Low-Tide

Edna St. Vincent Millay (1892–1950) · 1923

iambic tetrameter · 12 lines · from Poems

These wet rocks where the tide has been,Barnacled white and weeded brownAnd slimed beneath to a beautiful green,These wet rocks where the tide went downWill show again when the tide is highFaint and perilous, far from shore,No place to dream, but a place to die,--The bottom of the sea once more.There was a child that wandered throughA giant’s empty house all day,--House full of wonderful things and new,But no fit place for a child to play.

Words in this poem

went n.
Course; way; path; journey; direction.

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

About this text

Low-Tide is in the public domain. This text is taken from Poems, Project Gutenberg ebook #59167; the transcription's header, footer and licence were removed and nothing else was changed. You may copy, print and reuse it freely.

Cite as: Edna St. Vincent Millay, Low-Tide, in Poems (1923), text of Project Gutenberg ebook #59167, Laurel, https://laurelpoetry.com/poem/millay-poems/low-tide.html, id L24370.

Form and metre

Low-Tide is 12 lines in a single stanza. The metre is iambic tetrameter, measured from the stress the words themselves fix (confidence 81%).

See other poems in iambic tetrameter.

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-ABCBCDEDE been · brownA · green · downA · highB · shoreC · dieB · moreC · throughD · dayE · newD · playE
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 tetrameter. How this is done.

LineSyl.Stress
These wet rocks where the tide has been,8········
Barnacled white and weeded brown8/˘˘··/˘·
And slimed beneath to a beautiful green,9······/˘·
These wet rocks where the tide went down8········
Will show again when the tide is high9··˘/·····
Faint and perilous, far from shore,8··/˘˘···
No place to dream, but a place to die,--9·········
The bottom of the sea once more.8·/˘·····
There was a child that wandered through8·····/˘·
A giant’s empty house all day,--8·/˘/˘···
House full of wonderful things and new,8···/˘···
But no fit place for a child to play.9·········

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