The Poet and His Songs
As the birds come in the Spring,We know not from where;As the stars come at eveningFrom depths of the air;
As the rain comes from the cloud,And the brook from the ground;As suddenly, low or loud,Out of silence a sound;
As the grape comes to the vine,The fruit to the tree;As the wind comes to the pine,And the tide to the sea;
As come the white sails of shipsO'er the ocean's verge;As comes the smile to the lips,The foam to the surge;
So come to the Poet his songs,All hitherward blownFrom the misty realm, that belongsTo the vast unknown.
His, and not his, are the laysHe sings; and their fameIs his, and not his; and the praiseAnd the pride of a name.
For voices pursue him by day,And haunt him by night,And he listens, and needs must obey,When the Angel says: "Write!"
Words in this poem
- hitherward adv.
- Toward this place; hither. [AS. hiderweard.]
- needs adv.
- Of necessity; necessarily; indispensably; -- often with must, and equivalent to of need. [Orig. gen. of need, used as an adverb. Cf. - wards.]
Definitions and etymologies from Webster's Unabridged Dictionary, 1913.
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The Poet and His Songs is in the public domain. This text is taken from The Complete Poetical Works of Henry Wadsworth Longfellow, Project Gutenberg ebook #1365; 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
The Poet and His Songs is 28 lines in 7 stanzas of 4 lines each. Every stanza rhymes ABAB. 94% of its stressed syllables fall where the metre puts the beat. The lines average 6.4 syllables. 1 line ends on an unstressed syllable, a feminine ending. 25% of the lines run on without a stop at the line end.
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 ABAB springA · whereB · eveningA · airB
- 2 ABAB cloudA · groundB · loudA · soundB
- 3 ABAB vineA · treeB · pineA · seaB
- 4 ABAB shipsA · vergeB · lipsA · surgeB
- 5 ABAB songsA · blownB · belongsA · unknownB
- 6 ABAB laysA · fameB · praiseA · nameB
- 7 ABAB dayA · nightB · obeyA · writeB
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. How this is done.
| Line | Syl. | Stress |
|---|---|---|
| As the birds come in the Spring, | 7 | ······· |
| We know not from where; | 5 | ····· |
| As the stars come at evening | 7 | ·····/˘ |
| From depths of the air; | 5 | ····· |
| As the rain comes from the cloud, | 7 | ······· |
| And the brook from the ground; | 6 | ······ |
| As suddenly, low or loud, | 7 | ·/˘˘··· |
| Out of silence a sound; | 6 | ··/˘·· |
| As the grape comes to the vine, | 7 | ······· |
| The fruit to the tree; | 5 | ····· |
| As the wind comes to the pine, | 7 | ······· |
| And the tide to the sea; | 6 | ······ |
| As come the white sails of ships | 7 | ······· |
| O'er the ocean's verge; | 5 | ··/˘· |
| As comes the smile to the lips, | 7 | ······· |
| The foam to the surge; | 5 | ····· |
| So come to the Poet his songs, | 8 | ····/˘·· |
| All hitherward blown | 5 | ·/˘˘· |
| From the misty realm, that belongs | 8 | ··/˘··˘/ |
| To the vast unknown. | 5 | ···˘/ |
| His, and not his, are the lays | 7 | ······· |
| He sings; and their fame | 5 | ····· |
| Is his, and not his; and the praise | 8 | ········ |
| And the pride of a name. | 6 | ······ |
| For voices pursue him by day, | 8 | ·/˘˘/··· |
| And haunt him by night, | 5 | ····· |
| And he listens, and needs must obey, | 9 | ··/˘···˘/ |
| When the Angel says: "Write!" | 6 | ··/˘·· |
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