Homeward Bound VIII
Thou fairest fisher maiden,Row thy boat to the land.Come here and sit beside me,Whispering, hand in hand.
Lay thy head on my bosom,And have no fear of me;For carelessly thou trustestDaily the savage sea.
My heart is like the ocean,With storm and ebb and flow,And many a pearl lies hiddenWithin its depths below.
About this text
Homeward Bound VIII 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 VIII, in Poems and Ballads (1881), text of Project Gutenberg ebook #31726, Laurel, https://laurelpoetry.com/poem/heine-poems-ballads/homeward-bound-viii.html, id L15335.
Form and metre
Homeward Bound VIII is 12 lines in 3 stanzas of 4 lines each. The metre is common measure, measured from the stress the words themselves fix (confidence 88%). 87% of its stressed syllables fall where the metre puts the beat. The lines average 6.6 syllables. 5 lines end on an unstressed syllable, a feminine ending. 17% of the lines run on without a stop at the line end.
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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 -A-A maiden · landA · me · handA
- 2 -A-A bosom · meA · trustest · seaA
- 3 -A-A ocean · flowA · hidden · belowA
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 common measure. How this is done.
| Line | Syl. | Stress |
|---|---|---|
| Thou fairest fisher maiden, | 7 | ·/˘/˘/˘ |
| Row thy boat to the land. | 6 | ······ |
| Come here and sit beside me, | 7 | ····˘/· |
| Whispering, hand in hand. | 6 | /˘˘··· |
| Lay thy head on my bosom, | 7 | ·····/˘ |
| And have no fear of me; | 6 | ······ |
| For carelessly thou trustest | 7 | ·/˘˘·/˘ |
| Daily the savage sea. | 6 | /˘·/˘· |
| My heart is like the ocean, | 7 | ·····/˘ |
| With storm and ebb and flow, | 6 | ······ |
| And many a pearl lies hidden | 7 | ·/···/˘ |
| Within its depths below. | 6 | ······ |
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