III. 41
Dear my friend, we are now parted,My soul's asleep; I grieve in silence.Gleams the day behind the mountain blue,Or rises the night with moon autumnal,--Still thee I seek, my far off friend,Thee alone remember I everywhere,Thee alone in restless sleep I see.Pauses my mind, unwittingly thee I call;Listens mine ear, then thy voice I hear.
And thou my lyre, my despair dost share,Of sick my soul companion thou!Hollow is and sad the sound of thy string,Grief's sound alone hast not forgot....Faithful lyre, with me grieve thou!Let thine easy note and carelessSing of love mine and despair,And while listening to thy singingMay thoughtfully the maidens sigh!
Words in this poem
- hast
- , 2d pers. sing. pres. of. Fave, contr. of havest.
Definitions and etymologies from Webster's Unabridged Dictionary, 1913.
About this text
III. 41 is in the public domain. This text is taken from Poems With Introduction and Notes, Project Gutenberg ebook #54991; the transcription's header, footer and licence were removed and nothing else was changed. You may copy, print and reuse it freely.
Cite as: Alexander Pushkin, III. 41, in Poems (1888), text of Project Gutenberg ebook #54991, Laurel, https://laurelpoetry.com/poem/pushkin-poems/iii-41.html, id L25544.
Form and metre
III. 41 is 18 lines in 2 stanzas of 9 lines each. The metre is trochaic pentameter, measured from the stress the words themselves fix (confidence 76%).
See other poems in trochaic 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 ---A-B-AB parted · silence · blue · autumnalA · friend · everywhereB · see · callA · hearB
- 2 AB--B-A-- shareA · thouB · string · forgot · thouB · careless · despairA · singing · sigh
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 trochaic pentameter. How this is done.
| Line | Syl. | Stress |
|---|---|---|
| Dear my friend, we are now parted, | 8 | ······/˘ |
| My soul's asleep; I grieve in silence. | 9 | ··˘/···/˘ |
| Gleams the day behind the mountain blue, | 9 | ······/˘· |
| Or rises the night with moon autumnal,-- | 10 | ·/˘····˘/˘ |
| Still thee I seek, my far off friend, | 8 | ········ |
| Thee alone remember I everywhere, | 10 | ·˘/˘/˘·/˘· |
| Thee alone in restless sleep I see. | 9 | ·˘/·/˘··· |
| Pauses my mind, unwittingly thee I call; | 10 | /˘··˘/˘··· |
| Listens mine ear, then thy voice I hear. | 9 | /˘······· |
| And thou my lyre, my despair dost share, | 9 | ·····˘/·· |
| Of sick my soul companion thou! | 8 | ····˘/˘· |
| Hollow is and sad the sound of thy string, | 10 | /˘········ |
| Grief's sound alone hast not forgot.... | 8 | ··˘/··˘/ |
| Faithful lyre, with me grieve thou! | 7 | /˘····· |
| Let thine easy note and careless | 8 | ··/˘··/˘ |
| Sing of love mine and despair, | 7 | ·····˘/ |
| And while listening to thy singing | 9 | ··/˘˘··/˘ |
| May thoughtfully the maidens sigh! | 8 | ·/˘˘·/˘· |
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