Stanzas

Aldous Huxley (1894–1963) · 1918

iambic pentameter · ABABCDCD · 24 lines · from The Defeat of Youth, and Other Poems

Thought is an unseen net wherein our mindIs taken and vainly struggles to be free:Words, that should loose our spirit, do but bindNew fetters on our hoped-for liberty:And action bears us onward like a streamPast fabulous shores, scarce seen in our swift course;Glorious--and yet its headlong currents seemBackwaters of some nobler purer force.

There are slow curves, more subtle far than thought,That stoop to carry the grace of a girl's breast;And hanging flowers, so exquisitely wroughtIn airy metal, that they seem possessedOf souls; and there are distant hills that liftThe shoulder of a goddess towards the light;And arrowy trees, sudden and sharp and swift,Piercing the spirit deeply with delight.

Would I might make these miracles my own!Like a pure angel, thinking colour and form,Hardening to rage in a flame of chiselled stone,Spilling my love like sunlight, golden and warmOn noonday flowers, speaking the song of birdsAmong the branches, whispering the fall of rain,Beyond all thought, past action and past words,I would live in beauty, free from self and pain.

Words in this poem

unseen a.
Not seen or discovered.
scarce a.
Not plentiful or abundant; in small quantity in proportion to the demand; not easily to be procured; rare; uncommon. [OE. scars, OF. escars, eschars, LL. scarpsus, for L. excerptus, p. p. of excerpere to pick out, and hence to contract, to shorten; ex (see Ex-) + carpere. See C]
glorious a.
Exhibiting attributes, qualities, or acts that are worthy of or receive glory; noble; praiseworthy; excellent; splendid; illustrious; inspiring admiration; as, glorious deeds. [OF. glorios, glorious, F. glorieux, fr. L. gloriosus. See Glory, n.]
exquisitely adv.
In an exquisite manner or degree; as, lace exquisitely wrought.
arrowy a.
Consisting of arrows.
noonday n.
Midday; twelve o'clock in the day; noon.

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

About this text

Stanzas is in the public domain. This text is taken from The Defeat of Youth, and Other Poems, Project Gutenberg ebook #24364; 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

Stanzas is 24 lines in 3 stanzas of 8 lines each. The rhyme scheme is ABABCDCD, complete in 2 of its 3 stanzas. The metre is iambic pentameter, measured from the stress the words themselves fix (confidence 82%).

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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 A-A-BCBC mindA · free · bindA · liberty · streamB · courseC · seemB · forceC
  2. 2 ABABCDCD thoughtA · breastB · wroughtA · possessedB · liftC · lightD · swiftC · delightD
  3. 3 ABABCDCD ownA · formB · stoneA · warmB · birdsC · rainD · wordsC · painD
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
Thought is an unseen net wherein our mind10···˘/···/·
Is taken and vainly struggles to be free:11·/˘·/˘/˘···
Words, that should loose our spirit, do but bind10····//˘···
New fetters on our hoped-for liberty:11·/˘·/˘··/˘˘
And action bears us onward like a stream10·/˘··/˘···
Past fabulous shores, scarce seen in our swift course;10·/˘····/··
Glorious--and yet its headlong currents seem10/˘···/·/˘·
Backwaters of some nobler purer force.10/·˘··/˘/˘·
There are slow curves, more subtle far than thought,10·····/˘···
That stoop to carry the grace of a girl's breast;11···/˘······
And hanging flowers, so exquisitely wrought10·/˘/··/˘˘·
In airy metal, that they seem possessed10·/˘/˘···˘/
Of souls; and there are distant hills that lift10·····/˘···
The shoulder of a goddess towards the light;10·/˘··/˘···
And arrowy trees, sudden and sharp and swift,11·/˘˘·/˘····
Piercing the spirit deeply with delight.10/˘·/˘/˘·˘/
Would I might make these miracles my own!10·····/˘˘··
Like a pure angel, thinking colour and form,11···/˘/˘/˘··
Hardening to rage in a flame of chiselled stone,11/˘······/˘·
Spilling my love like sunlight, golden and warm11/˘···/·/˘··
On noonday flowers, speaking the song of birds10·/˘//˘····
Among the branches, whispering the fall of rain,11···/˘/˘····
Beyond all thought, past action and past words,10·····/˘···
I would live in beauty, free from self and pain.11····/˘·····

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