Night

John Collings Squire (1884–1958) · 1918

iambic trimeter · ABAB · 8 lines · from Poems: First Series

Ah! sleep is sweet, but yetI will not sleep awhileNor for a space forgetThe toil of that last mile;

But lie awake and feelThe cool sheets' tremulous kissesO'er all my body steal...Is sleep as sweet as this is?

Words in this poem

awhile adv.
For a while; for some time; for a short time. [Adj. a + while time, interval.]

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

About this text

Night is in the public domain. This text is taken from Poems - First Series, Project Gutenberg ebook #37860; the transcription's header, footer and licence were removed and nothing else was changed. You may copy, print and reuse it freely.

Cite as: John Collings Squire, Night, in Poems: First Series (1918), text of Project Gutenberg ebook #37860, Laurel, https://laurelpoetry.com/poem/squire-poems/night.html, id L23147.

Form and metre

Night is 8 lines in 2 stanzas of 4 lines each. Every stanza rhymes ABAB. The metre is iambic trimeter, measured from the stress the words themselves fix (confidence 88%).

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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 ABAB yetA · awhileB · forgetA · mileB
  2. 2 ABAB feelA · kissesB · stealA · isB
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 trimeter. How this is done.

LineSyl.Stress
Ah! sleep is sweet, but yet6······
I will not sleep awhile6····˘/
Nor for a space forget6····˘/
The toil of that last mile;6······
But lie awake and feel6··˘/··
The cool sheets' tremulous kisses7···/˘/˘
O'er all my body steal...6···/˘·
Is sleep as sweet as this is?7·······

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