Lispeth

Rudyard Kipling (1865–1936) · 1912

common measure · ABAB · 8 lines · from Songs from Books

When the Earth was sick and the Skies were grey,And the woods were rotted with rain,The Dead Man rode through the autumn dayTo visit his love again.

His love she neither saw nor heard,So heavy was her shame;And tho' the babe within her stirredShe knew not that he came.

Words in this poem

rode n.
Redness; complexion. [See Rud.]
babe n.
An infant; a young child of either sex; a baby. [Cf. Ir. bab, baban, W. baban, maban.]

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

About this text

Lispeth is in the public domain. This text is taken from Songs from Books, Project Gutenberg ebook #15529; the transcription's header, footer and licence were removed and nothing else was changed. You may copy, print and reuse it freely.

Cite as: Rudyard Kipling, Lispeth, in Songs from Books (1912), text of Project Gutenberg ebook #15529, Laurel, https://laurelpoetry.com/poem/kipling-songs-from-books/lispeth.html, id L20291.

Form and metre

Lispeth is 8 lines in 2 stanzas of 4 lines each. Every stanza rhymes ABAB. The metre is common measure, measured from the stress the words themselves fix (confidence 82%).

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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 ABAB greyA · rainB · dayA · againB
  2. 2 ABAB heardA · shameB · stirredA · cameB
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.

LineSyl.Stress
When the Earth was sick and the Skies were grey,10··········
And the woods were rotted with rain,8····/˘··
The Dead Man rode through the autumn day9······/˘·
To visit his love again.7·/˘··˘/
His love she neither saw nor heard,8···/˘···
So heavy was her shame;6·/˘···
And tho' the babe within her stirred8········
She knew not that he came.6······

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