The Thin Edge

Dorothy Parker (1893–1967) · 1926

iambic tetrameter · ABABAB · 6 lines · from Enough Rope

With you, my heart is quiet here,And all my thoughts are cool as rain.I sit and let the shifting yearGo by before the window-pane,And reach my hand to yours, my dear ...I wonder what it's like in Spain.

Words in this poem

pane n.
The narrow edge of a hammer head. See Peen. [F. panne.]

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

About this text

The Thin Edge is in the public domain. This text is taken from Enough Rope: Poems, Project Gutenberg ebook #68353; the transcription's header, footer and licence were removed and nothing else was changed. You may copy, print and reuse it freely.

Cite as: Dorothy Parker, The Thin Edge, in Enough Rope (1926), text of Project Gutenberg ebook #68353, Laurel, https://laurelpoetry.com/poem/parker-enough-rope/the-thin-edge.html, id L27374.

Form and metre

The Thin Edge is 6 lines in a single stanza. It rhymes ABABAB. The metre is iambic tetrameter, measured from the stress the words themselves fix (confidence 97%).

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 ABABAB hereA · rainB · yearA · paneB · dearA · spainB
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
With you, my heart is quiet here,8·····/˘·
And all my thoughts are cool as rain.8········
I sit and let the shifting year8·····/˘·
Go by before the window-pane,8·····/˘·
And reach my hand to yours, my dear ...8········
I wonder what it's like in Spain.8·/˘·····

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