Imitated

Jonathan Swift (1667–1745) · 1710–1745

iambic tetrameter · rhyming couplets · 4 lines · from Poems, Volume II

So blush'd Aurora with celestial charms,So bloom'd the goddess in a mortal's arms;He sunk at length to wasting age a prey,But thy book perish'd on its natal day.

Words in this poem

aurora n.
The rising light of the morning; the dawn of day; the redness of the sky just before the sun rises. [L. aurora, for ausosa, akin to Gr. ushas, and E. east.]
natal a.
Of or pertaining to one's birth; accompying or dating from one's birth; native. [L. natalis, fr. natus, p.p. of nasci to be born: cf. F. natal. See Nation, and cf. Noel.]

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

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Imitated is in the public domain. This text is taken from The Poems of Jonathan Swift, D.D., Volume 2, Project Gutenberg ebook #13621; the transcription's header, footer and licence were removed and nothing else was changed. You may copy, print and reuse it freely.

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Form and metre

Imitated is 4 lines in a single stanza. It is in rhyming couplets. The lines average 10.0 syllables.

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Rhyme words, stanza by stanza

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  1. 1 AABB charmsA · armsA · preyB · dayB
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. How this is done.

LineSyl.Stress
So blush'd Aurora with celestial charms,10······˘/˘·
So bloom'd the goddess in a mortal's arms;10···/˘··/˘·
He sunk at length to wasting age a prey,10·····/˘···
But thy book perish'd on its natal day.10···/˘··/˘·

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