Lady, You Are My God

Isaac Rosenberg (1890–1918) · 1922

anapaestic dimeter · unrhymed · 10 lines · from Poems

Lady, you are my God—Lady, you are my Heaven.

If I am your GodLabour for your Heaven.

Lady, you are my God,And shall not love win Heaven?

If love made me GodDeeds must win my Heaven.

If my love made you God,What more can I for Heaven?

Words in this poem

shall v. i.
To owe; to be under obligation for. [OE. shal, schal, imp. sholde, scholde, AS. scal, sceal, I am obliged, imp. scolde, sceolde, inf. sculan; akin to OS. skulan, pres. skal, imp. skolda, D. zullen,]

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

About this text

Lady, You Are My God is in the public domain. This text is taken from Poems by Isaac Rosenberg, Project Gutenberg ebook #66889; the transcription's header, footer and licence were removed and nothing else was changed. You may copy, print and reuse it freely.

Cite as: Isaac Rosenberg, Lady, You Are My God, in Poems (1922), text of Project Gutenberg ebook #66889, Laurel, https://laurelpoetry.com/poem/rosenberg-poems/lady-you-are-my-god.html, id L02518.

Form and metre

Lady, You Are My God is 10 lines in 5 verse paragraphs. It is unrhymed, as far as the pronouncing dictionary can tell. The metre is anapaestic dimeter, measured from the stress the words themselves fix (confidence 84%). 95% of its stressed syllables fall where the metre puts the beat. The lines average 6.1 syllables. 5 lines end on an unstressed syllable, a feminine ending. 20% of the lines run on without a stop at the line end.

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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 anapaestic dimeter. How this is done.

LineSyl.Stress
Lady, you are my God—6/˘····
Lady, you are my Heaven.7/˘···/˘
If I am your God5·····
Labour for your Heaven.6/···/˘
Lady, you are my God,6/˘····
And shall not love win Heaven?7·····/˘
If love made me God5·····
Deeds must win my Heaven.6····/˘
If my love made you God,6······
What more can I for Heaven?7·····/˘

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