Hell’s Pavement

John Masefield (1878–1967) · 1902

iambic heptameter · 18 lines · from Salt-Water Ballads

‘When I’m discharged in Liverpool ’n’ draws my bit o’ pay,I won’t come to sea no more.I’ll court a pretty little lass ’n’ have a weddin’ day,’N’ settle somewhere down ashore.I’ll never fare to sea again a-temptin’ Davy Jones,A-hearkening to the cruel sharks a-hungerin’ for my bones;I’ll run a blushin’ dairy-farm or go a-crackin’ stones,Or buy ’n’ keep a little liquor-store,’--So he said.

They towed her in to Liverpool, we made the hooker fast,And the copper-bound officials paid the crew,And Billy drew his money, but the money didn’t last,For he painted the alongshore blue,--It was rum for Poll, and rum for Nan, and gin for Jolly Jack.He shipped a week later in the clothes upon his back,He had to pinch a little straw, he had to beg a sackTo sleep on, when his watch was through,--So he did.

Words in this poem

lass n.
A youth woman; a girl; a sweetheart. [OE. lasse; prob. of Celtic origin; cf. W. llodes girl, fem. of llawd lad. (Lad a youth.]
somewhere adv.
In some place unknown or not specified; in one place or another.
billy n.
A club; esp., a policeman's club.
alongshore adv.
Along the shore or coast.

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

About this text

Hell’s Pavement is in the public domain. This text is taken from Salt-Water Ballads, Project Gutenberg ebook #52761; the transcription's header, footer and licence were removed and nothing else was changed. You may copy, print and reuse it freely.

Cite as: John Masefield, Hell’s Pavement, in Salt-Water Ballads (1902), text of Project Gutenberg ebook #52761, Laurel, https://laurelpoetry.com/poem/masefield-salt-water/hell-s-pavement.html, id L12650.

Form and metre

Hell’s Pavement is 18 lines in 2 stanzas of 9 lines each. The metre is iambic heptameter, measured from the stress the words themselves fix (confidence 91%). 100% of its stressed syllables fall where the metre puts the beat. The lines average 11.2 syllables. 6% of the lines run on without a stop at the line end.

See other poems in iambic heptameter.

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 ABABCCCB- payA · moreB · dayA · ashoreB · jonesC · bonesC · stonesC · storeB · said
  2. 2 ABABCCCB- fastA · crewB · lastA · blueB · jackC · backC · sackC · throughB · did
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 heptameter. How this is done.

LineSyl.Stress
‘When I’m discharged in Liverpool ’n’ draws my bit o’ pay,14··˘/·/˘·······
I won’t come to sea no more.7·······
I’ll court a pretty little lass ’n’ have a weddin’ day,14···/˘/˘·······
’N’ settle somewhere down ashore.8·/˘/··˘/
I’ll never fare to sea again a-temptin’ Davy Jones,14·/˘···˘/···/˘·
A-hearkening to the cruel sharks a-hungerin’ for my bones;16······/˘········
I’ll run a blushin’ dairy-farm or go a-crackin’ stones,14·····/˘·······
Or buy ’n’ keep a little liquor-store,’--10·····/˘/˘·
So he said.3···
They towed her in to Liverpool, we made the hooker fast,14·····/˘····/˘·
And the copper-bound officials paid the crew,11··/˘·˘/˘···
And Billy drew his money, but the money didn’t last,14·/˘··/˘··/˘/˘·
For he painted the alongshore blue,--9··/˘·˘/˘·
It was rum for Poll, and rum for Nan, and gin for Jolly Jack.15············/˘·
He shipped a week later in the clothes upon his back,13····/˘·······
He had to pinch a little straw, he had to beg a sack14·····/˘·······
To sleep on, when his watch was through,--8········
So he did.3···

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