Joy

Sara Teasdale (1884–1933) · 1917

anapaestic trimeter · 8 lines · from Love Songs

I am wild, I will sing to the trees,I will sing to the stars in the sky,I love, I am loved, he is mine,Now at last I can die!

I am sandaled with wind and with flame,I have heart-fire and singing to give,I can tread on the grass or the stars,Now at last I can live!

Words in this poem

sandaled a.
Wearing sandals.

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

About this text

Joy is in the public domain. This text is taken from Love Songs, Project Gutenberg ebook #442; the transcription's header, footer and licence were removed and nothing else was changed. You may copy, print and reuse it freely.

Cite as: Sara Teasdale, Joy, in Love Songs (1917), text of Project Gutenberg ebook #442, Laurel, https://laurelpoetry.com/poem/teasdale-love-songs/joy.html, id L08086.

Form and metre

Joy is 8 lines in 2 stanzas of 4 lines each. The metre is anapaestic trimeter, measured from the stress the words themselves fix (confidence 97%). 100% of its stressed syllables fall where the metre puts the beat. The lines average 8.1 syllables.

See other poems in anapaestic trimeter.

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-A trees · skyA · mine · dieA
  2. 2 -A-A flame · giveA · stars · liveA
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 trimeter. How this is done.

LineSyl.Stress
I am wild, I will sing to the trees,9·········
I will sing to the stars in the sky,9·········
I love, I am loved, he is mine,8········
Now at last I can die!6······
I am sandaled with wind and with flame,9··/˘·····
I have heart-fire and singing to give,9···/·/˘··
I can tread on the grass or the stars,9·········
Now at last I can live!6······

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