoided even here, as in the bracketed
phrase. But the main point is that the thing reads perfectly well as
prose, with no obvious suggestion of metre at all.)
Some measures of recent poets have been objected, or at least proposed,
as offering difficulties in respect of the system of this book. It has
therefore seemed well to scan them here.
(a) Frederic Myers (St. Paul):
Yēs, wī̆th|out ¦ cheer | of ¦ sis|ter ¦ or | of ¦ daugh|ter—
Yēs, wī̆th|out ¦ stay | of ¦ fa|ther ¦ or | of ¦ son—
Lōne ō̆n | the land | and home|less on | the water
Pāss Ī̆ | in pa|tience till | the work | be done.
(There is nothing very peculiar or at all original in this, though it
was probably now first used continuously for a poem of some length.
It is only decasyllabic quatrain with uniform redundance in the first
and third lines, and a strong inclination to trochaic opening, which
in its turn suggests a primary dactyl and trochees to follow, as an
alternative (see dotted scansion). Examples of it anterior to Myers
may be found—commented on in the larger History (vol. iii. 481)—in
Zophiel, very likely known to Myers, as he was much connected by
family friendship with the Lake School; in the famous poem
From the lone sheiling on the misty island,
the authorship of which has been so much contested; and in Emily
Bronte's Remembrance (see again vol. iii. of Hist. Pros. p. 378),
of which he cannot possibly have been ignorant.[48] His own share in
the matter would seem to have been limited to the persevering adoption
of it in an unvaried form. Whether this be an advantage or not is a
question of taste: the prosodic description of the metre is clear and
in no way recondite.)
(b) Ernest Dowson (Cynara) [Non sum qualis eram, etc.]:
Last night, | ah! yes|ter night | betwixt | her lips | and mine
There fell | thy sha|dow, Cy|nara! | thy breath | was shed
Upon | my soul | between | the kiss|es and | the wine,
And I | was de|solate, | and sick | of an | old passion;
Yea, I | was de|solate | and bowed | my head.
I have | been faith|ful to | thee, Cy|nara, in my fashion.
(Sextet of Alexandrines with decasyllable (or brachycatalexis) in the
5th line, and with hypercatalexis, redundance, or double rhyme in the
4th and 6th. An original collocation, so far as I know, but nothing
new or strange in principle. The actual poem is a rather beautiful
one; but how much is contributed to the beauty by the special metre is
another question. At any rate, once more, it has no difficulties for
foot-scansion.)
(c) The universally known passage in Macbeth—
To-morrow and to-morrow and to-morrow,
with the following lines, has also been proposed as a crux. But this
must have been a not very brilliant joke; and it would be an insult to
the student to scan the passage. It is one of the finest specimens
of Shakespearian equivalence and "fingered" blank verse, but offers
no more difficulties, on the system of this book, than any couplet
of Pope or any verse of the "Old Hundredth." On the other hand, many
passages of Shakespeare may not illegitimately puzzle the student if
he does not realise that, although (it is believed) every line which
is not corrupt can be scanned on our system, every line is by no means
an exact five-foot. In accordance with the best English practice,
older and newer, Shakespeare does not scruple to extend his lines
to Alexandrines, and even to fourteeners, while the exigencies of
drama entitle him to use lines of less than five full feet. But all
these—the fragments as well as the extended lines—obey the general
law of iambic arrangement with substitution in individual feet. Thus
in Lady Macbeth's invocation of the Spirits of Evil (I. v. 49)—
And take | my milk | for gall, | you mur|dering min|isters,
is a regular Alexandrine. Her husband's hallucination—
I see thee yet, in form as palpable
As this | which now | I draw,
stops in the second line at the third foot. Different lines of the
ghost's great speech in Hamlet (I. v. 42-91) show the Alexandrine—
O, hor|rible! | O, hor|rible! | most hor|rible!
and a fragment of two feet and a half—
If studied in this way, even the scenes where short speeches of the
conversational kind form the staple will be found to piece themselves
together perfectly well in continuous scansion.