Wanting Is—What?

Robert Browning (1812–1889) · 1864

15 lines · from Selections from the Poems and Plays of Robert Browning

Wanting is--what?Summer redundant,Blueness abundant,--Where is the blot?Beamy the world, yet a blank all the same--Framework which waits for a picture to frame;What of the leafage, what of the flower?Roses embowering with naught they embower!Come then, complete incompletion, O comer,Pant through the blueness, perfect the summer!Breathe but one breathRose-beauty above,And all that was deathGrows life, grows love,Grows love!

Words in this poem

blueness n.
The quality of being blue; a blue color. Boyle.
beamy a.
Emitting beams of light; radiant; shining.
leafage n.
Leaves, collectively; foliage.
embower v. t.
To cover with a bower; to shelter with trees.
incompletion n.
Want of completion; incompleteness. Smart.
comer n.
One who comes, or who has come; one who has arrived, and is present. All comers, all who come, or offer, to take part in a matter, especially in a contest or controversy.
pant v. i.
To breathe quickly or in a labored manner, as after exertion or from eagerness or excitement; to respire with heaving of the breast; to gasp. [Cf. F. panteler to gasp for breath, OF. panteisier to be breathless, F. pantois out of breath; perh. akin to E. phantom, the verb prob. orig. meaning, to have t]

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

About this text

Wanting Is—What? 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.

Cite as: Robert Browning, Wanting Is—What?, in Selections from the Poems and Plays of Robert Browning (1864), text of Project Gutenberg ebook #28041, Laurel, https://laurelpoetry.com/poem/browning-selections/wanting-is-what.html, id L25127.

Form and metre

Wanting Is—What? is 15 lines in a single stanza.

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-BBCCDDEFEFF what · redundantA · abundantA · blot · sameB · frameB · flowerC · embowerC · comerD · summerD · breathE · aboveF · deathE · loveF · loveF
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. How this is done.

LineSyl.Stress
Wanting is--what?4/˘··
Summer redundant,5/˘˘/˘
Blueness abundant,5/˘˘/˘
--Where is the blot?4····
Beamy the world, yet a blank all the same10/˘········
--Framework which waits for a picture to frame;10/·····/˘··
What of the leafage, what of the flower?10···/˘···/˘
Roses embowering with naught they embower!12/˘·······˘/˘
Come then, complete incompletion, O comer,11··˘/·····/˘
Pant through the blueness, perfect the summer!10···/˘˘/·/˘
Breathe but one breath4····
Rose-beauty above,5·/˘··
And all that was death5·····
Grows life, grows love,4····
Grows love!2··

On this poem

This poem is in the nature of a prelude to the group of poems published under the title Jocoseria, 1883. Each poem in this volume shows the lack of some element that would have brought the human action or experience to perfection.
Notes from the edition 1

Notes by Myra Reynolds, Selections from the Poems and Plays of Robert Browning (Project Gutenberg #28041).

  1. Line 9 Comer. The invocation probably refers to the spirit of love with its inspiring, transforming power.

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