Ida Chicken

Edgar Lee Masters (1868–1950) · 1915

iambic pentameter · 18 lines · from Spoon River Anthology

After I had attended lecturesAt our Chautauqua, and studied FrenchFor twenty years, committing the grammarAlmost by heart,I thought I’d take a trip to ParisTo give my culture a final polish.So I went to Peoria for a passport—(Thomas Rhodes was on the train that morning.)And there the clerk of the district CourtMade me swear to support and defendThe constitution—yes, even me—Who couldn’t defend or support it at all!And what do you think? That very morningThe Federal Judge, in the very next roomTo the room where I took the oath,Decided the constitutionExempted Rhodes from paying taxesFor the water works of Spoon River!

Words in this poem

went n.
Course; way; path; journey; direction.
passport n.
Permission to pass; a document given by the competent officer of a state, permitting the person therein named to pass or travel from place to place, without molestation, by land or by water. [F. passeport, orig., a permission to leave a port or to sail into it; passer to pass + port a port, harbor. See Pass, and Port a harbor.]
clerk n.
A clergyman or ecclesiastic. [Either OF. clerc, fr. L. clericus a priest, or AS. clerc, cleric, clerk, priest, fr. L. clericus, fr. Gr. Clergy.]

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

About this text

Ida Chicken is in the public domain. This text is taken from Spoon River Anthology, Project Gutenberg ebook #1280; the transcription's header, footer and licence were removed and nothing else was changed. You may copy, print and reuse it freely.

Cite as: Edgar Lee Masters, Ida Chicken, in Spoon River Anthology (1915), text of Project Gutenberg ebook #1280, Laurel, https://laurelpoetry.com/poem/masters-spoon-river/ida-chicken.html, id L07834.

Form and metre

Ida Chicken is 18 lines in a single stanza. The metre is iambic pentameter, measured from the stress the words themselves fix (confidence 75%). 78% of its stressed syllables fall where the metre puts the beat. The lines average 9.3 syllables. 9 lines end on an unstressed syllable, a feminine ending. 56% of the lines run on without a stop at the line end.

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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. 1 ------ABA---B----- lectures · french · grammar · heart · paris · polish · passportA · morningB · courtA · defend · me · all · morningB · room · oath · constitution · taxes · river
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 pentameter. How this is done.

LineSyl.Stress
After I had attended lectures9····˘/˘/˘
At our Chautauqua, and studied French10·/˘˘/˘·/˘·
For twenty years, committing the grammar10·/˘·˘/˘·/˘
Almost by heart,4/···
I thought I’d take a trip to Paris9·······/˘
To give my culture a final polish.10···/˘·/˘/˘
So I went to Peoria for a passport—12····˘/˘˘··/·
(Thomas Rhodes was on the train that morning.)10/˘······/˘
And there the clerk of the district Court9······/˘·
Made me swear to support and defend9····˘/·˘/
The constitution—yes, even me—9··˘/˘·/˘·
Who couldn’t defend or support it at all!11·/˘˘/·˘/···
And what do you think? That very morning10······/˘/˘
The Federal Judge, in the very next room11·/˘˘···/˘··
To the room where I took the oath,8········
Decided the constitution8˘/˘··˘/˘
Exempted Rhodes from paying taxes9˘/˘··/˘/˘
For the water works of Spoon River!9··/˘···/˘

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