The churl in spirit up or down
The churl in spirit up or down,Along the scale of ranks, thro’ allTo who may grasp a golden ballBy blood a king, at heart a clown;
The churl in spirit, howe’er he veilHis want in forms for fashion’s sake,Will let his coltish nature breakAt seasons thro’ the gilded pale:
For who can always act? but he,To whom a thousand memories call,Not being less but more than allThe gentleness he seem’d to be,
So wore his outward best, and join’dEach office of the social hour,To noble manners, as the flowerAnd native growth of noble mind;
Nor ever narrowness or spite,Or villain fancy fleeting by,Drew in the expression of an eye,Where God and Nature met in light,
And thus he bore without abuseThe grand old name of gentleman,Defamed by every charlatan,And soil’d with all ignoble use.
Words in this poem
- coltish a.
- Like a colt; wanton; frisky.
- charlatan n.
- One who prates much in his own favor, and makes unwarrantable pretensions; a quack; an impostor; an empiric; a mountebank. [F. charlatan, fr. It. ciarlatano, fr. ciarlare to chartter, prate; of imitative origin; cf. It. zirlare to whistle like a thrush.]
Definitions and etymologies from Webster's Unabridged Dictionary, 1913.
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The churl in spirit up or down is in the public domain. This text is taken from In memoriam, Project Gutenberg ebook #70950; the transcription's header, footer and licence were removed and nothing else was changed. You may copy, print and reuse it freely.
Cite as: Alfred Tennyson, The churl in spirit up or down, in In Memoriam A.H.H. (1850), text of Project Gutenberg ebook #70950, Laurel, https://laurelpoetry.com/poem/tennyson-in-memoriam/section-109.html, id L18469.
Form and metre
The churl in spirit up or down is 24 lines in 6 stanzas of 4 lines each. Every stanza rhymes ABBA. The metre is iambic tetrameter, measured from the stress the words themselves fix (confidence 92%). 95% of its stressed syllables fall where the metre puts the beat. The lines average 8.2 syllables. 4 lines end on an unstressed syllable, a feminine ending. 33% 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 ABBA downA · allB · ballB · clownA
- 2 ABBA veilA · sakeB · breakB · paleA
- 3 ABBA heA · callB · allB · beA
- 4 ABBA join'dA · hourB · flowerB · mindA
- 5 ABBA spiteA · byB · eyeB · lightA
- 6 ABBA abuseA · gentlemanB · charlatanB · useA
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.
| Line | Syl. | Stress |
|---|---|---|
| The churl in spirit up or down, | 8 | ···/˘··· |
| Along the scale of ranks, thro’ all | 8 | ˘/······ |
| To who may grasp a golden ball | 8 | ·····/˘· |
| By blood a king, at heart a clown; | 8 | ········ |
| The churl in spirit, howe’er he veil | 8 | ···/···· |
| His want in forms for fashion’s sake, | 8 | ·····/˘· |
| Will let his coltish nature break | 8 | ···/˘/˘· |
| At seasons thro’ the gilded pale: | 8 | ·/˘··/˘· |
| For who can always act? but he, | 8 | ···/···· |
| To whom a thousand memories call, | 8 | ···/˘/˘· |
| Not being less but more than all | 8 | ·/˘····· |
| The gentleness he seem’d to be, | 8 | ·/˘˘···· |
| So wore his outward best, and join’d | 8 | ···/˘··· |
| Each office of the social hour, | 9 | ·/˘··/˘/˘ |
| To noble manners, as the flower | 9 | ·/˘/˘··/˘ |
| And native growth of noble mind; | 8 | ·/˘··/˘· |
| Nor ever narrowness or spite, | 8 | ·/˘/˘˘·· |
| Or villain fancy fleeting by, | 8 | ·/˘/˘/˘· |
| Drew in the expression of an eye, | 9 | ···˘/˘··· |
| Where God and Nature met in light, | 8 | ···/˘··· |
| And thus he bore without abuse | 8 | ······˘/ |
| The grand old name of gentleman, | 8 | ·····/˘˘ |
| Defamed by every charlatan, | 9 | ˘/·/˘˘/˘˘ |
| And soil’d with all ignoble use. | 8 | ····˘/˘· |
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