Homeward Bound XXXVI

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

rhyming couplets · 4 lines · from Poems and Ballads

And when I lamented my cruel lot,You yawned in my face and you answered not.But now that I set it in daintiest rhyme,You flourish my trumpet all the time.

Words in this poem

lamented a.
Mourned for; bewailed.

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

About this text

Homeward Bound XXXVI 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 XXXVI, in Poems and Ballads (1881), text of Project Gutenberg ebook #31726, Laurel, https://laurelpoetry.com/poem/heine-poems-ballads/homeward-bound-xxxvi.html, id L15362.

Form and metre

Homeward Bound XXXVI is 4 lines in a single stanza. It is in rhyming couplets. The lines average 9.5 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 AABB lotA · notA · rhymeB · timeB
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. How this is done.

LineSyl.Stress
And when I lamented my cruel lot,9···˘/˘·/·
You yawned in my face and you answered not.10·······/˘·
But now that I set it in daintiest rhyme,10··········
You flourish my trumpet all the time.9·/˘·/˘···

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