Act the Second: Scene IX

Pedro Calderón de la Barca (1600–1681), translated by Denis Florence MacCarthy · 1873

trochaic tetrameter · 21 lines · from The Wonder-Working Magician

FABIUS. You return, then, to this street.

LELIUS. Yes; the life that I deploreI return to seek once moreWhere 'twas lost. Ah! guide my feet,Love, to find it!--

FABIUS. That house thereIs Justina's; come away.

LELIUS. Wherefore, when I will to-dayOnce again my love declare.And as she, I saw it plain,Trusted some one else at night,'Tis not strange, in open light,That I try to soothe my pain.Leave me, go; for it is bestThat I enter here alone.My rank in Antioch is known,My father Governor; thus drestIn his robe as 'twere, my strongPassion listening to no mentor,I Justina's house will enterTo protest against my wrong.

Words in this poem

deplore v. t.
To feel or to express deep and poignant grief for; to bewail; to lament; to mourn; to sorrow over. [L. deplorare; de- + plorare to cry out, wail, lament; prob. akin to pluere to rain, and to E. flow: cf. F. déplorer. Cf. Flow.]
wherefore adv.
For which reason; so; -- used relatively. [Where + for.]
soothe v. t.
To assent to as true. Testament of Love. [Originally, to assent to as true; OE. so to verify, AS. ges to prove the truth of, to bear witness. See Sooth, a.]
mentor n.
A wise and faithful counselor or monitor. [From Mentor, the counselor of Telemachus, Gr. Monitor.]

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

About this text

Act the Second: Scene IX is in the public domain. This text is taken from The Wonder-Working Magician, Project Gutenberg ebook #6372, the Denis Florence MacCarthy translation; the transcription's header, footer and licence were removed and nothing else was changed. You may copy, print and reuse it freely.

Cite as: Pedro Calderón de la Barca, Act the Second: Scene IX, in The Wonder-Working Magician (1873), text of Project Gutenberg ebook #6372, Laurel, https://laurelpoetry.com/poem/calderon-magico-prodigioso/act-the-second-scene-ix.html, id L26622.

Form and metre

Act the Second: Scene IX is 21 lines in 4 stanzas. The metre is trochaic tetrameter, measured from the stress the words themselves fix (confidence 86%).

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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 A streetA
  2. 2 BBA- deploreB · moreB · feetA · it
  3. 3 CD thereC · awayD
  4. 4 DCEFFEGHHGI--I dayD · declareC · plainE · nightF · lightF · painE · bestG · aloneH · knownH · drestG · strongI · mentor · enter · wrongI
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
FABIUS. You return, then, to this street.9···˘/····
LELIUS. Yes; the life that I deplore9·······˘/
I return to seek once more7·˘/····
Where 'twas lost. Ah! guide my feet,7·······
Love, to find it!--4····
FABIUS. That house there5·····
Is Justina's; come away.7·˘/˘·˘/
LELIUS. Wherefore, when I will to-day9··/˘·····
Once again my love declare.7·˘/··˘/
And as she, I saw it plain,7·······
Trusted some one else at night,7/˘·····
'Tis not strange, in open light,7····/˘·
That I try to soothe my pain.7·······
Leave me, go; for it is best7·······
That I enter here alone.7··/˘·˘/
My rank in Antioch is known,8···/˘···
My father Governor; thus drest8·/˘/˘˘··
In his robe as 'twere, my strong7·······
Passion listening to no mentor,8/˘/˘··/·
I Justina's house will enter8·˘/˘··/˘
To protest against my wrong.7·/·····

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