Consolation

Matthew Arnold (1822–1888) · 1849–1867

iambic trimeter · unrhymed · 75 lines · from Poems

Mist clogs the sunshine.Smoky dwarf housesHem me round everywhere;A vague dejectionWeighs down my soul.

Yet, while I languish,Everywhere countlessProspects unroll themselves,And countless beingsPass countless moods.

Far hence, in Asia,On the smooth convent-roofs,On the gold terraces,Of holy Lassa,Bright shines the sun.

Gray time-worn marblesHold the pure Muses;In their cool gallery,By yellow Tiber,They still look fair.

Strange unloved uproarShrills round their portal;Yet not on HeliconKept they more cloudlessTheir noble calm.

Through sun-proof alleysIn a lone, sand-hemmedCity of Africa,A blind, led beggar,Age-bowed, asks alms.

No bolder robberErst abode ambushedDeep in the sandy waste;No clearer eyesightSpied prey afar.

Saharan sand-windsSeared his keen eyeballs;Spent is the spoil he won.For him the presentHolds only pain.

Two young, fair lovers,Where the warm June-wind,Fresh from the summer fieldsPlays fondly round them,Stand, tranced in joy.

With sweet, joined voices,And with eyes brimming,“Ah!” they cry, “Destiny,Prolong the present!Time, stand still here!”

The prompt stern goddessShakes her head, frowning:Time gives his hour-glassIts due reversal;Their hour is gone.

With weak indulgenceDid the just goddessLengthen their happiness,She lengthened alsoDistress elsewhere.

The hour whose happyUnalloyed momentsI would eternalize,Ten thousand mournersWell pleased see end.

The bleak, stern hour,Whose severe momentsI would annihilate,Is passed by othersIn warmth, light, joy.

Time, so complained of,Who to no one manShows partiality,Brings round to all menSome undimmed hours.

Words in this poem 18
sunshine n.
The light of the sun, or the place where it shines; the direct rays of the sun, the place where they fall, or the warmth and light which they give.
dejection n.
A casting down; depression. Hallywell. [L. dejectio a casting down: cf. F. déjection.]
languish v. i.
To cause to dr Shak.
countless a.
Incapable of being counted; not ascertainable; innumerable.
unroll v. t.
To open, as what is rolled or convolved; as, to unroll cloth; to unroll a banner. [1st pref. un- + roll.]
helicon n.
A mountain in Boeotia, in Greece, supposed by the Greeks to be the residence of Apollo and the Muses.
cloudless a.
Without a cloud; clear; bright.
lone n.
A lane. See Loanin.
abode n.
Act of waiting; delay. [OE. abad, abood, fr. abiden to abide. See Abide. For the change of vowel, cf. abode, imp. of abide.]
clearer n.
One who, or that which, clears.
eyesight n.
Sight of the eye; the sense of seeing; view; observation.
afar adv.
At, to, or from a great distance; far away; -- often used with from preceding, or off following; as, he was seen from afar; I saw him afar off. [Pref. a-.(for on or of) + far.]
seared a.
Scorched; cauterized; hence, figuratively, insensible; not susceptible to moral influences.
fondly adv.
Foolishly. Verstegan (1673).
brimming a.
Full to the brim; overflowing.
unalloyed a.
Not alloyed; not reduced by foreign admixture; unmixed; unqualified; pure; as, unalloyed metals; unalloyed happiness.
eternalize v. t.
To make eternal. Shelton.
annihilate v. t.
To reduce to nothing or nonexistence; to destroy the existence of; to cause to cease to be. [L. annihilare; ad + nihilum, nihil, nothing, ne hilum (filum) not a thread, nothing at all. Cf. File, a row.]

Definitions and etymologies from Webster's Unabridged Dictionary, 1913.

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Form and metre

Consolation is 75 lines in 15 verse paragraphs. It is unrhymed, as far as the pronouncing dictionary can tell. The metre is iambic trimeter, measured from the stress the words themselves fix (confidence 85%). 92% of its stressed syllables fall where the metre puts the beat. The lines average 5.0 syllables. 40 lines end on an unstressed syllable, a feminine ending. 37% of the lines run on without a stop at the line end.

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Measured by Laurel's pipeline, not copied from a handbook: how stress and metre are counted, how rhyme is lettered, how a drifted rhyme is found. Where the dictionary cannot confirm a rhyme the letter is withheld, not guessed.

Rhyme words, stanza by stanza

The word that ends each line, lettered by the rhyme it makes; a dash is a line whose rhyme the dictionary could not confirm.

  1. 11 A-A-- goddessA · frowning · glassA · reversal · gone
Scansion, line by line

Each line with its syllable count and the stresses the words themselves fix: / stressed, ˘ unstressed, · a syllable the word leaves free and the metre decides. Read against iambic trimeter. How this is done.

LineSyl.Stress
Mist clogs the sunshine.5···/·
Smoky dwarf houses5/˘·/˘
Hem me round everywhere;6···/˘·
A vague dejection5··˘/˘
Weighs down my soul.4····
Yet, while I languish,5···/˘
Everywhere countless5/˘·/˘
Prospects unroll themselves,6/˘˘/˘/
And countless beings5·/˘/˘
Pass countless moods.4·/˘·
Far hence, in Asia,5···/˘
On the smooth convent-roofs,6···/˘·
On the gold terraces,6···/˘˘
Of holy Lassa,5·/˘/˘
Bright shines the sun.4····
Gray time-worn marbles5···/˘
Hold the pure Muses;5···/˘
In their cool gallery,6···/˘˘
By yellow Tiber,5·/˘/˘
They still look fair.4····
Strange unloved uproar5·˘//·
Shrills round their portal;5···/˘
Yet not on Helicon6···/˘·
Kept they more cloudless5···/˘
Their noble calm.4·/˘·
Through sun-proof alleys5···/˘
In a lone, sand-hemmed5·····
City of Africa,6/˘·/˘˘
A blind, led beggar,5···/˘
Age-bowed, asks alms.4····
No bolder robber5·/˘/˘
Erst abode ambushed5·˘//·
Deep in the sandy waste;6···/˘·
No clearer eyesight5·/˘/·
Spied prey afar.4··˘/
Saharan sand-winds5/˘˘··
Seared his keen eyeballs;5···/·
Spent is the spoil he won.6······
For him the present5···/˘
Holds only pain.4·/˘·
Two young, fair lovers,5···/˘
Where the warm June-wind,5·····
Fresh from the summer fields6···/˘·
Plays fondly round them,5·/˘··
Stand, tranced in joy.4····
With sweet, joined voices,5···/˘
And with eyes brimming,5···/˘
“Ah!” they cry, “Destiny,6···/˘˘
Prolong the present!5˘/·/˘
Time, stand still here!”4····
The prompt stern goddess5···/˘
Shakes her head, frowning:5···/˘
Time gives his hour-glass6···/˘·
Its due reversal;5··˘/˘
Their hour is gone.5·/˘··
With weak indulgence5··˘/˘
Did the just goddess5···/˘
Lengthen their happiness,6/˘·/˘˘
She lengthened also5·/˘/˘
Distress elsewhere.4˘//·
The hour whose happy6·/˘·/˘
Unalloyed moments5˘/·/˘
I would eternalize,6··˘/˘˘
Ten thousand mourners5·/˘/˘
Well pleased see end.4····
The bleak, stern hour,5···/˘
Whose severe moments5·˘//˘
I would annihilate,6··˘/˘·
Is passed by others5···/˘
In warmth, light, joy.4····
Time, so complained of,5··˘/·
Who to no one man5·····
Shows partiality,6··˘/˘˘
Brings round to all men5·····
Some undimmed hours.5···/˘

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