In Three Days

Robert Browning (1812–1889) · 1864

iambic tetrameter · 38 lines · from Selections from the Poems and Plays of Robert Browning

So, I shall see her in three daysAnd just one night, but nights are short,Then two long hours, and that is morn.See how I come, unchanged, unworn!Feel, where my life broke off from thine,How fresh the splinters keep and fine--Only a touch and we combine!

Too long, this time of year, the days!But nights, at least the nights are short.As night shows where her one moon is,A hand's-breadth of pure light and bliss,So life's night gives my lady birthAnd my eyes hold her! What is worthThe rest of heaven, the rest of earth?

O loaded curls, release your storeOf warmth and scent, as once beforeThe tingling hair did, lights and darksOutbreaking into fairy sparks,When under curl and curl I priedAfter the warmth and scent inside,Through lights and darks how manifold--The dark inspired, the light controlled!As early Art embrowns the gold.

What great fear, should one say, "Three daysThat change the world might change as wellYour fortune; and if joy delays,Be happy that no worse befell!"What small fear, if another says,"Three days and one short night besideMay throw no shadow on your ways;But years must teem with change untried,With chance not easily defied,With an end somewhere undescried."No fear!--or if a fear be bornThis minute, it dies out in scorn.Fear? I shall see her in three daysAnd one night, now the nights are short,Then just two hours, and that is morn.

Words in this poem

shall v. i.
To owe; to be under obligation for. [OE. shal, schal, imp. sholde, scholde, AS. scal, sceal, I am obliged, imp. scolde, sceolde, inf. sculan; akin to OS. skulan, pres. skal, imp. skolda, D. zullen,]
morn n.
The first part of the day; the morning; -- used chiefly in poetry. [OE. morwen, morgen, AS. morgen; akin to D. morgen, OS. morgan, G. morgen, Icel. morginn, morgunn, Sw. morgon, Dan. morgen, Goth. maúrgins. Cf. Morrow, Morning.]
broke v. i.
To transact business for another. Brome. [See Broker, and cf. Brook.]
outbreaking n.
The act of breaking out.
teem v. t.
To think fit. G. Gifford. [See Tame, a., and cf. Beteem.]
somewhere adv.
In some place unknown or not specified; in one place or another.

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

About this text

In Three Days is in the public domain. This text is taken from Selections from the Poems and Plays of Robert Browning, Project Gutenberg ebook #28041; the transcription's header, footer and licence were removed and nothing else was changed. You may copy, print and reuse it freely.

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Form and metre

In Three Days is 38 lines in 4 stanzas. The metre is iambic tetrameter, measured from the stress the words themselves fix (confidence 88%).

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 --AABBB days · short · mornA · unwornA · thineB · fineB · combineB
  2. 2 ----AAA days · short · is · bliss · birthA · worthA · earthA
  3. 3 AA--BBCCC storeA · beforeA · darks · sparks · priedB · insideB · manifoldC · controlledC · goldC
  4. 4 ABAB-CACCCDDA-D daysA · wellB · delaysA · befellB · says · besideC · waysA · untriedC · defiedC · undescriedC · bornD · scornD · daysA · short · mornD
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
So, I shall see her in three days8········
And just one night, but nights are short,8········
Then two long hours, and that is morn.8···/····
See how I come, unchanged, unworn!8····˘/··
Feel, where my life broke off from thine,8········
How fresh the splinters keep and fine--8···/˘···
Only a touch and we combine!8/˘····/˘
Too long, this time of year, the days!8········
But nights, at least the nights are short.8········
As night shows where her one moon is,8········
A hand's-breadth of pure light and bliss,8········
So life's night gives my lady birth8·····/˘·
And my eyes hold her! What is worth8········
The rest of heaven, the rest of earth?8···/····
O loaded curls, release your store8·/˘·˘/··
Of warmth and scent, as once before8········
The tingling hair did, lights and darks8·/˘·····
Outbreaking into fairy sparks,8/·˘··/˘·
When under curl and curl I pried8········
After the warmth and scent inside,8······˘/
Through lights and darks how manifold--8·····/˘·
The dark inspired, the light controlled!8··˘/··˘/
As early Art embrowns the gold.8·/˘·····
What great fear, should one say, "Three days8········
That change the world might change as well8········
Your fortune; and if joy delays,8·/˘···˘/
Be happy that no worse befell!"8·/˘···˘/
What small fear, if another says,8····˘/˘·
"Three days and one short night beside8······˘/
May throw no shadow on your ways;8···/····
But years must teem with change untried,8······˘/
With chance not easily defied,8···/˘˘˘/
With an end somewhere undescried."7···/···
No fear!--or if a fear be born8········
This minute, it dies out in scorn.8·/˘·····
Fear? I shall see her in three days8········
And one night, now the nights are short,8········
Then just two hours, and that is morn.8···/····

On this poem

"Another poem of waiting love is 'In Three Days.' And this has the spirit of a true love lyric in it. It reads like a personal thing; it breathes exaltation; it is quick, hurried, and thrilled. The delicate fears of chance and changes in the three days, or in the years to come, belong of right and nature to the waiting, and are subtly varied and condensed. It is, however, the thoughtful love of a man who can be metaphysical in love." (Stopford Brooke, The Poetry of Robert Browning, p. 253.)

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