The End of the Road

Hilaire Belloc (1870–1953) · 1923

trochaic tetrameter · 33 lines · from Sonnets and Verse

Two hundred leaguers and a halfWalked I, went I, paced I, tripped I,Marched I, held I, skelped I, slipped I,Pushed I, panted, swung and dashed I;Picked I, forded, swam and splashed I,Strolled I, climbed I, crawled and scrambled,Dropped and dipped I, ranged and rambled;Plodded I, hobbled I, trudged and tramped I,And in lonely spinnies camped I,And in haunted pinewoods slept I,Lingered, loitered, limped and crept I,Clambered, halted, stepped and leapt I;Slowly sauntered, roundly strode I,And ... (Oh! Patron saints and AngelsThat protect the four Evangels!And you Prophets vel majoresVel incerti, vel minores,Virgines ac confessoresChief of whose peculiar gloriesEst in Aula Regis stareAtque orare et exorareEt clamare et conclamareClamantes cum clamoribusPro Nobis Peccatoribus.)Let me not conceal it.... Rode I.(For who but critics could complainOf “riding” in a railway train?)Across the valley and the high-land,With all the world on either handDrinking when I had a mind to,Singing when I felt inclined to;Nor ever turned my face to homeTill I had slaked my heart at Rome.

Words in this poem

went n.
Course; way; path; journey; direction.
haunted a.
Inhabited by, or subject to the visits of, apparitions; frequented by a ghost.
roundly adv.
In a round form or manner.
rode n.
Redness; complexion. [See Rud.]

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

About this text

The End of the Road is in the public domain. This text is taken from Sonnets and Verse, Project Gutenberg ebook #60663; the transcription's header, footer and licence were removed and nothing else was changed. You may copy, print and reuse it freely.

Cite as: Hilaire Belloc, The End of the Road, in Sonnets and Verse (1923), text of Project Gutenberg ebook #60663, Laurel, https://laurelpoetry.com/poem/belloc-sonnets-verse/the-end-of-the-road.html, id L21659.

Form and metre

The End of the Road is 33 lines in a single stanza. The metre is trochaic tetrameter, measured from the stress the words themselves fix (confidence 82%).

See other poems in trochaic 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 -----AA------BB----CCCDD-EEFF--GG half · i · i · i · i · scrambledA · rambledA · i · i · i · i · i · i · angelsB · evangelsB · majores · minores · confessores · glories · stareC · exorareC · conclamareC · clamoribusD · peccatoribusD · i · complainE · trainE · landF · handF · to · to · homeG · romeG
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 trochaic tetrameter. How this is done.

LineSyl.Stress
Two hundred leaguers and a half8·/˘/˘···
Walked I, went I, paced I, tripped I,8········
Marched I, held I, skelped I, slipped I,8········
Pushed I, panted, swung and dashed I;8··/˘····
Picked I, forded, swam and splashed I,8··/˘····
Strolled I, climbed I, crawled and scrambled,8······/˘
Dropped and dipped I, ranged and rambled;8······/˘
Plodded I, hobbled I, trudged and tramped I,10/˘·/˘·····
And in lonely spinnies camped I,8··/˘··˘·
And in haunted pinewoods slept I,9··/˘·····
Lingered, loitered, limped and crept I,8/˘/˘····
Clambered, halted, stepped and leapt I;8/˘/˘····
Slowly sauntered, roundly strode I,8/˘/˘/˘··
And ... (Oh! Patron saints and Angels8··/˘··/˘
That protect the four Evangels!8·˘/·····
And you Prophets vel majores7··/˘·/˘
Vel incerti, vel minores,7·····/˘
Virgines ac confessores7/˘//···
Chief of whose peculiar glories8···˘/˘/˘
Est in Aula Regis stare8˘/···/˘·
Atque orare et exorare7·······
Et clamare et conclamare7·······
Clamantes cum clamoribus7·······
Pro Nobis Peccatoribus.)8·/˘·····
Let me not conceal it.... Rode I.8···˘/···
(For who but critics could complain8···/˘·˘/
Of “riding” in a railway train?)8·/˘··/··
Across the valley and the high-land,9˘/·/˘····
With all the world on either hand8·····/˘·
Drinking when I had a mind to,8/˘······
Singing when I felt inclined to;8/˘···˘/·
Nor ever turned my face to home8·/˘·····
Till I had slaked my heart at Rome.8········

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