Homeward Bound LXXIII

Heinrich Heine (1797–1856), translated by Emma Lazarus · 1881

iambic trimeter · 20 lines · from Poems and Ballads

Like shadows black the housesUprise in long array.Enveloped in my mantleI hurry on my way.

The old cathedral-belfryChimes midnight grave and slow.With all her charms and kissesMy love awaits me now.

The moon is my companion,Kind-beaming from the skyI reach the house beloved,And joyously I cry--

"I thank thee, trusty servant,That thou hast cheered my way.And now, dear moon, I leave thee.On others shed thy ray.

"And if a lonely loverWho sings of grief, thou see,Oh give him such sweet solaceAs thou hast given me."

Words in this poem

uprise v. i.
To rise; to get up; to appear from below the horizon.
thank n.
A expression of gratitude; an acknowledgment expressive of a sense of favor or kindness received; obligation, claim, or desert, or gratitude; -- now generally used in the plural. [AS. Þanc, Þonc, thanks, favor, thought; akin to OS. thank favor, pleasure, thanks, D. & G. dank thanks, Icel. Þ\'94kk, Dan. tak, Sw. tack, Goth. Þagks thanks; -]
hast
, 2d pers. sing. pres. of. Fave, contr. of havest.
solace n.
Comfort in grief; alleviation of grief or anxiety; also, that which relieves in distress; that which cheers or consoles; relief. [OF. solas, ssoulaz, L. solacium, solatium, fr. solari to comfort, console. Cf. Console, v. t.]

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

About this text

Homeward Bound LXXIII is in the public domain. This text is taken from Poems and Ballads, Project Gutenberg ebook #31726, the Emma Lazarus translation; the transcription's header, footer and licence were removed and nothing else was changed. You may copy, print and reuse it freely.

Cite as: Heinrich Heine, Homeward Bound LXXIII, in Poems and Ballads (1881), text of Project Gutenberg ebook #31726, Laurel, https://laurelpoetry.com/poem/heine-poems-ballads/homeward-bound-lxxiii.html, id L15398.

Form and metre

Homeward Bound LXXIII is 20 lines in 5 stanzas of 4 lines each. The metre is iambic trimeter, measured from the stress the words themselves fix (confidence 95%). 95% of its stressed syllables fall where the metre puts the beat. The lines average 6.5 syllables. 9 lines end on an unstressed syllable, a feminine ending. 35% of the lines run on without a stop at the line end.

See other poems in iambic trimeter.

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-A houses · arrayA · mantle · wayA
  2. 3 -A-A companion · skyA · beloved · cryA
  3. 4 -A-A servant · wayA · thee · rayA
  4. 5 -A-A lover · seeA · solace · meA
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 trimeter. How this is done.

LineSyl.Stress
Like shadows black the houses7·/···/˘
Uprise in long array.6/˘··˘/
Enveloped in my mantle8˘/˘˘··/˘
I hurry on my way.6·/˘···
The old cathedral-belfry7··˘/˘/˘
Chimes midnight grave and slow.6·/····
With all her charms and kisses7·····/˘
My love awaits me now.6··˘/··
The moon is my companion,7····˘/˘
Kind-beaming from the sky6·/˘···
I reach the house beloved,7····˘/˘
And joyously I cry--5·····
"I thank thee, trusty servant,7···/˘/˘
That thou hast cheered my way.7····˘··
And now, dear moon, I leave thee.7·······
On others shed thy ray.6·/˘···
"And if a lonely lover7···/˘/˘
Who sings of grief, thou see,6······
Oh give him such sweet solace7·····/˘
As thou hast given me."6···/˘·

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