Old English Lullaby

Eugene Field (1850–1895) · 1889

dactylic dimeter · AABCCCB · 28 lines · from A Little Book of Western Verse

Hush, bonnie, dinna greit;Moder will rocke her sweete,--Balow, my boy!When that his toile ben done,Daddie will come anone,--Hush thee, my lyttel one;Balow, my boy!

Gin thou dost sleepe, perchaunceFayries will come to daunce,--Balow, my boy!Oft hath thy moder seeneMoonlight and mirkland queeneDaunce on thy slumbering een,--Balow, my boy!

Then droned a bomblebeeSaftly this songe to thee:"Balow, my boy!"And a wee heather bell,Pluckt from a fayry dell,Chimed thee this rune hersell:"Balow, my boy!"

Soe, bonnie, dinna greit;Moder doth rock her sweete,--Balow, my boy!Give mee thy lyttel hand,Moder will hold it andLead thee to balow land,--Balow, my boy!

Words in this poem

dell n.
A small, retired valley; a ravine. [AS. del, akin to E. dale; cf. D. delle, del, low ground. See Dale.]
rune n.
A letter, or character, belonging to the written language of the ancient Norsemen, or Scandinavians; in a wider sense, applied to the letters of the ancient nations of Northern Europe in general. [AS. run a rune, a secret, a mystery; akin to Icel. run, OHG. & Goth. runa a secret, secret colloquy, G. & Dan. rune rune, and probably to Gr. 'ereyna^n to searc]

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

About this text

Old English Lullaby is in the public domain. This text is taken from A Little Book of Western Verse, Project Gutenberg ebook #9606; the transcription's header, footer and licence were removed and nothing else was changed. You may copy, print and reuse it freely.

Cite as: Eugene Field, Old English Lullaby, in A Little Book of Western Verse (1889), text of Project Gutenberg ebook #9606, Laurel, https://laurelpoetry.com/poem/field-western-verse/old-english-lullaby.html, id L24624.

Form and metre

Old English Lullaby is 28 lines in 4 stanzas of 7 lines each. The rhyme scheme is AABCCCB, complete in 2 of its 4 stanzas. The metre is dactylic dimeter, measured from the stress the words themselves fix (confidence 91%).

See other poems in dactylic dimeter.

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 --AB-BA greit · sweete · boyA · doneB · anone · oneB · boyA
  2. 2 AABCCCB perchaunceA · daunceA · boyB · seeneC · queeneC · eenC · boyB
  3. 3 AABCCCB bomblebeeA · theeA · boyB · bellC · dellC · hersellC · boyB
  4. 4 --ABBBA greit · sweete · boyA · handB · andB · landB · boyA
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 dactylic dimeter. How this is done.

LineSyl.Stress
Hush, bonnie, dinna greit;6·/˘···
Moder will rocke her sweete,--6/˘····
Balow, my boy!4/˘··
When that his toile ben done,7·······
Daddie will come anone,--6······
Hush thee, my lyttel one;6······
Balow, my boy!4/˘··
Gin thou dost sleepe, perchaunce6······
Fayries will come to daunce,--5·····
Balow, my boy!4/˘··
Oft hath thy moder seene6···/˘·
Moonlight and mirkland queene6/·····
Daunce on thy slumbering een,--6···/˘·
Balow, my boy!4/˘··
Then droned a bomblebee6······
Saftly this songe to thee:6······
"Balow, my boy!"4/˘··
And a wee heather bell,6···/˘·
Pluckt from a fayry dell,6······
Chimed thee this rune hersell:6······
"Balow, my boy!"4/˘··
Soe, bonnie, dinna greit;6·/˘···
Moder doth rock her sweete,--6/˘····
Balow, my boy!4/˘··
Give mee thy lyttel hand,6······
Moder will hold it and6/˘····
Lead thee to balow land,--6···/˘·
Balow, my boy!4/˘··

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