Canto II: Ge IX

Lord Byron (1788–1824) · 1816

iambic tetrameter · octosyllabic couplets · 37 lines · from The Giaour, and Other Poems

Since last she visited the spotSome change seemed wrought within the grot:It might be only that the nightDisguised things seen by better light:That brazen lamp but dimly threwA ray of no celestial hue;But in a nook within the cellHer eye on stranger objects fell.There arms were piled, not such as wieldThe turbaned Delis in the field;But brands of foreign blade and hilt,And one was red--perchance with guilt!ggAh! how without can blood be spilt?A cup too on the board was setThat did not seem to hold sherbet.What may this mean? she turned to seeHer Selim--"Oh! can this be he?"gh

His robe of pride was thrown aside,His brow no high-crowned turban bore,But in its stead a shawl of red,Wreathed lightly round, his temples wore:That dagger, on whose hilt the gemWere worthy of a diadem,No longer glittered at his waist,Where pistols unadorned were braced;And from his belt a sabre swung,And from his shoulder loosely hungThe cloak of white, the thin capoteThat decks the wandering Candiote;Beneath--his golden plated vestClung like a cuirass to his breast;The greaves below his knee that woundWith silvery scales were sheathed and bound.But were it not that high commandSpake in his eye, and tone, and hand,All that a careless eye could seeIn him was some young Galiongee.

Words in this poem

dimly adv.
In a dim or obscure manner; not brightly or clearly; with imperfect sight.
nook n.
A narrow place formed by an angle in bodies or between bodies; a corner; a recess; a secluded retreat. [OE. nok; cf. Gael. & Ir. niuc.]
piled a.
Having a pile or point; pointed. [From 2d Pile.]
wield v. t.
To govern; to rule; to keep, or have in charge; also, to possess. [OE. welden to govern, to have power over, to possess, AS. geweldan, gewyldan, from wealdan; akin to OS. waldan, OFries. walda, G. walten, OHG. waltan, Icel. val]
turbaned a.
Wearing a turban.
sabre n.
A sword with a broad and heavy blade, thick at the back, and usually more or less curved like a scimiter; a cavalry sword. Saber fish, or Sabre fish (Zoöl.), the cutlass fish.
capote n.
A long cloak or overcoat, especially one with a hood. [Sp. capote (cf. F. capote.), fr. LL. capa cape, cloak. See Cap.]
vest n.
An article of clothing covering the person; an outer garment; a vestment; a dress; a vesture; a robe. [L. vestis a garment, vesture; akin to Goth. wasti, and E. wear: cf. F. veste. See Wear to carry on the person, and cf. Divest, Invest, Travesty.]
clung a.
Wasted away; shrunken. [Prop. p. p. fr. OE. clingen to wither. See Cling, v. i.]
greaves n.
The sediment of melted tallow. It is made into cakes for dogs' food. In Scotland it is called cracklings. [Cf. dial. Sw. grevar greaves, LG. greven, G. griebe, also AS. greofa pot. Cf. Gravy.]

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

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Form and metre

Canto II: Ge IX is 37 lines in 2 verse paragraphs. It is in rhyming couplets, 59% of the lines: octosyllabic couplets. The metre is iambic tetrameter, measured from the stress the words themselves fix (confidence 92%).

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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 --AABBCCDDE-EFF-- spot · grot · nightA · lightA · threwB · hueB · cellC · fellC · wieldD · fieldD · hiltE · guilt!gg · spiltE · setF · sherbetF · see · —
  2. 2 -A-ABBCCDDEEFFGGHH-- aside · boreA · red · woreA · gemB · diademB · waistC · bracedC · swungD · hungD · capoteE · candioteE · vestF · breastF · woundG · boundG · commandH · handH · see · galiongee
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
Since last she visited the spot8···/˘˘··
Some change seemed wrought within the grot:8········
It might be only that the night8···/˘···
Disguised things seen by better light:8˘/···/˘·
That brazen lamp but dimly threw8·/˘··/˘·
A ray of no celestial hue;8····˘/˘·
But in a nook within the cell8········
Her eye on stranger objects fell.8···/˘/˘·
There arms were piled, not such as wield8········
The turbaned Delis in the field;8·/˘/˘···
But brands of foreign blade and hilt,8···/˘···
And one was red--perchance with guilt!gg9····˘/···
Ah! how without can blood be spilt?8········
A cup too on the board was set8········
That did not seem to hold sherbet.8······/˘
What may this mean? she turned to see8········
Her Selim--"Oh! can this be he?"gh9·········
His robe of pride was thrown aside,8······˘/
His brow no high-crowned turban bore,8·····/˘·
But in its stead a shawl of red,8········
Wreathed lightly round, his temples wore:8·/˘··/˘·
That dagger, on whose hilt the gem8·/˘·····
Were worthy of a diadem,8·/˘··/˘·
No longer glittered at his waist,8·/˘/˘···
Where pistols unadorned were braced;8·/˘·˘/··
And from his belt a sabre swung,8·····/˘·
And from his shoulder loosely hung8···/˘/˘·
The cloak of white, the thin capote8······˘/
That decks the wandering Candiote;8···/˘˘··
Beneath--his golden plated vest8···/˘/˘·
Clung like a cuirass to his breast;8···˘/···
The greaves below his knee that wound8········
With silvery scales were sheathed and bound.8·/˘·····
But were it not that high command8······˘/
Spake in his eye, and tone, and hand,8········
All that a careless eye could see8···/˘···
In him was some young Galiongee.8········

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