1124. On Himself

Robert Herrick (1591–1674) · 1648

iambic tetrameter · rhyming couplets · 4 lines · from Hesperides

I'll write no more of love; but now repentOf all those times that I in it have spent.I'll write no more of life; but wish 'twas ended,And that my dust was to the earth commended.

Words in this poem

repent a.
Prostrate and rooting; -- said of stems. Gray. [L. repens, -entis, creeping, p. pr. of repere to creep.]

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

About this text

1124. On Himself is in the public domain. This text is taken from The Hesperides & Noble Numbers: Vol. 1 and 2, Project Gutenberg ebook #22421; the transcription's header, footer and licence were removed and nothing else was changed. You may copy, print and reuse it freely.

Cite as: Robert Herrick, 1124. On Himself, in Hesperides (1648), text of Project Gutenberg ebook #22421, Laurel, https://laurelpoetry.com/poem/herrick-hesperides/1124-on-himself.html, id L06005.

Form and metre

1124. On Himself is 4 lines in a single stanza. It is in rhyming couplets. The lines average 10.5 syllables. 2 lines end on an unstressed syllable, a feminine ending.

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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. 1 AABB repentA · spentA · endedB · commendedB
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
I'll write no more of love; but now repent10········˘/
Of all those times that I in it have spent.10··········
I'll write no more of life; but wish 'twas ended,11·········/˘
And that my dust was to the earth commended.11········˘/˘

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