Paradise: In a Dream

Christina Rossetti (1830–1894) · 1862

iambic tetrameter · 48 lines · from Goblin Market and Other Poems

Once in a dream I saw the flowersThat bud and bloom in Paradise;More fair they are than waking eyesHave seen in all this world of ours.And faint the perfume-bearing rose,And faint the lily on its stem,And faint the perfect violetCompared with them.

I heard the songs of Paradise:Each bird sat singing in his place;A tender song so full of graceIt soared like incense to the skies.Each bird sat singing to his mateSoft cooing notes among the trees:The nightingale herself were coldTo such as these.

I saw the fourfold River flow,And deep it was, with golden sand;It flowed between a mossy landWith murmured music grave and low.It hath refreshment for all thirst,For fainting spirits strength and rest:Earth holds not such a draught as thisFrom east to west.

The Tree of Life stood budding there,Abundant with its twelvefold fruits;Eternal sap sustains its roots,Its shadowing branches fill the air.Its leaves are healing for the world,Its fruit the hungry world can feed,Sweeter than honey to the tasteAnd balm indeed.

I saw the gate called Beautiful;And looked, but scarce could look, within;I saw the golden streets begin,And outskirts of the glassy pool.Oh harps, oh crowns of plenteous stars,Oh green palm-branches many-leaved--Eye hath not seen, nor ear hath heard,Nor heart conceived.

I hope to see these things again,But not as once in dreams by night;To see them with my very sight,And touch, and handle, and attain:To have all Heaven beneath my feetFor narrow way that once they trod;To have my part with all the saints,And with my God.

Words in this poem

shadowing n.
Shade, or gradation of light and color; shading. Feltham.
scarce a.
Not plentiful or abundant; in small quantity in proportion to the demand; not easily to be procured; rare; uncommon. [OE. scars, OF. escars, eschars, LL. scarpsus, for L. excerptus, p. p. of excerpere to pick out, and hence to contract, to shorten; ex (see Ex-) + carpere. See C]

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

About this text

Paradise: In a Dream is in the public domain. This text is taken from Goblin Market, The Prince's Progress, and Other Poems, Project Gutenberg ebook #16950; the transcription's header, footer and licence were removed and nothing else was changed. You may copy, print and reuse it freely.

Cite as: Christina Rossetti, Paradise: In a Dream, in Goblin Market and Other Poems (1862), text of Project Gutenberg ebook #16950, Laurel, https://laurelpoetry.com/poem/rossetti-goblin-market/paradise-in-a-dream.html, id L04364.

Form and metre

Paradise: In a Dream is 48 lines in 6 stanzas of 8 lines each. The metre is iambic tetrameter, measured from the stress the words themselves fix (confidence 89%). 95% of its stressed syllables fall where the metre puts the beat. The lines average 7.6 syllables. 4 lines end on an unstressed syllable, a feminine ending. 21% of the lines run on without a stop at the line end.

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-AAAB-B flowersA · paradise · eyesA · oursA · roseA · stemB · violet · themB
  2. 2 -AA--B-B paradise · placeA · graceA · skies · mate · treesB · cold · theseB
  3. 3 ABBA-C-C flowA · sandB · landB · lowA · thirst · restC · this · westC
  4. 4 ABBA-C-C thereA · fruitsB · rootsB · airA · world · feedC · taste · indeedC
  5. 5 ABBA-C-C beautifulA · withinB · beginB · poolA · stars · leavedC · heard · conceivedC
  6. 6 ABBA-C-C againA · nightB · sightB · attainA · feet · trodC · saints · godC
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
Once in a dream I saw the flowers9·······/˘
That bud and bloom in Paradise;8·····/˘·
More fair they are than waking eyes8·····/˘·
Have seen in all this world of ours.9·······/˘
And faint the perfume-bearing rose,8···˘//˘·
And faint the lily on its stem,8···/˘···
And faint the perfect violet8···/·/˘˘
Compared with them.4˘/··
I heard the songs of Paradise:8·····/˘·
Each bird sat singing in his place;8···/˘···
A tender song so full of grace8·/˘·····
It soared like incense to the skies.8···˘/···
Each bird sat singing to his mate8···/˘···
Soft cooing notes among the trees:8·/˘·····
The nightingale herself were cold8·/˘˘˘/··
To such as these.4····
I saw the fourfold River flow,8···///˘·
And deep it was, with golden sand;8·····/˘·
It flowed between a mossy land8·····/˘·
With murmured music grave and low.8·/˘/˘···
It hath refreshment for all thirst,8··˘/˘···
For fainting spirits strength and rest:8·/˘/˘···
Earth holds not such a draught as this8········
From east to west.4····
The Tree of Life stood budding there,8·····/˘·
Abundant with its twelvefold fruits;9˘/˘······
Eternal sap sustains its roots,8˘/˘·˘/··
Its shadowing branches fill the air.8·/˘/˘···
Its leaves are healing for the world,8···/˘···
Its fruit the hungry world can feed,8···/˘···
Sweeter than honey to the taste8/˘·/˘···
And balm indeed.4··˘/
I saw the gate called Beautiful;8·····/˘˘
And looked, but scarce could look, within;8········
I saw the golden streets begin,8···/˘·˘/
And outskirts of the glassy pool.8·/···/˘·
Oh harps, oh crowns of plenteous stars,9·····/˘˘·
Oh green palm-branches many-leaved--8···/˘/˘·
Eye hath not seen, nor ear hath heard,8········
Nor heart conceived.4··˘/
I hope to see these things again,8······˘/
But not as once in dreams by night;8········
To see them with my very sight,8·····/˘·
And touch, and handle, and attain:8···/˘·˘/
To have all Heaven beneath my feet8···/····
For narrow way that once they trod;8·/˘·····
To have my part with all the saints,8········
And with my God.4····

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