Lindenore

William Barnes (1801–1886) · 1844–1862

iambic tetrameter · ABABCCDD · 24 lines · from Poems of Rural Life in the Dorset Dialect

At Lindenore upon the steep,Bezide the trees a-reachen high,The while their lower limbs do zweepThe river-stream a-flowen by;By graegle bells in beds o' blue,Below the tree-stems in the lew,Calm air do vind the rwose-bound door,Ov Ellen Dare o' Lindenore.

An' there noo foam do hiss avoreSwift bwoats, wi' water-plowen keels,An' there noo broad high-road's a-woreBy vur-brought trav'lers' cracklen wheels;Noo crowd's a-passen to and fro,Upon the bridge's high-sprung bow:An' vew but I do seek the doorOv Ellen Dare o' Lindenore.

Vor there the town, wi' zun-bright walls,Do sheen vur off, by hills o' grey,An' town-vo'k ha' but seldom callsO' business there, from day to day:But Ellen didden leaeve her rufTo be admir'd, an' that's enough--Vor I've a-vound 'ithin her door,Feaeir Ellen Dare o' Lindenore.

Words in this poem

keels n.
Ninepins. See Kayles.
sheen v. i.
To shine; to glisten.

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

About this text

Lindenore is in the public domain. This text is taken from Poems of Rural Life in the Dorset Dialect, Project Gutenberg ebook #21785; the transcription's header, footer and licence were removed and nothing else was changed. You may copy, print and reuse it freely.

Cite as: William Barnes, Lindenore, in Poems of Rural Life in the Dorset Dialect (1844–1862), text of Project Gutenberg ebook #21785, Laurel, https://laurelpoetry.com/poem/barnes-dorset/lindenore.html, id L02292.

Form and metre

Lindenore is 24 lines in 3 stanzas of 8 lines each. The rhyme scheme is ABABCCDD, complete in 2 of its 3 stanzas. The metre is iambic tetrameter, measured from the stress the words themselves fix (confidence 88%). 100% of its stressed syllables fall where the metre puts the beat. The lines average 8.0 syllables. 25% of the lines run on without a stop at the line end.

See other poems in iambic tetrameter.

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. 1 ABABCCDD steepA · highB · zweepA · byB · blueC · lewC · doorD · lindenoreD
  2. 2 ABABCCAA avoreA · keelsB · woreA · wheelsB · froC · bowC · doorA · lindenoreA
  3. 3 ABABCCDD wallsA · greyB · callsA · dayB · rufC · enoughC · doorD · lindenoreD
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 tetrameter. How this is done.

LineSyl.Stress
At Lindenore upon the steep,8········
Bezide the trees a-reachen high,8········
The while their lower limbs do zweep8···/˘···
The river-stream a-flowen by;8·/˘··/˘·
By graegle bells in beds o' blue,8········
Below the tree-stems in the lew,8········
Calm air do vind the rwose-bound door,8········
Ov Ellen Dare o' Lindenore.8·/˘·····
An' there noo foam do hiss avore8········
Swift bwoats, wi' water-plowen keels,8···/˘···
An' there noo broad high-road's a-wore8········
By vur-brought trav'lers' cracklen wheels;8········
Noo crowd's a-passen to and fro,8········
Upon the bridge's high-sprung bow:8···/˘···
An' vew but I do seek the door8········
Ov Ellen Dare o' Lindenore.8·/˘·····
Vor there the town, wi' zun-bright walls,8········
Do sheen vur off, by hills o' grey,8········
An' town-vo'k ha' but seldom calls8·····/˘·
O' business there, from day to day:8·/˘·····
But Ellen didden leaeve her ruf8·/˘·····
To be admir'd, an' that's enough--8··˘/··˘/
Vor I've a-vound 'ithin her door,8········
Feaeir Ellen Dare o' Lindenore.8·/˘·····

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