Silas Dement

Edgar Lee Masters (1868–1950) · 1915

iambic pentameter · 25 lines · from Spoon River Anthology

It was moon-light, and the earth sparkledWith new-fallen frost.It was midnight and not a soul abroad.Out of the chimney of the court-houseA gray-hound of smoke leapt and chasedThe northwest wind.I carried a ladder to the landing of the stairsAnd leaned it against the frame of the trap-doorIn the ceiling of the portico,And I crawled under the roof and amid the raftersAnd flung among the seasoned timbersA lighted handful of oil-soaked waste.Then I came down and slunk away.In a little while the fire-bell rang—Clang! Clang! Clang!And the Spoon River ladder companyCame with a dozen buckets and began to pour waterOn the glorious bon-fire, growing hotterHigher and brighter, till the walls fell inAnd the limestone columns where Lincoln stoodCrashed like trees when the woodman fells them.When I came back from JolietThere was a new court house with a dome.For I was punished like all who destroyThe past for the sake of the future.

Words in this poem

chimney n.
A fireplace or hearth. Sir W. Raleigh.
amid prep.
In the midst or middle of; surrounded or encompassed by; among. [OE. amidde, amiddes, on midden, AS. on middan, in the middle, fr. midde the middle. The s is an adverbial ending, originally marking the genitive; the t is a la]
handful n.
As much as the hand will grasp or contain. [AS. handfull.]
clang v. t.
To strike together so as to produce a ringing metallic sound. [L. clangere; akin to Gr. clank.]
glorious a.
Exhibiting attributes, qualities, or acts that are worthy of or receive glory; noble; praiseworthy; excellent; splendid; illustrious; inspiring admiration; as, glorious deeds. [OF. glorios, glorious, F. glorieux, fr. L. gloriosus. See Glory, n.]
woodman n.
A forest officer appointed to take care of the king's woods; a forester. [Eng.]

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

About this text

Silas Dement 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, Silas Dement, in Spoon River Anthology (1915), text of Project Gutenberg ebook #1280, Laurel, https://laurelpoetry.com/poem/masters-spoon-river/silas-dement.html, id L07891.

Form and metre

Silas Dement is 25 lines in a single stanza. The metre is iambic pentameter, measured from the stress the words themselves fix (confidence 76%). 92% of its stressed syllables fall where the metre puts the beat. The lines average 9.2 syllables. 7 lines end on an unstressed syllable, a feminine ending. 56% of the lines run on without a stop at the line end.

See other poems in iambic pentameter.

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 ----A------A-BB---------- sparkled · frost · abroad · house · chasedA · wind · stairs · door · portico · rafters · timbers · wasteA · away · rangB · clangB · company · water · hotter · in · stood · them · joliet · dome · destroy · future
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
It was moon-light, and the earth sparkled9·······/˘
With new-fallen frost.5··/˘·
It was midnight and not a soul abroad.10··/·····˘/
Out of the chimney of the court-house9···/˘····
A gray-hound of smoke leapt and chased8········
The northwest wind.4··/·
I carried a ladder to the landing of the stairs13·/˘·/˘··/˘···
And leaned it against the frame of the trap-door11···········
In the ceiling of the portico,9··/˘··/˘·
And I crawled under the roof and amid the rafters13········˘/·/˘
And flung among the seasoned timbers9·····/˘/˘
A lighted handful of oil-soaked waste.9·/˘/·····
Then I came down and slunk away.8······˘/
In a little while the fire-bell rang—10··/˘··/˘··
Clang! Clang! Clang!3···
And the Spoon River ladder company10···/˘/˘/˘˘
Came with a dozen buckets and began to pour water14···/˘/˘·˘/··/˘
On the glorious bon-fire, growing hotter12··/˘˘·/˘/˘/˘
Higher and brighter, till the walls fell in10/˘·/˘·····
And the limestone columns where Lincoln stood10··/·/˘·/˘·
Crashed like trees when the woodman fells them.9·····/˘··
When I came back from Joliet8·····/˘·
There was a new court house with a dome.9·········
For I was punished like all who destroy10···/˘···˘/
The past for the sake of the future.9·······/˘

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