53. Udaishō Michi-tsuna no Haha
All through the long and dreary nightI lie awake and moan;How desolate my chamber feels,How weary I have grownOf being left alone!
Words in this poem
- dreary a.
- Sorrowful; distressful. [OE. dreori, dreri, AS. dreórig, sad; akin to G. traurig, and prob. to AS. dreósan to fall, Goth. driusan. Cf. Dross, Drear, Drizzle, Drowse.]
Definitions and etymologies from Webster's Unabridged Dictionary, 1913.
About this text
53. Udaishō Michi-tsuna no Haha is in the public domain. This text is taken from A Hundred Verses from Old Japan (the Hyaku-nin-isshiu), Internet Archive, the William N. Porter 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: Various, 53. Udaishō Michi-tsuna no Haha, in A Hundred Verses from Old Japan (1909), text of Internet Archive, Laurel, https://laurelpoetry.com/poem/hyakunin-isshu/53.html, id L28538.
Form and metre
53. Udaishō Michi-tsuna no Haha is 5 lines in a single stanza. It rhymes xaxaa. This poem did not settle on a metre of its own; the book it comes from is in iambic trimeter.
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 xaxaa nightx · moana · feelsx · growna · alonea
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.
| Line | Syl. | Stress |
|---|---|---|
| All through the long and dreary night | 8 | ·····/˘· |
| I lie awake and moan; | 6 | ··˘/·· |
| How desolate my chamber feels, | 7 | ·/˘·/˘· |
| How weary I have grown | 6 | ·/˘··· |
| Of being left alone! | 6 | ·/˘·˘/ |
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