A Call to National Service

Thomas Hardy (1840–1928) · 1917

iambic pentameter · DEF · 14 lines · from Moments of Vision and Miscellaneous Verses

UP and be doing, all who have a handTo lift, a back to bend. It must not beIn times like these that vaguely linger weTo air our vaunts and hopes; and leave our land

Untended as a wild of weeds and sand.—Say, then, “I come!” and go, O women and menOf palace, ploughshare, easel, counter, pen;That scareless, scathless, England still may stand.

Would years but let me stir as once I stirredAt many a dawn to take the forward track,And with a stride plunged on to enterprize,

I now would speed like yester wind that whirredThrough yielding pines; and serve with never a slack,So loud for promptness all around outcries!

Words in this poem

ploughshare n.
The share of a plow, or that part which cuts the slice of earth or sod at the bottom of the furrow. Plowshare bone (Anat.), the pygostyle.
easel n.
A frame (commonly) of wood serving to hold a canvas upright, or nearly upright, for the painter's convenience or for exhibition. [D. ezel ass, donkey, hence, easel, or G. esel; akin to E. ass. See Ass.]
scathless a.
Unharmed. R. L. Stevenson.
stride v. t.
To walk with long steps, especially in a measured or pompous manner. [AS. stridan to stride, to strive; akin to LG. striden, OFries. strida to strive, D. strijden to strive, to contend, G. streiten, OHG. stritan; of uncertain orig]
yester a.
Last; last past; next before; of or pertaining to yesterday. [See Yesterday.]

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

About this text

A Call to National Service is in the public domain. This text is taken from Moments of Vision and Miscellaneous Verses, Project Gutenberg ebook #3255; the transcription's header, footer and licence were removed and nothing else was changed. You may copy, print and reuse it freely.

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Form and metre

A Call to National Service is 14 lines in 4 stanzas. The rhyme scheme is DEF, complete in 2 of its 4 stanzas. The metre is iambic pentameter, measured from the stress the words themselves fix (confidence 92%).

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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 ABBA handA · beB · weB · landA
  2. 2 ACCA sandA · menC · penC · standA
  3. 3 DEF stirredD · trackE · enterprizeF
  4. 4 DEF whirredD · slackE · outcriesF
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
UP and be doing, all who have a hand10···/˘·····
To lift, a back to bend. It must not be10··········
In times like these that vaguely linger we10·····/˘/˘·
To air our vaunts and hopes; and leave our land10··/·····/·
Untended as a wild of weeds and sand.10··········
—Say, then, “I come!” and go, O women and men11·······/˘··
Of palace, ploughshare, easel, counter, pen;10·/˘/˘/˘/˘·
That scareless, scathless, England still may stand.11····/˘/˘···
Would years but let me stir as once I stirred10··········
At many a dawn to take the forward track,10·/·····/˘·
And with a stride plunged on to enterprize,10··········
I now would speed like yester wind that whirred10·····/˘···
Through yielding pines; and serve with never a slack,10·/˘····/··
So loud for promptness all around outcries!10···/˘···/·

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