The Scansion of Christina Rossetti's “Goblin Market” (original) (raw)
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“Goblin Market”
Feet
Cluster
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Morning and evening
Trochee-iamb-iamb (catalectic)
11
2
Maids heard the goblins cry:
Iamb-iamb-iamb
4
3
“Come buy our orchard fruits,
Trochee-trochee-trochee
9
4
Come buy, come buy:
Trochee-trochee
7
5
Apples and quinces,
Trochee-iamb-iamb (catalectic)
11
6
Lemons and oranges,
Trochee-iamb-iamb
27
7
Plump unpeck’d cherries,
Iamb (catalectic)-trochee-trochee
25
8
Melons and raspberries,
Trochee-iamb-iamb (catalectic)
11
9
Bloom-down-cheek’d peaches,
Iamb (catalectic)-iamb-trochee
36
10
Swart-headed mulberries,
Spondee-iamb-trochee
23
11
Wild free-born cranberries,
Spondee-iamb-trochee
23
12
Crab-apples, dewberries,
Spondee-iamb-trochee
23
13
Pine-apples, blackberries,
Spondee-iamb-trochee
23
14
Apricots, strawberries;—
Trochee-iamb-trochee
30
15
All ripe together
Iamb-iamb-iamb (catalectic)
13
16
In summer weather,—
Iamb-iamb-iamb (catalectic)
13
17
Morns that pass by,
Trochee-trochee
7
18
Fair eves that fly;
Trochee-trochee
7
19
Come buy, come buy:
Trochee-trochee
7
20
Our grapes fresh from the vine,
Iamb-iamb-iamb
4
21
Pomegranates full and fine,
Iamb (catalectic)-iamb-iamb-iamb
10
22
Dates and sharp bullaces,
Trochee-trochee-trochee
9
23
Rare pears and greengages,
Trochee-iamb-trochee
30
24
Damsons and bilberries,
Trochee-iamb-trochee
30
25
Taste them and try:
Trochee-iamb
6
26
Currants and gooseberries,
Trochee-iamb-trochee
30
27
Bright-fire-like barberries,
Spondee-iamb-trochee
23
28
Figs to fill your mouth,
Iamb (catalectic)-iamb-iamb
39
29
Citrons from the South,
Iamb (catalectic)-iamb-iamb
39
30
Sweet to tongue and sound to eye;
Iamb (catalectic)-iamb-iamb-iamb
10
31
Come buy, come buy.”
Trochee-trochee
7
32
Evening by evening
Iamb (catalectic)-iamb-iamb-iamb
10
33
Among the brookside rushes,
Iamb-iamb-iamb-iamb (catalectic)
12
34
Laura bow’d her head to hear,
Iamb (catalectic)-iamb-iamb-iamb
10
35
Lizzie veil’d her blushes:
Trochee-trochee-trochee
9
36
Crouching close together
Trochee-trochee-trochee
9
37
In the cooling weather,
Trochee-trochee-trochee
9
38
With clasping arms and cautioning lips,
Iamb-iamb-iamb-iamb
3
39
With tingling cheeks and finger tips.
Iamb-iamb-iamb-iamb
3
40
“Lie close,” Laura said,
Iamb (catalectic)-iamb-iamb
39
41
Pricking up her golden head:
Iamb (catalectic)-iamb-iamb-iamb
10
42
“We must not look at goblin men,
Iamb-iamb-iamb-iamb
3
43
We must not buy their fruits:
Iamb-iamb-iamb
4
44
Who knows upon what soil they fed
Iamb-iamb-iamb-iamb
3
45
Their hungry thirsty roots?”
Iamb-iamb-iamb
4
46
“Come buy,” call the goblins
Trochee-trochee-trochee
9
47
Hobbling down the glen.
Iamb (catalectic)-iamb-iamb
39
48
“Oh,” cried Lizzie, “Laura, Laura,
Trochee-trochee-trochee-trochee
8
49
You should not peep at goblin men.”
Iamb-iamb-iamb-iamb
3
50
Lizzie cover’d up her eyes,
Iamb (catalectic)-iamb-iamb-iamb
10
51
Cover’d close lest they should look;
Iamb (catalectic)-iamb-iamb-iamb
10
52
Laura rear’d her glossy head,
Iamb (catalectic)-iamb-iamb-iamb
10
53
And whisper’d like the restless brook:
Iamb-iamb-iamb-iamb
3
54
“Look, Lizzie, look, Lizzie,
Trochee (catalectic)-trochee-trochee (catalectic)-trochee
26
55
Down the glen tramp little men.
Iamb (catalectic)-iamb-iamb-iamb
10
56
One hauls a basket,
Trochee-iamb-iamb (catalectic)
11
57
One bears a plate,
Iamb-iamb
1
58
One lugs a golden dish
Iamb-iamb-iamb
4
59
Of many pounds weight.
Iamb-iamb-trochee (catalectic)
17
60
How fair the vine must grow
Iamb-iamb-iamb
4
61
Whose grapes are so luscious;
Iamb-iamb-trochee
20
62
How warm the wind must blow
Iamb-iamb-iamb-iamb
3
63
Through those fruit bushes.”
Trochee-spondee
32
64
“No,” said Lizzie, “No, no, no;
Iamb (catalectic)-iamb-iamb-spondee
38
65
Their offers should not charm us,
Iamb-iamb-iamb-iamb (catalectic)
12
66
Their evil gifts would harm us.”
Iamb-iamb-iamb-iamb (catalectic)
12
67
She thrust a dimpled finger
Iamb-iamb-iamb-iamb (catalectic)
12
68
In each ear, shut eyes and ran:
Iamb (catalectic)-iamb-iamb-iamb
10
69
Curious Laura chose to linger
Trochee-trochee-trochee-trochee
8
70
Wondering at each merchant man.
Iamb (catalectic)-iamb-iamb-iamb
10
71
One had a cat’s face,
Trochee-iamb-iamb (catalectic)
11
72
One whisk’d a tail,
Iamb-iamb
1
73
One tramp’d at a rat’s pace,
Trochee-trochee-trochee
9
74
One crawl’d like a snail,
Trochee-trochee-trochee (catalectic)
18
75
One like a wombat prowl’d obtuse and furry,
Iamb-iamb-iamb-iamb-iamb (hypersyllable)
15
76
One like a ratel tumbled hurry skurry.
Iamb-iamb-iamb-iamb-iamb (hypersyllable)
15
77
She heard a voice like voice of doves
Iamb-iamb-iamb-iamb
3
78
Cooing all together:
Trochee-trochee-trochee
9
79
They sounded kind and full of loves
Iamb-iamb-iamb-iamb
3
80
In the pleasant weather.
Trochee-trochee-trochee
9
81
Laura stretch’d her gleaming neck
Iamb (catalectic)-iamb-iamb-iamb
10
82
Like a rush-imbedded swan,
Iamb (catalectic)-iamb-iamb-iamb
10
83
Like a lily from the beck,
Iamb (catalectic)-iamb-iamb-iamb
10
84
Like a moonlit poplar branch,
Iamb (catalectic)-iamb-iamb-iamb
10
85
Like a vessel at the launch
Iamb (catalectic)-iamb-iamb-iamb
10
86
When its last restraint is gone.
Iamb (catalectic)-iamb-iamb-iamb
10
87
Backwards up the mossy glen
Iamb (catalectic)-iamb-iamb-iamb
10
88
Turn’d and troop’d the goblin men,
Iamb (catalectic)-iamb-iamb-iamb
10
89
With their shrill repeated cry,
Iamb (catalectic)-iamb-iamb-iamb
10
90
“Come buy, come buy.”
Trochee-trochee
7
91
When they reach’d where Laura was
Iamb (catalectic)-iamb-iamb-iamb
10
92
They stood stock still upon the moss,
Trochee-trochee-trochee-trochee
8
93
Leering at each other,
Trochee-trochee-trochee
9
94
Brother with queer brother;
Trochee-trochee-trochee
9
95
Signalling each other,
Trochee-trochee-trochee
9
96
Brother with sly brother.
Trochee-trochee-trochee
9
97
One set his basket down,
Iamb-iamb-iamb
4
98
One rear’d his plate;
Iamb-iamb
1
99
One began to weave a crown
Iamb (catalectic)-iamb-iamb-iamb
10
100
Of tendrils, leaves, and rough nuts brown
Iamb-iamb-iamb-iamb
3
101
(Men sell not such in any town);
Iamb-iamb-iamb-iamb
3
102
One heav’d the golden weight
Iamb-iamb-iamb
4
103
Of dish and fruit to offer her:
Iamb-iamb-iamb-iamb
3
104
“Come buy, come buy,” was still their cry.
Iamb-iamb-iamb-iamb
3
105
Laura stared but did not stir,
Iamb (catalectic)-iamb-iamb-iamb
10
106
Long’d but had no money:
Trochee-trochee-trochee
9
107
The whisk-tail’d merchant bade her taste
Iamb-iamb-iamb-iamb
3
108
In tones as smooth as honey,
Iamb-iamb-iamb-iamb (catalectic)
12
109
The cat-faced purr’d,
Iamb-iamb
1
110
The rat-faced spoke a word
Iamb-iamb-iamb
4
111
Of welcome, and the snail-paced even was heard;
Iamb-iamb-iamb-iamb-iamb
2
112
One parrot-voiced and jolly
Iamb-iamb-iamb-iamb (catalectic)
12
113
Cried “Pretty Goblin” still for “Pretty Polly;”—
Iamb-iamb-iamb-iamb-iamb (hypersyllable)
15
114
One whistled like a bird.
Iamb-iamb-iamb
4
115
But sweet-tooth Laura spoke in haste:
Iamb-iamb-iamb-iamb
3
116
“Good folk, I have no coin;
Iamb-iamb-iamb
4
117
To take were to purloin:
Iamb-iamb-iamb
4
118
I have no copper in my purse,
Iamb-iamb-iamb-iamb
3
119
I have no silver either,
Iamb-iamb-iamb-iamb (catalectic)
12
120
And all my gold is on the furze
Iamb-iamb-iamb-iamb
3
121
That shakes in windy weather
Iamb-iamb-iamb-iamb (catalectic)
12
122
Above the rusty heather.”
Iamb-iamb-iamb-iamb (catalectic)
12
123
“You have much gold upon your head,”
Iamb-iamb-iamb-iamb
3
124
They answer’d all together:
Iamb-iamb-iamb-iamb (catalectic)
12
125
“Buy from us with a golden curl.”
Trochee-trochee-iamb-iamb
37
126
She clipp’d a precious golden lock,
Iamb-iamb-iamb-iamb
3
127
She dropp’d a tear more rare than pearl,
Iamb-iamb-iamb-iamb
3
128
Then suck’d their fruit globes fair or red:
Iamb-iamb-iamb-iamb
3
129
Sweeter than honey from the rock,
Trochee-iamb-iamb-iamb
28
130
Stronger than man-rejoicing wine,
Trochee-iamb-iamb-iamb
28
131
Clearer than water flow’d that juice;
Trochee-iamb-iamb-iamb
28
132
She never tasted such before,
Iamb-iamb-iamb-iamb
3
133
How should it cloy with length of use?
Iamb-iamb-iamb-iamb
3
134
She suck’d and suck’d and suck’d the more
Iamb-iamb-iamb-iamb
3
135
Fruits which that unknown orchard bore;
Trochee-iamb-iamb-iamb
28
136
She suck’d until her lips were sore;
Iamb-iamb-iamb-iamb
3
137
Then flung the emptied rinds away
Iamb-iamb-iamb-iamb
3
138
But gather’d up one kernel stone,
Iamb-iamb-iamb-iamb
3
139
And knew not was it night or day
Iamb-iamb-iamb-iamb
3
140
As she turn’d home alone.
Iamb-iamb-iamb
4
141
Lizzie met her at the gate
Iamb (catalectic)-iamb-iamb-iamb
10
142
Full of wise upbraidings:
Trochee-trochee-trochee
9
143
“Dear, you should not stay so late,
Iamb (catalectic)-iamb-iamb-iamb
10
144
Twilight is not good for maidens;
Trochee-trochee-trochee-trochee
8
145
Should not loiter in the glen
Iamb (catalectic)-iamb-iamb-iamb
10
146
In the haunts of goblin men.
Iamb (catalectic)-iamb-iamb-iamb
10
147
Do you not remember Jeanie,
Trochee-trochee-trochee-trochee
8
148
How she met them in the moonlight,
Trochee-trochee-trochee-trochee
8
149
Took their gifts both choice and many,
Trochee-trochee-trochee-trochee
8
150
Ate their fruits and wore their flowers
Trochee-trochee-trochee-trochee
8
151
Pluck’d from bowers
Trochee-trochee
7
152
Where summer ripens at all hours?
Trochee-trochee-trochee-trochee
8
153
But ever in the noonlight
Iamb-iamb-iamb-iamb (catalectic)
12
154
She pined and pined away;
Iamb-iamb-iamb
4
155
Sought them by night and day,
Iamb-iamb-iamb
4
156
Found them no more, but dwindled and grew grey;
Iamb-iamb-iamb-iamb-iamb
2
157
Then fell with the first snow,
Iamb-iamb-iamb
4
158
While to this day no grass will grow
Iamb-iamb-iamb-iamb
3
159
Where she lies low:
Iamb-iamb
1
160
I planted daisies there a year ago
Iamb-iamb-iamb-iamb-iamb
2
161
That never blow.
Iamb-iamb
1
162
You should not loiter so.”
Iamb-iamb-iamb
4
163
“Nay, hush,” said Laura:
Iamb-iamb-iamb (catalectic)
13
164
“Nay, hush, my sister:
Iamb-iamb-iamb (catalectic)
13
165
I ate and ate my fill,
Iamb-iamb-iamb
4
166
Yet my mouth waters still;
Iamb-iamb-iamb
4
167
To-morrow night I will
Iamb-iamb-iamb
4
168
Buy more;” and kiss’d her:
Trochee-iamb-iamb (catalectic)
11
169
“Have done with sorrow;
Iamb-iamb-iamb (catalectic)
13
170
I’ll bring you plums to-morrow
Iamb-iamb-iamb-iamb (catalectic)
12
171
Fresh on their mother twigs,
Iamb-iamb-iamb
4
172
Cherries worth getting;
Trochee-iamb-iamb (catalectic)
11
173
You cannot think what figs
Iamb-iamb-iamb
4
174
My teeth have met in,
Iamb-iamb-iamb (catalectic)
13
175
What melons icy-cold
Iamb-iamb-iamb
4
176
Piled on a dish of gold
Iamb (catalectic)-iamb-iamb-iamb
10
177
Too huge for me to hold,
Iamb-iamb-iamb
4
178
What peaches with a velvet nap,
Iamb-iamb-iamb-iamb
3
179
Pellucid grapes without one seed:
Iamb-iamb-iamb-iamb
3
180
Odorous indeed must be the mead
Iamb (catalectic)-iamb-iamb-iamb
10
181
Whereon they grow, and pure the wave they drink
Iamb-iamb-iamb-iamb-iamb
2
182
With lilies at the brink,
Iamb-iamb-iamb
4
183
And sugar-sweet their sap.”
Iamb-iamb-iamb
4
184
Golden head by golden head,
Iamb (catalectic)-iamb-iamb-iamb
10
185
Like two pigeons in one nest
Iamb (catalectic)-iamb-iamb-iamb
10
186
Folded in each other’s wings,
Iamb (catalectic)-iamb-iamb-iamb
10
187
They lay down in their curtain’d bed:
Iamb-iamb-iamb-iamb
3
188
Like two blossoms on one stem,
Iamb (catalectic)-iamb-iamb-iamb
10
189
Like two flakes of new-fall’n snow,
Iamb (catalectic)-iamb-iamb-iamb
10
190
Like two wands of ivory
Iamb (catalectic)-iamb-iamb-iamb
10
191
Tipp’d with gold for awful kings.
Iamb (catalectic)-iamb-iamb-iamb
10
192
Moon and stars gaz’d in at them,
Iamb (catalectic)-iamb-iamb-iamb
10
193
Wind sang to them lullaby,
Iamb (catalectic)-iamb-iamb-iamb
10
194
Lumbering owls forbore to fly,
Trochee-trochee-trochee-trochee
8
195
Not a bat flapp’d to and fro
Iamb (catalectic)-iamb-iamb-iamb
10
196
Round their rest:
Trochee-trochee (catalectic)
34
197
Cheek to cheek and breast to breast
Iamb (catalectic)-iamb-iamb-iamb
10
198
Lock’d together in one nest.
Iamb (catalectic)-iamb-iamb-iamb
10
199
Early in the morning
Trochee-trochee-trochee
9
200
When the first cock crow’d his warning,
Trochee-trochee-trochee-trochee
8
201
Neat like bees, as sweet and busy,
Trochee-trochee-trochee-trochee
8
202
Laura rose with Lizzie:
Trochee-trochee-trochee
9
203
Fetch’d in honey, milk’d the cows,
Iamb (catalectic)-iamb-iamb-iamb
10
204
Air’d and set to rights the house,
Iamb (catalectic)-iamb-iamb-iamb
10
205
Kneaded cakes of whitest wheat,
Iamb (catalectic)-iamb-iamb-iamb
10
206
Cakes for dainty mouths to eat,
Iamb (catalectic)-iamb-iamb-iamb
10
207
Next churn’d butter, whipp’d up cream,
Iamb (catalectic)-iamb-iamb-iamb
10
208
Fed their poultry, sat and sew’d;
Iamb (catalectic)-iamb-iamb-iamb
10
209
Talk’d as modest maidens should:
Iamb (catalectic)-iamb-iamb-iamb
10
210
Lizzie with an open heart,
Iamb (catalectic)-iamb-iamb-iamb
10
211
Laura in an absent dream,
Iamb (catalectic)-iamb-iamb-iamb
10
212
One content, one sick in part;
Iamb (catalectic)-iamb-iamb-iamb
10
213
One warbling for the mere bright day’s delight,
Iamb-iamb-iamb-iamb-iamb
2
214
One longing for the night.
Iamb-iamb-iamb
4
215
At length slow evening came:
Iamb-iamb-iamb
4
216
They went with pitchers to the reedy brook;
Iamb-iamb-iamb-iamb-iamb
2
217
Lizzie most placid in her look,
Trochee-iamb-iamb-iamb
28
218
Laura most like a leaping flame.
Trochee-iamb-iamb-iamb
28
219
They drew the gurgling water from its deep;
Iamb-iamb-iamb-iamb-iamb
2
220
Lizzie pluck’d purple and rich golden flags,
Trochee-iamb-iamb-iamb-iamb
29
221
Then turning homeward said: “The sunset flushes
Iamb-iamb-iamb-iamb-iamb
2
222
Those furthest loftiest crags;
Iamb-iamb-iamb
4
223
Come, Laura, not another maiden lags.
Iamb-iamb-iamb-iamb-iamb
2
224
No wilful squirrel wags,
Iamb-iamb-iamb
4
225
The beasts and birds are fast asleep.”
Iamb-iamb-iamb-iamb
3
226
But Laura loiter’d still among the rushes
Iamb-iamb-iamb-iamb-iamb
2
227
And said the bank was steep.
Iamb-iamb-iamb
4
228
And said the hour was early still
Iamb-iamb-iamb-iamb
3
229
The dew not fall’n, the wind not chill;
Iamb-iamb-iamb-iamb
3
230
Listening ever, but not catching
Trochee-trochee-trochee-trochee
8
231
The customary cry,
Iamb-iamb-iamb
4
232
“Come buy, come buy,”
Trochee-trochee
7
233
With its iterated jingle
Trochee-trochee-trochee-trochee
8
234
Of sugar-baited words:
Trochee-trochee-trochee
9
235
Not for all her watching
Trochee-trochee-trochee
9
236
Once discerning even one goblin
Trochee-trochee-trochee-trochee
8
237
Racing, whisking, tumbling, hobbling;
Trochee-trochee-trochee-trochee
8
238
Let alone the herds
Trochee-trochee-trochee
9
239
That used to tramp along the glen,
Iamb-iamb-iamb-iamb
3
240
In groups or single,
Iamb-iamb-iamb (catalectic)
13
241
Of brisk fruit-merchant men.
Iamb-iamb-iamb (catalectic)
13
242
Till Lizzie urged, “O Laura, come;
Iamb-iamb-iamb-iamb
3
243
I hear the fruit-call but I dare not look:
Iamb-iamb-iamb-iamb-iamb
2
244
You should not loiter longer at this brook:
Iamb-iamb-iamb-iamb-iamb
2
245
Come with me home.
Iamb-iamb
1
246
The stars rise, the moon bends her arc,
Iamb-trochee-iamb-iamb
19
247
Each glowworm winks her spark,
Iamb-iamb-iamb
4
248
Let us get home before the night grows dark:
Iamb-iamb-iamb-iamb-iamb
2
249
For clouds may gather
Iamb-iamb-iamb (catalectic)
13
250
Though this is summer weather,
Iamb-iamb-iamb-iamb (catalectic)
12
251
Put out the lights and drench us through;
Iamb-iamb-iamb-iamb
3
252
Then if we lost our way what should we do?”
Iamb-iamb-iamb-iamb-iamb
2
253
Laura turn’d cold as stone
Trochee-iamb-iamb
27
254
To find her sister heard that cry alone,
Iamb-iamb-iamb-iamb-iamb
2
255
That goblin cry,
Iamb-iamb
1
256
“Come buy our fruits, come buy.”
Iamb-iamb-iamb
4
257
Must she then buy no more such dainty fruit?
Iamb-iamb-iamb-iamb-iamb
2
258
Must she no more such succous pasture find,
Iamb-iamb-iamb-iamb-iamb
2
259
Gone deaf and blind?
Iamb-iamb
1
260
Her tree of life droop’d from the root:
Iamb-iamb-iamb-iamb
3
261
She said not one word in her heart’s sore ache;
Iamb-iamb-iamb-iamb
3
262
But peering thro’ the dimness, nought discerning,
Iamb-iamb-iamb-iamb-iamb (hypersyllable)
15
263
Trudg’d home, her pitcher dripping all the way;
Iamb-iamb-iamb-iamb-iamb
2
264
So crept to bed, and lay
Iamb-iamb-iamb
4
265
Silent till Lizzie slept;
Trochee-iamb-iamb
27
266
Then sat up in a passionate yearning,
Iamb-iamb-iamb-iamb (hypersyllable)
16
267
And gnash’d her teeth for baulk’d desire, and wept
Iamb-iamb-iamb-iamb-iamb
2
268
As if her heart would break.
Iamb-iamb-iamb
4
269
Day after day, night after night,
Trochee-iamb-trochee-iamb
31
270
Laura kept watch in vain
Trochee-trochee-trochee
9
271
In sullen silence of exceeding pain.
Iamb-iamb-iamb-iamb-iamb
2
272
She never caught again the goblin cry:
Iamb-iamb-iamb-iamb-iamb
2
273
“Come buy, come buy;”—
Trochee-trochee
7
274
She never spied the goblin men
Iamb-iamb-iamb-iamb
3
275
Hawking their fruits along the glen:
Trochee-trochee-trochee-trochee
8
276
But when the noon wax’d bright
Iamb-iamb-iamb
4
277
Her hair grew thin and grey;
Iamb-iamb-iamb
4
278
She dwindled, as the fair full moon doth turn
Iamb-iamb-iamb-iamb-iamb
2
279
To swift decay and burn
Iamb-iamb-iamb
4
280
Her fire away.
Iamb-iamb
1
281
One day remembering her kernel-stone
Iamb-iamb-iamb-iamb-iamb
2
282
She set it by a wall that faced the south;
Iamb-iamb-iamb-iamb-iamb
2
283
Dew’d it with tears, hoped for a root,
Trochee-iamb-trochee-iamb
31
284
Watch’d for a waxing shoot,
Trochee-iamb-iamb
27
285
But there came none;
Iamb-iamb
1
286
It never saw the sun,
Iamb-iamb-iamb
4
287
It never felt the trickling moisture run:
Iamb-iamb-iamb-iamb-iamb
2
288
While with sunk eyes and faded mouth
Iamb-iamb-iamb-iamb
3
289
She dream’d of melons, as a traveller sees
Iamb-iamb-iamb-iamb-iamb
2
290
False waves in desert drouth
Trochee-iamb-iamb
27
291
With shade of leaf-crown’d trees,
Iamb-iamb-iamb
4
292
And burns the thirstier in the sandful breeze.
Iamb-iamb-iamb-iamb-iamb
2
293
She no more swept the house,
Iamb-iamb-iamb
4
294
Tended the fowls or cows,
Trochee-iamb-iamb
27
295
Fetch’d honey, kneaded cakes of wheat,
Iamb-iamb-iamb-iamb
3
296
Brought water from the brook:
Iamb-iamb-iamb
4
297
But sat down listless in the chimney-nook
Iamb-iamb-iamb-iamb-iamb
2
298
And would not eat.
Iamb-iamb
1
299
Tender Lizzie could not bear
Iamb (catalectic)-iamb-iamb-iamb
10
300
To watch her sister’s cankerous care
Iamb-iamb-iamb-iamb
3
301
Yet not to share.
Iamb-iamb
1
302
She night and morning
Iamb-iamb-iamb (catalectic)
13
303
Caught the goblins’ cry:
Iamb (catalectic)-iamb-iamb
39
304
“Come buy our orchard fruits,
Iamb-iamb-iamb
4
305
Come buy, come buy;”—
Trochee-trochee
7
306
Beside the brook, along the glen,
Trochee-trochee-trochee-trochee
8
307
She heard the tramp of goblin men,
Iamb-iamb-iamb-iamb
3
308
The yoke and stir
Iamb-iamb
1
309
Poor Laura could not hear;
Iamb-iamb-iamb
4
310
Long’d to buy fruit to comfort her,
Trochee-trochee-trochee-trochee
8
311
But fear’d to pay too dear.
Iamb-iamb-iamb
4
312
She thought of Jeanie in her grave,
Iamb-iamb-iamb-iamb
3
313
Who should have been a bride;
Iamb-iamb-iamb
4
314
But who for joys brides hope to have
Iamb-iamb-iamb-iamb
3
315
Fell sick and died
Iamb-iamb
1
316
In her gay prime,
Iamb-iamb
1
317
In earliest winter time
Iamb-iamb-iamb
4
318
With the first glazing rime,
Iamb-iamb-iamb
4
319
With the first snow-fall of crisp winter time.
Iamb-iamb-iamb-iamb-iamb
2
320
Till Laura dwindling
Iamb-iamb-iamb
4
321
Seem’d knocking at Death’s door:
Iamb-iamb-iamb
4
322
Then Lizzie weigh’d no more
Iamb-iamb-iamb
4
323
Better and worse;
Trochee-iamb
6
324
But put a silver penny in her purse,
Iamb-iamb-iamb-iamb-iamb
2
325
Kiss’d Laura, cross’d the heath with clumps of furze
Iamb-iamb-iamb-iamb-iamb
2
326
At twilight, halted by the brook:
Iamb-iamb-iamb-iamb
3
327
And for the first time in her life
Iamb-iamb-iamb-iamb
3
328
Began to listen and look.
Iamb-iamb-iamb
4
329
Laugh’d every goblin
Trochee-trochee-trochee
9
330
When they spied her peeping:
Trochee-trochee-trochee
9
331
Came towards her hobbling,
Iamb-iamb-iamb
4
332
Flying, running, leaping,
Trochee-trochee-trochee
9
333
Puffing and blowing,
Trochee-iamb-iamb (catalectic)
11
334
Chuckling, clapping, crowing,
Trochee-trochee-trochee
9
335
Clucking and gobbling,
Trochee-iamb-iamb (catalectic)
11
336
Mopping and mowing,
Trochee-iamb-iamb (catalectic)
11
337
Full of airs and graces,
Trochee-trochee-trochee
9
338
Pulling wry faces,
Iamb (catalectic)-iamb-trochee
36
339
Demure grimaces,
Iamb (catalectic)-iamb-iamb
39
340
Cat-like and rat-like,
Trochee-iamb-iamb (catalectic)
11
341
Ratel- and wombat-like,
Trochee-iamb-iamb
27
342
Snail-paced in a hurry,
Spondee-trochee-trochee
24
343
Parrot-voiced and whistler,
Trochee-trochee-trochee
9
344
Helter skelter, hurry skurry,
Trochee-trochee-trochee-trochee
8
345
Chattering like magpies,
Trochee-trochee-trochee
9
346
Fluttering like pigeons,
Trochee-trochee-trochee
9
347
Gliding like fishes,—
Trochee-iamb-iamb (catalectic)
11
348
Hugg’d her and kiss’d her:
Trochee-iamb-iamb (catalectic)
11
349
Squeez’d and caress’d her:
Iamb (catalectic)-iamb-iamb
39
350
Stretch’d up their dishes,
Trochee-iamb-iamb (catalectic)
11
351
Panniers, and plates:
Trochee-iamb-iamb (catalectic)
11
352
“Look at our apples
Trochee-iamb-iamb (catalectic)
11
353
Russet and dun,
Trochee-iamb
6
354
Bob at our cherries,
Trochee-iamb-iamb (catalectic)
11
355
Bite at our peaches,
Trochee-iamb-iamb (catalectic)
11
356
Citrons and dates,
Trochee-iamb
6
357
Grapes for the asking,
Trochee-iamb-iamb (catalectic)
11
358
Pears red with basking
Trochee-iamb-iamb (catalectic)
11
359
Out in the sun,
Trochee-iamb
6
360
Plums on their twigs;
Trochee-iamb
6
361
Pluck them and suck them,
Trochee-iamb-iamb (catalectic)
11
362
Pomegranates, figs.”—
Iamb (catalectic)-iamb-iamb
39
363
“Good folk,” said Lizzie,
Trochee-iamb-iamb (catalectic)
11
364
Mindful of Jeanie:
Trochee-iamb-iamb (catalectic)
11
365
“Give me much and many: —
Trochee-trochee-trochee
9
366
Held out her apron,
Trochee-iamb-iamb (catalectic)
11
367
Toss’d them her penny.
Trochee-iamb-iamb (catalectic)
11
368
“Nay, take a seat with us,
Trochee-iamb-iamb
27
369
Honour and eat with us,”
Trochee-iamb-iamb
27
370
They answer’d grinning:
Iamb-iamb-iamb (catalectic)
13
371
“Our feast is but beginning.
Iamb-iamb-iamb-iamb (catalectic)
12
372
Night yet is early,
Iamb-iamb-iamb (catalectic)
13
373
Warm and dew-pearly,
Iamb (catalectic)-iamb-trochee
36
374
Wakeful and starry:
Trochee-iamb-iamb (catalectic)
11
375
Such fruits as these
Iamb-iamb
1
376
No man can carry:
Iamb-iamb-iamb (catalectic)
13
377
Half their bloom would fly,
Iamb (catalectic)-iamb-iamb
39
378
Half their dew would dry,
Iamb (catalectic)-iamb-iamb
39
379
Half their flavour would pass by.
Iamb (catalectic)-iamb-iamb-iamb
10
380
Sit down and feast with us,
Iamb-iamb-iamb
4
381
Be welcome guest with us,
Iamb-iamb-iamb
4
382
Cheer you and rest with us.”—
Iamb-iamb-iamb
4
383
“Thank you,” said Lizzie: “But one waits
Trochee-iamb-iamb-iamb
28
384
At home alone for me:
Iamb-iamb-iamb
4
385
So without further parleying,
Iamb-iamb-iamb-iamb
3
386
If you will not sell me any
Trochee-trochee-trochee-trochee
8
387
Of your fruits though much and many,
Trochee-trochee-trochee-trochee
8
388
Give me back my silver penny
Trochee-trochee-trochee-trochee
8
389
I toss’d you for a fee.”—
Iamb-iamb-iamb
4
390
They began to scratch their pates,
Iamb (catalectic)-iamb-iamb-iamb
10
391
No longer wagging, purring,
Iamb-iamb-iamb-iamb (catalectic)
12
392
But visibly demurring,
Iamb-iamb-iamb-iamb (catalectic)
12
393
Grunting and snarling.
Trochee-iamb-iamb (catalectic)
11
394
One call’d her proud,
Iamb-iamb
1
395
Cross-grain’d, uncivil;
Spondee-iamb-iamb (catalectic)
22
396
Their tones wax’d loud,
Iamb-iamb
1
397
Their looks were evil.
Iamb-iamb-iamb (catalectic)
13
398
Lashing their tails
Trochee-iamb
6
399
They trod and hustled her,
Iamb-iamb-iamb
4
400
Elbow’d and jostled her,
Trochee-iamb-iamb
27
401
Claw’d with their nails,
Trochee-trochee
7
402
Barking, mewing, hissing, mocking,
Trochee-trochee-trochee-trochee
8
403
Tore her gown and soil’d her stocking,
Trochee-trochee-trochee-trochee
8
404
Twitch’d her hair out by the roots,
Iamb (catalectic)-iamb-iamb-iamb
10
405
Stamp’d upon her tender feet,
Iamb (catalectic)-iamb-iamb-iamb
10
406
Held her hands and squeez’d their fruits
Iamb (catalectic)-iamb-iamb-iamb
10
407
Against her mouth to make her eat.
Iamb-iamb-iamb-iamb
3
408
White and golden Lizzie stood,
Iamb (catalectic)-iamb-iamb-iamb
10
409
Like a lily in a flood,—
Iamb (catalectic)-iamb-iamb-iamb
10
410
Like a rock of blue-vein’d stone
Iamb (catalectic)-iamb-iamb-iamb
10
411
Lash’d by tides obstreperously,—
Iamb (catalectic)-iamb-iamb-iamb
10
412
Like a beacon left alone
Iamb (catalectic)-iamb-iamb-iamb
10
413
In a hoary roaring sea,
Iamb (catalectic)-iamb-iamb-iamb
10
414
Sending up a golden fire,—
Iamb (catalectic)-iamb-iamb-iamb
10
415
Like a fruit-crown’d orange-tree
Iamb (catalectic)-iamb-iamb-iamb
10
416
White with blossoms honey-sweet
Iamb (catalectic)-iamb-iamb-iamb
10
417
Sore beset by wasp and bee,—
Iamb (catalectic)-iamb-iamb-iamb
10
418
Like a royal virgin town
Iamb (catalectic)-iamb-iamb-iamb
10
419
Topp’d with gilded dome and spire
Iamb (catalectic)-iamb-iamb-iamb
10
420
Close beleaguer’d by a fleet
Iamb (catalectic)-iamb-iamb-iamb
10
421
Mad to tug her standard down.
Iamb (catalectic)-iamb-iamb-iamb
10
422
One may lead a horse to water,
Trochee-trochee-trochee-trochee
8
423
Twenty cannot make him drink.
Iamb (catalectic)-iamb-iamb-iamb
10
424
Though the goblins cuff’d and caught her,
Trochee-trochee-trochee-trochee
8
425
Coax’d and fought her,
Trochee-trochee
7
426
Bullied and besought her,
Iamb (catalectic)-iamb-iamb
39
427
Scratch’d her, pinch’d her black as ink,
Iamb (catalectic)-iamb-iamb-iamb
10
428
Kick’d and knock’d her,
Trochee-trochee
7
429
Maul’d and mock’d her,
Trochee-trochee
7
430
Lizzie utter’d not a word;
Iamb (catalectic)-iamb-iamb-iamb
10
431
Would not open lip from lip
Iamb (catalectic)-iamb-iamb-iamb
10
432
Lest they should cram a mouthful in:
Iamb-iamb-iamb-iamb
3
433
But laugh’d in heart to feel the drip
Iamb-iamb-iamb-iamb
3
434
Of juice that syrupp’d all her face,
Iamb-iamb-iamb-iamb
3
435
And lodg’d in dimples of her chin,
Iamb-iamb-iamb-iamb
3
436
And streak’d her neck which quaked like curd.
Iamb-iamb-iamb-iamb
3
437
At last the evil people,
Iamb-iamb-iamb-iamb (catalectic)
12
438
Worn out by her resistance,
Iamb-iamb-iamb-iamb (catalectic)
12
439
Flung back her penny, kick’d their fruit
Iamb-iamb-iamb-iamb
3
440
Along whichever road they took,
Iamb-iamb-iamb-iamb
3
441
Not leaving root or stone or shoot;
Iamb-iamb-iamb-iamb
3
442
Some writh’d into the ground,
Iamb-iamb-iamb
4
443
Some div’d into the brook
Iamb-iamb-iamb
4
444
With ring and ripple,
Iamb-iamb-iamb (catalectic)
13
445
Some scudded on the gale without a sound,
Iamb-iamb-iamb-iamb-iamb
2
446
Some vanish’d in the distance.
Iamb-iamb-iamb-iamb (catalectic)
12
447
In a smart, ache, tingle,
Trochee-spondee-trochee
33
448
Lizzie went her way;
Iamb (catalectic)-iamb-iamb
39
449
Knew not was it night or day;
Iamb (catalectic)-iamb-iamb-iamb
10
450
Sprang up the bank, tore thro’ the furze,
Iamb-iamb-iamb-iamb
3
451
Threaded copse and dingle,
Trochee-trochee-trochee
9
452
And heard her penny jingle
Iamb-iamb-iamb-iamb (catalectic)
12
453
Bouncing in her purse,—
Iamb (catalectic)-iamb-iamb
39
454
Its bounce was music to her ear.
Iamb-iamb-iamb-iamb
3
455
She ran and ran
Iamb-iamb
1
456
As if she fear’d some goblin man
Iamb-iamb-iamb-iamb
3
457
Dogg’d her with gibe or curse
Trochee-iamb-iamb
27
458
Or something worse:
Iamb-iamb
1
459
But not one goblin scurried after,
Iamb-iamb-iamb-iamb
3
460
Nor was she prick’d by fear;
Iamb-iamb-iamb
4
461
The kind heart made her windy-paced
Iamb-iamb-iamb-iamb
3
462
That urged her home quite out of breath with haste
Iamb-iamb-iamb-iamb-iamb
2
463
And inward laughter.
Iamb-iamb-iamb (catalectic)
13
464
She cried, “Laura,” up the garden,
Trochee-trochee-trochee-trochee
8
465
“Did you miss me?
Trochee-trochee
7
466
Come and kiss me.
Trochee-trochee
7
467
Never mind my bruises,
Trochee-trochee-trochee
9
468
Hug me, kiss me, suck my juices
Trochee-trochee-trochee-trochee
8
469
Squeez’d from goblin fruits for you,
Iamb (catalectic)-iamb-iamb-iamb
10
470
Goblin pulp and goblin dew.
Iamb (catalectic)-iamb-iamb-iamb
10
471
Eat me, drink me, love me;
Trochee-trochee-trochee
9
472
Laura, make much of me;
Trochee-trochee-trochee
9
473
For your sake I have braved the glen
Iamb-iamb-iamb-iamb
3
474
And had to do with goblin merchant men.”
Iamb-iamb-iamb-iamb-iamb
2
475
Laura started from her chair,
Iamb (catalectic)-iamb-iamb-iamb
10
476
Flung her arms up in the air,
Iamb (catalectic)-iamb-iamb-iamb
10
477
Clutch’d her hair:
Iamb (catalectic)-iamb
35
478
“Lizzie, Lizzie, have you tasted
Trochee-trochee-trochee-trochee
8
479
For my sake the fruit forbidden?
Trochee-trochee-trochee-trochee
8
480
Must your light like mine be hidden,
Trochee-trochee-trochee-trochee
8
481
Your young life like mine be wasted,
Trochee-trochee-trochee-trochee
8
482
Undone in mine undoing,
Iamb-iamb-iamb-iamb (catalectic)
12
483
And ruin’d in my ruin,
Iamb-iamb-iamb-iamb (catalectic)
12
484
Thirsty, canker’d, goblin-ridden?”—
Trochee-trochee-trochee-trochee
8
485
She clung about her sister,
Iamb-iamb-iamb-iamb (catalectic)
12
486
Kiss’d and kiss’d and kiss’d her:
Trochee-trochee-trochee
9
487
Tears once again
Trochee-trochee
7
488
Refresh’d her shrunken eyes,
Iamb-iamb-iamb
4
489
Dropping like rain
Trochee-trochee
7
490
After long sultry drouth;
Trochee-iamb-iamb
27
491
Shaking with aguish fear, and pain,
Trochee-iamb-iamb-iamb
28
492
She kiss’d and kiss’d her with a hungry mouth.
Iamb-iamb-iamb-iamb-iamb
2
493
Her lips began to scorch,
Iamb-iamb-iamb
4
494
That juice was wormwood to her tongue,
Iamb-iamb-iamb-iamb
3
495
She loath’d the feast:
Iamb-iamb
1
496
Writhing as one possess’d she leap’d and sung,
Trochee-iamb-iamb-iamb-iamb
29
497
Rent all her robe, and wrung
Iamb-iamb-iamb
4
498
Her hands in lamentable haste,
Iamb-iamb-iamb-iamb
3
499
And beat her breast.
Iamb-iamb
1
500
Her locks stream’d like the torch
Iamb-iamb-iamb
4
501
Borne by a racer at full speed,
Iamb-iamb-iamb-iamb
3
502
Or like the mane of horses in their flight,
Iamb-iamb-iamb-iamb-iamb
2
503
Or like an eagle when she stems the light
Iamb-iamb-iamb-iamb-iamb
2
504
Straight toward the sun,
Trochee-trochee
7
505
Or like a caged thing freed,
Iamb-iamb-iamb
4
506
Or like a flying flag when armies run.
Iamb-iamb-iamb-iamb-iamb
2
507
Swift fire spread through her veins, knock’d at her heart,
Iamb-iamb-iamb-iamb-iamb
2
508
Met the fire smouldering there
Iamb (catalectic)-iamb-iamb-iamb
10
509
And overbore its lesser flame;
Iamb-iamb-iamb-iamb
3
510
She gorged on bitterness without a name:
Iamb-iamb-iamb-iamb-iamb
2
511
Ah! fool, to choose such part
Spondee-iamb-iamb
21
512
Of soul-consuming care!
Iamb-iamb-iamb
4
513
Sense fail’d in the mortal strife:
Iamb (catalectic)-iamb-iamb-iamb
10
514
Like the watch-tower of a town
Iamb (catalectic)-iamb-iamb-iamb
10
515
Which an earthquake shatters down,
Iamb (catalectic)-iamb-iamb-iamb
10
516
Like a lightning-stricken mast,
Iamb (catalectic)-iamb-iamb-iamb
10
517
Like a wind-uprooted tree
Iamb (catalectic)-iamb-iamb-iamb
10
518
Spun about,
Trochee-trochee (catalectic)
34
519
Like a foam-topp’d waterspout
Iamb (catalectic)-iamb-iamb-iamb
10
520
Cast down headlong in the sea,
Iamb (catalectic)-iamb-iamb-iamb
10
521
She fell at last;
Iamb-iamb
1
522
Pleasure past and anguish past,
Iamb (catalectic)-iamb-iamb-iamb
10
523
Is it death or is it life?
Iamb (catalectic)-iamb-iamb-iamb
10
524
Life out of death.
Trochee-iamb
6
525
That night long Lizzie watch’d by her,
Iamb-iamb-iamb-iamb
3
526
Counted her pulse’s flagging stir,
Trochee-iamb-iamb-iamb
28
527
Felt for her breath,
Trochee-trochee
7
528
Held water to her lips, and cool’d her face
Iamb-iamb-iamb-iamb-iamb
2
529
With tears and fanning leaves:
Iamb-iamb-iamb
4
530
But when the first birds chirp’d about their eaves,
Iamb-iamb-iamb-iamb-iamb
2
531
And early reapers plodded to the place
Iamb-iamb-iamb-iamb-iamb
2
532
Of golden sheaves,
Iamb-iamb
1
533
And dew-wet grass
Iamb-iamb
1
534
Bow’d in the morning winds so brisk to pass,
Iamb-iamb-iamb-iamb-iamb
2
535
And new buds with new day
Iamb-iamb-iamb
4
536
Open’d of cup-like lilies on the stream,
Trochee-iamb-iamb-iamb-iamb
29
537
Laura awoke as from a dream,
Trochee-trochee-trochee-trochee
8
538
Laugh’d in the innocent old way,
Trochee-iamb-iamb-iamb
28
539
Hugg’d Lizzie but not twice or thrice;
Iamb-iamb-iamb-iamb
3
540
Her gleaming locks show’d not one thread of grey,
Iamb-iamb-iamb-iamb-iamb
2
541
Her breath was sweet as May
Iamb-iamb-iamb
4
542
And light danced in her eyes.
Iamb-iamb-iamb
4
543
Days, weeks, months, years
Spondee-spondee
5
544
Afterwards, when both were wives
Iamb (catalectic)-iamb-iamb-iamb
10
545
With children of their own;
Iamb-iamb-iamb
4
546
Their mother-hearts beset with fears,
Iamb-iamb-iamb-iamb
3
547
Their lives bound up in tender lives;
Iamb-iamb-iamb-iamb
3
548
Laura would call the little ones
Trochee-iamb-iamb-iamb
28
549
And tell them of her early prime,
Iamb-iamb-iamb-iamb
3
550
Those pleasant days long gone
Iamb-iamb-iamb
4
551
Of not-returning time:
Iamb-iamb-iamb
4
552
Would talk about the haunted glen,
Iamb-iamb-iamb-iamb
3
553
The wicked, quaint fruit-merchant men,
Iamb-iamb-iamb-iamb
3
554
Their fruits like honey to the throat
Iamb-iamb-iamb-iamb
3
555
But poison in the blood;
Iamb-iamb-iamb
4
556
(Men sell not such in any town):
Iamb-iamb-iamb-iamb
3
557
Would tell them how her sister stood
Iamb-iamb-iamb-iamb
3
558
In deadly peril to do her good,
Iamb-iamb-iamb-iamb
3
559
And win the fiery antidote:
Iamb-iamb-iamb-iamb
3
560
Then joining hands to little hands
Iamb-iamb-iamb-iamb
3
561
Would bid them cling together,
Iamb-iamb-iamb-iamb (catalectic)
12
562
“For there is no friend like a sister
Iamb-iamb-iamb-iamb-iamb (catalectic)
14
563
In calm or stormy weather;
Iamb-iamb-iamb-iamb (catalectic)
12
564
To cheer one on the tedious way,
Iamb-iamb-iamb-iamb
3
565
To fetch one if one goes astray,
Iamb-iamb-iamb-iamb
3
566
To lift one if one totters down,
Iamb-iamb-iamb-iamb
3
567
To strengthen whilst one stands.”
Iamb-iamb-iamb
4