III. 42
Ye dreams, ye dreams,Where is your sweetness?Where thou, where thouO joy of night?Disappeared has it,The joyous dream;And solitaryIn darkness deepI awaken.Round my bedIs silent night.At once are cooled,At once are fled,All in a crowdThe dreams of Love--Still with longingThe soul is filledAnd grasps of sleepThe memory.O Love, O Love,O hear my prayer:Again send meThose visions thine,And on the morrowRaptured anewLet me dieWithout awaking!
About this text
III. 42 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. 42, in Poems (1888), text of Project Gutenberg ebook #54991, Laurel, https://laurelpoetry.com/poem/pushkin-poems/iii-42.html, id L25538.
Form and metre
III. 42 is 27 lines in a single stanza. The metre is iambic dimeter, measured from the stress the words themselves fix (confidence 93%).
See other poems in iambic dimeter.
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-CA-C-D--B-D-E---E- dreams · sweetness · thou · nightA · it · dream · solitary · deepB · awaken · bedC · nightA · cooled · fledC · crowd · loveD · longing · filled · sleepB · memory · loveD · prayer · meE · thine · morrow · anew · dieE · awaking
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 dimeter. How this is done.
| Line | Syl. | Stress |
|---|---|---|
| Ye dreams, ye dreams, | 4 | ···· |
| Where is your sweetness? | 5 | ···/˘ |
| Where thou, where thou | 4 | ···· |
| O joy of night? | 4 | ···· |
| Disappeared has it, | 5 | ·˘/·· |
| The joyous dream; | 4 | ·/˘· |
| And solitary | 5 | ·/˘·˘ |
| In darkness deep | 4 | ·/˘· |
| I awaken. | 4 | ·˘/˘ |
| Round my bed | 3 | ··· |
| Is silent night. | 4 | ·/˘· |
| At once are cooled, | 4 | ···· |
| At once are fled, | 4 | ···· |
| All in a crowd | 4 | ···· |
| The dreams of Love-- | 4 | ···· |
| Still with longing | 4 | ··/˘ |
| The soul is filled | 4 | ···· |
| And grasps of sleep | 4 | ···· |
| The memory. | 4 | ·/˘˘ |
| O Love, O Love, | 4 | ···· |
| O hear my prayer: | 4 | ···· |
| Again send me | 4 | ˘/·· |
| Those visions thine, | 4 | ·/˘· |
| And on the morrow | 5 | ···/˘ |
| Raptured anew | 4 | /˘˘/ |
| Let me die | 3 | ··· |
| Without awaking! | 5 | ··˘/˘ |
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