The Only Sure Friend of Declining Life a Soliloquy

Samuel Taylor Coleridge (1772–1834) · 1796–1817

iambic pentameter · heroic couplets · 14 lines · from Poems of Coleridge

Unchanged within, to see all changed without,Is a blank lot and hard to bear, no doubt.Yet why at others' wanings should'st thou fret?Then only might'st thou feel a just regret,Hadst thou withheld thy love or hid thy lightIn selfish forethought of neglect and slight.O wiselier then, from feeble yearnings freed,While, and on whom, thou may'st--shine on! nor heedWhether the object by reflected lightReturn thy radiance or absorb it quite:And though thou notest from thy safe recessOld friends burn dim, like lamps in noisome air,Love them for what they are; nor love them less,Because to thee they are not what they were.

Words in this poem

forethought a.
Thought of, or planned, beforehand; aforethought; prepense; hence, deliberate.
yearnings n.
The maws, or stomachs, of young calves, used a rennet for curdling milk. [Cf. AS. geirnan, geyrnan, to rum. See 4th Earn.]
noisome a.
Noxious to health; hurtful; mischievous; unwholesome; insalubrious; destructive; as, noisome effluvia. [For noysome, fr. noy for annoy. See Annoy.]

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

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Form and metre

The Only Sure Friend of Declining Life a Soliloquy is 14 lines in a single stanza. It is in rhyming couplets, 71% of the lines: heroic couplets. The metre is iambic pentameter, measured from the stress the words themselves fix (confidence 89%). 100% of its stressed syllables fall where the metre puts the beat. The lines average 10.1 syllables. 29% of the lines run on without a stop at the line end.

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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 AABBCCDDCCE-E- withoutA · doubtA · fretB · regretB · lightC · slightC · freedD · heedD · lightC · quiteC · recessE · air · lessE · were
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 pentameter. How this is done.

LineSyl.Stress
Unchanged within, to see all changed without,10˘/········
Is a blank lot and hard to bear, no doubt.10··········
Yet why at others' wanings should'st thou fret?10···/˘/˘···
Then only might'st thou feel a just regret,10·/˘·····˘/
Hadst thou withheld thy love or hid thy light10··˘/······
In selfish forethought of neglect and slight.10·/˘/··˘/··
O wiselier then, from feeble yearnings freed,11······/˘/˘·
While, and on whom, thou may'st--shine on! nor heed10··········
Whether the object by reflected light10···/˘·˘/˘·
Return thy radiance or absorb it quite:10˘/·/˘·˘/··
And though thou notest from thy safe recess10········˘/
Old friends burn dim, like lamps in noisome air,10·······/˘·
Love them for what they are; nor love them less,10··········
Because to thee they are not what they were.10··········

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