The Dream

Amy Levy (1861–1889) · 1889

trochaic tetrameter · 25 lines · from A London Plane-Tree, and Other Verse

Believe me, this was true last night,Tho’ it is false to-day.

A fair dream to my chamber flew:Such a crowd of folk that stirred,Jested, fluttered; only you,You alone of all that band,Calm and silent, spake no word.Only once you neared my place,And your hand one moment’s spaceSought the fingers of my hand;Your eyes flashed to mine; I knewAll was well between us two.

On from dream to dream I past,But the first sweet vision castMystic radiance o’er the last.

When I woke the pale night layStill, expectant of the day;All about the chamber hungTender shade of twilight gloom;The fair dream hovered round me, clungTo my thought like faint perfume:--Like sweet odours, such as clingTo the void flask, which erst enclosesAttar of rose; or the pale stringOf amber which has lain with roses.

Words in this poem

folk n.
In Anglo-Saxon times, the people of a group of townships or villages; a community; a tribe. [AS. folc; akin to D. volk, OS. & OHG. folk, G. volk, Icel. f, Sw. & Dan. folk, Lith. pulkas crowd, and perh. to E. follow.]
clung a.
Wasted away; shrunken. [Prop. p. p. fr. OE. clingen to wither. See Cling, v. i.]
attar n.
A fragrant essential oil; esp., a volatile and highly fragrant essential oil obtained from the petals of roses. [Also written otto and ottar.] [Per. 'atar perfume, essence, Ar. 'itr, fr. 'atara to smell sweet. Cf. Otto.]

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

About this text

The Dream 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, The Dream, in A London Plane-Tree, and Other Verse (1889), text of Project Gutenberg ebook #56974, Laurel, https://laurelpoetry.com/poem/levy-london-plane-tree/the-dream.html, id L21536.

Form and metre

The Dream is 25 lines in 4 stanzas. The metre is trochaic tetrameter, measured from the stress the words themselves fix (confidence 83%).

See other poems in trochaic tetrameter.

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 ABACBDDCAA flewA · stirredB · youA · bandC · wordB · placeD · spaceD · handC · knewA · twoA
  2. 3 AAA pastA · castA · lastA
  3. 4 AABCBCDEDE layA · dayA · hungB · gloomC · clungB · perfumeC · clingD · enclosesE · stringD · rosesE
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 trochaic tetrameter. How this is done.

LineSyl.Stress
Believe me, this was true last night,8˘/······
Tho’ it is false to-day.6······
A fair dream to my chamber flew:8·····/˘·
Such a crowd of folk that stirred,8·······˘
Jested, fluttered; only you,8/˘/˘˘/˘·
You alone of all that band,7·˘/····
Calm and silent, spake no word.7··/˘···
Only once you neared my place,8/˘···˘··
And your hand one moment’s space7····/˘·
Sought the fingers of my hand;7··/˘···
Your eyes flashed to mine; I knew8···˘····
All was well between us two.7·······
On from dream to dream I past,7·······
But the first sweet vision cast7····/˘·
Mystic radiance o’er the last.8/˘/˘˘···
When I woke the pale night lay7·······
Still, expectant of the day;7·˘/˘···
All about the chamber hung7····/˘·
Tender shade of twilight gloom;7/˘··/··
The fair dream hovered round me, clung8···/˘···
To my thought like faint perfume:--7·····˘/
Like sweet odours, such as cling7··/˘···
To the void flask, which erst encloses9······˘/˘
Attar of rose; or the pale string8/˘······
Of amber which has lain with roses.9·/˘····/˘

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