Last Words

Amy Levy (1861–1889) · 1889

iambic trimeter · rhyming couplets · 25 lines · from A London Plane-Tree, and Other Verse

Dead! all’s done with!

These blossoms that I bring,This song that here I sing,These tears that now I shed,I give unto the dead.

There is no more to be done,Nothing beneath the sun,All the long ages through,Nothing--by me for you.

The tale is told to the end;This, ev’n, I may not know--If we were friend and friend,If we were foe and foe.

All’s done with utterly,All’s done with. Death to meWas ever Death indeed;To me no kindly creed

Consolatory was given.You were of earth, not Heaven....This dreary day, things seemVain shadows in a dream,

Or some strange, pictured show;And mine own tears that flow,My hidden tears that fall,The vainest of them all.

Words in this poem

consolatory a.
Of a consoling or comforting nature. [L. consolatorius.]
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.]
pictured a.
Furnished with pictures; represented by a picture or pictures; as, a pictured scene.

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

About this text

Last Words is in the public domain. This text is taken from A London Plane-Tree, and Other Verse, Project Gutenberg ebook #56974; the transcription's header, footer and licence were removed and nothing else was changed. You may copy, print and reuse it freely.

Cite as: Amy Levy, Last Words, in A London Plane-Tree, and Other Verse (1889), text of Project Gutenberg ebook #56974, Laurel, https://laurelpoetry.com/poem/levy-london-plane-tree/last-words.html, id L21542.

Form and metre

Last Words is 25 lines in 7 verse paragraphs. It is in rhyming couplets, 64% of the lines. The metre is iambic trimeter, measured from the stress the words themselves fix (confidence 86%).

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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. 2 AABB bringA · singA · shedB · deadB
  2. 3 AABB doneA · sunA · throughB · youB
  3. 4 ABAB endA · knowB · friendA · foeB
  4. 5 --AA utterly · me · indeedA · creedA
  5. 6 --AA given · heaven · seemA · dreamA
  6. 7 AABB showA · flowA · fallB · allB
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.

LineSyl.Stress
Dead! all’s done with!4····
These blossoms that I bring,6·/˘···
This song that here I sing,6······
These tears that now I shed,6······
I give unto the dead.6······
There is no more to be done,7·······
Nothing beneath the sun,6/˘····
All the long ages through,6···/˘·
Nothing--by me for you.6/˘····
The tale is told to the end;7·······
This, ev’n, I may not know--6······
If we were friend and friend,6······
If we were foe and foe.6······
All’s done with utterly,6···/˘˘
All’s done with. Death to me6······
Was ever Death indeed;6·/˘·˘/
To me no kindly creed6···/˘·
Consolatory was given.7˘/˘˘˘·/
You were of earth, not Heaven....7·····/˘
This dreary day, things seem6·/˘···
Vain shadows in a dream,6·/····
Or some strange, pictured show;6···/˘·
And mine own tears that flow,6······
My hidden tears that fall,6·/˘···
The vainest of them all.6·/˘···

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