Jasmines

Claude McKay (1889–1948) · 1922

iambic pentameter · ABACBCDDEFFEGFG · 15 lines · from Harlem Shadows

Your scent is in the room.Swiftly it overwhelms and conquers me!Jasmines, night jasmines, perfect of perfume,Heavy with dew before the dawn of day!Your face was in the mirror. I could seeYou smile and vanish suddenly away,Leaving behind the vestige of a tear.Sad suffering face, from parting grown so dear!Night jasmines cannot bloom in this cold place;Without the street is wet and weird with snow;The cold nude trees are tossing to and fro;Too stormy is the night for your fond face;For your low voice too loud the wind’s mad roar.But oh, your scent is here--jasmines that growLuxuriant, clustered round your cottage door!

About this text

Jasmines is in the public domain. This text is taken from Harlem shadows, Project Gutenberg ebook #64989; the transcription's header, footer and licence were removed and nothing else was changed. You may copy, print and reuse it freely.

Cite as: Claude McKay, Jasmines, in Harlem Shadows (1922), text of Project Gutenberg ebook #64989, Laurel, https://laurelpoetry.com/poem/mckay-harlem-shadows/jasmines.html, id L01405.

Form and metre

Jasmines is 15 lines in a single stanza. It rhymes ABACBCDDEFFEGFG. The metre is iambic pentameter, measured from the stress the words themselves fix (confidence 81%). 92% of its stressed syllables fall where the metre puts the beat. The lines average 9.7 syllables. 13% 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 ABACBCDDEFFEGFG roomA · meB · perfumeA · dayC · seeB · awayC · tearD · dearD · placeE · snowF · froF · faceE · roarG · growF · doorG
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
Your scent is in the room.6······
Swiftly it overwhelms and conquers me!10/˘··˘/·/˘·
Jasmines, night jasmines, perfect of perfume,10/˘·/˘/··˘/
Heavy with dew before the dawn of day!10/˘········
Your face was in the mirror. I could see10·····/˘···
You smile and vanish suddenly away,10···/˘/˘˘˘/
Leaving behind the vestige of a tear.10/˘···/˘···
Sad suffering face, from parting grown so dear!10·/˘··/˘···
Night jasmines cannot bloom in this cold place;10·/˘/˘·····
Without the street is wet and weird with snow;10··········
The cold nude trees are tossing to and fro;10·····/˘···
Too stormy is the night for your fond face;10·/˘·······
For your low voice too loud the wind’s mad roar.10··········
But oh, your scent is here--jasmines that grow10······/˘··
Luxuriant, clustered round your cottage door!10˘/˘/˘··/˘·

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