Crimora

James Macpherson (1736–1796) · 1760

Free verse · 8 lines · from Fragments of Ancient Poetry

Who cometh from the hill, likea cloud tinged with the beamof the west? Whose voice is that, loudas the wind, but pleasant as the harp ofCarryl? It is my love in the light ofsteel; but sad is his darkened brow.Live the mighty race of Fingal? orwhat disturbs my Connal?

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Crimora is in the public domain. This text is taken from Fragments of Ancient Poetry, Project Gutenberg ebook #8161; the transcription's header, footer and licence were removed and nothing else was changed. You may copy, print and reuse it freely.

Cite as: James Macpherson, Crimora, in Fragments of Ancient Poetry (1760), text of Project Gutenberg ebook #8161, Laurel, https://laurelpoetry.com/poem/macpherson-ossian/crimora.html, id L09639.

Form and metre

Crimora is 8 lines in a single stanza. 100% of its stressed syllables fall where the metre puts the beat. The lines average 8.0 syllables. 75% 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. 1 ---AA--- like · beam · loud · ofA · ofA · brow · or · connal
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.

LineSyl.Stress
Who cometh from the hill, like7·/˘····
a cloud tinged with the beam6······
of the west? Whose voice is that, loud8········
as the wind, but pleasant as the harp of10····/˘····
Carryl? It is my love in the light of10··········
steel; but sad is his darkened brow.8·····/˘·
Live the mighty race of Fingal? or9··/˘·····
what disturbs my Connal?6·˘/···

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