Prologue of Laberius

Oliver Goldsmith (c. 1730–1774) · 1764–1774

iambic pentameter · heroic couplets · 20 lines · from Poems

WHAT! no way left to shun th’ inglorious stage,And save from infamy my sinking age!Scarce half alive, oppress’d with many a year,What in the name of dotage drives me here?A time there was, when glory was my guide,Nor force nor fraud could turn my steps aside;Unaw’d by pow’r, and unappall’d by fear,With honest thrift I held my honour dear;But this vile hour disperses all my store,And all my hoard of honour is no more.For ah! too partial to my life’s decline,Caesar persuades, submission must be mine;Him I obey, whom heaven itself obeys,Hopeless of pleasing, yet inclin’d to please.Here then at once, I welcome every shame,And cancel at threescore a life of fame;No more my titles shall my children tell,The old buffoon will fit my name as well;This day beyond its term my fate extends,For life is ended when our honour ends.

Words in this poem

inglorious a.
Not glorious; not bringing honor or glory; not accompanied with fame, honor, or celebrity; obscure; humble; as, an inglorious life of ease. [L. inglorious; pref. in- not + gloria glory, fame: cf. F. inglorieux. See Glory.]
scarce a.
Not plentiful or abundant; in small quantity in proportion to the demand; not easily to be procured; rare; uncommon. [OE. scars, OF. escars, eschars, LL. scarpsus, for L. excerptus, p. p. of excerpere to pick out, and hence to contract, to shorten; ex (see Ex-) + carpere. See C]
dotage n.
Feebleness or imbecility of understanding or mind, particularly in old age; the childishness of old age; senility; as, a venerable man, now in his dotage. [From Dote, v. i.]
honour n.
Esteem due or paid to worth; high estimation; respect; consideration; reverence; veneration; manifestation of respect or reverence. [OE. honor, honour, onour, onur, OF. honor, onor, honur, onur, honour, onour, F. honneur, fr. L. honor, honos.]
shall v. i.
To owe; to be under obligation for. [OE. shal, schal, imp. sholde, scholde, AS. scal, sceal, I am obliged, imp. scolde, sceolde, inf. sculan; akin to OS. skulan, pres. skal, imp. skolda, D. zullen,]

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

About this text

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Form and metre

Prologue of Laberius is 20 lines in a single stanza. It is in rhyming couplets, 90% of the lines: heroic couplets. The metre is iambic pentameter, measured from the stress the words themselves fix (confidence 92%). 92% of its stressed syllables fall where the metre puts the beat. The lines average 10.0 syllables.

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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 AABBCCBBDDEE--FFGGHH stageA · ageA · yearB · hereB · guideC · asideC · fearB · dearB · storeD · moreD · declineE · mineE · obeys · please · shameF · fameF · tellG · wellG · extendsH · endsH
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
WHAT! no way left to shun th’ inglorious stage,10······˘/˘·
And save from infamy my sinking age!10···/˘˘·/˘·
Scarce half alive, oppress’d with many a year,10··˘/˘/·/··
What in the name of dotage drives me here?10·····/˘···
A time there was, when glory was my guide,10·····/˘···
Nor force nor fraud could turn my steps aside;10········˘/
Unaw’d by pow’r, and unappall’d by fear,10··········
With honest thrift I held my honour dear;10·/˘····/˘·
But this vile hour disperses all my store,10···/˘/˘···
And all my hoard of honour is no more.10·····/˘···
For ah! too partial to my life’s decline,10···/˘···˘/
Caesar persuades, submission must be mine;10/˘˘/˘/˘···
Him I obey, whom heaven itself obeys,10··˘/·/˘/˘/
Hopeless of pleasing, yet inclin’d to please.10/˘·/˘·˘/··
Here then at once, I welcome every shame,10·····/˘/˘·
And cancel at threescore a life of fame;10·/˘·/˘····
No more my titles shall my children tell,10···/˘··/˘·
The old buffoon will fit my name as well;10··˘/······
This day beyond its term my fate extends,10········˘/
For life is ended when our honour ends.10···/˘·//˘·

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