Nora: A Serenade

Paul Laurence Dunbar (1872–1906) · 1893–1905

anapaestic tetrameter · 19 lines · from The Complete Poems

While Night like a spirit steals up o'er the hills;The thrush from his tree where he chanted all day,No longer his music in ecstasy trills.Then, Nora, be near me; thy presence doth cheer me,Thine eye hath a gleam that is truer than gold.

I cannot but love thee; so do not reprove me,If the strength of my passion should make me too bold.Nora, pride of my heart--Rosy cheeks, cherry lips, sparkling with glee,--Wake from thy slumbers, wherever thou art;Wake from thy slumbers to me.Ah, Nora, my Nora, there 's love in the air,--

It stirs in the numbers that thrill in my brain;Oh, sweet, sweet is love with its mingling of care,Though joy travels only a step before pain.Be roused from thy slumbers and list to my numbers;My heart is poured out in this song unto thee.Oh, be thou not cruel, thou treasure, thou jewel;Turn thine ear to my pleading and hearken to me.

Words in this poem

glee n.
Music; minstrelsy; entertainment.
wherever adv.
At or in whatever place; wheresoever.

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

About this text

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Form and metre

Nora: A Serenade is 19 lines in 3 stanzas. The metre is anapaestic tetrameter, measured from the stress the words themselves fix (confidence 87%). 89% of its stressed syllables fall where the metre puts the beat. The lines average 10.4 syllables. 1 line ends on an unstressed syllable, a feminine ending.

See other poems in anapaestic 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 A-ABC hillsA · day · trillsA · meB · goldC
  2. 2 BCDBDBE meB · boldC · heartD · gleeB · artD · meB · airE
  3. 3 FEF-B-B brainF · careE · painF · numbers · theeB · jewel · meB
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 anapaestic tetrameter. How this is done.

LineSyl.Stress
While Night like a spirit steals up o'er the hills;11····/˘·····
The thrush from his tree where he chanted all day,11·······/˘··
No longer his music in ecstasy trills.11·/˘·/˘·/˘˘·
Then, Nora, be near me; thy presence doth cheer me,12·/˘····/˘···
Thine eye hath a gleam that is truer than gold.11·······/˘··
I cannot but love thee; so do not reprove me,12·˘/······˘/·
If the strength of my passion should make me too bold.12·····/˘·····
Nora, pride of my heart--6/˘····
Rosy cheeks, cherry lips, sparkling with glee,--10/˘·/˘·/˘··
Wake from thy slumbers, wherever thou art;10···/˘˘/˘··
Wake from thy slumbers to me.7···/˘··
Ah, Nora, my Nora, there 's love in the air,--12·/˘·/˘······
It stirs in the numbers that thrill in my brain;11····/˘·····
Oh, sweet, sweet is love with its mingling of care,12·······/˘˘··
Though joy travels only a step before pain.11··/˘/˘·····
Be roused from thy slumbers and list to my numbers;12····/˘····/˘
My heart is poured out in this song unto thee.12····˘·······
Oh, be thou not cruel, thou treasure, thou jewel;12····/˘·/˘·/˘
Turn thine ear to my pleading and hearken to me.12·····/˘·/˘··

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