Nurse's Song

William Blake (1757–1827) · 1783–1794

anapaestic common measure · 8 lines · from Poems of William Blake

When voices of children are heard on the green,And whisperings are in the dale,The days of my youth rise fresh in my mind,My face turns green and pale.

Then come home, my children, the sun is gone down,And the dews of night arise;Your spring and your day are wasted in play,And your winter and night in disguise.

About this text

Nurse's Song is in the public domain. This text is taken from Poems of William Blake, Project Gutenberg ebook #574; 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 Blake, Nurse's Song, in Poems of William Blake (1783–1794), text of Project Gutenberg ebook #574, Laurel, https://laurelpoetry.com/poem/blake-poems/nurse-s-song-2.html, id L02007.

Form and metre

Nurse's Song is 8 lines in 2 stanzas of 4 lines each. The metre is anapaestic common measure, measured from the stress the words themselves fix (confidence 86%). 90% of its stressed syllables fall where the metre puts the beat. The lines average 9.0 syllables.

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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 -A-A green · daleA · mind · paleA
  2. 2 -A-A down · ariseA · play · disguiseA
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 anapaestic common measure. How this is done.

LineSyl.Stress
When voices of children are heard on the green,11·/˘·/˘·····
And whisperings are in the dale,8·/˘˘····
The days of my youth rise fresh in my mind,10··········
My face turns green and pale.6······
Then come home, my children, the sun is gone down,11····/˘·····
And the dews of night arise;7·····˘/
Your spring and your day are wasted in play,10······/˘··
And your winter and night in disguise.9··/˘···˘/

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