With trembling fingers did we weave
With trembling fingers did we weaveThe holly round the Christmas hearth;A rainy cloud possess’d the earth,And sadly fell our Christmas-eve.
At our old pastimes in the hallWe gambol’d, making vain pretenceOf gladness, with an awful senseOf one mute Shadow watching all.
We paused: the winds were in the beech:We heard them sweep the winter land;And in a circle hand-in-handSat silent, looking each at each.
Then echo-like our voices rang;We sung, tho’ every eye was dim,A merry song we sang with himLast year: impetuously we sang:
We ceased: a gentler feeling creptUpon us: surely rest is meet:‘They rest,’ we said, ‘their sleep is sweet,’And silence follow’d, and we wept.
Our voices took a higher range;Once more we sang: ‘They do not dieNor lose their mortal sympathy,Nor change to us, although they change;
Rapt from the fickle and the frailWith gather’d power, yet the same,Pierces the keen seraphic flameFrom orb to orb, from veil to veil.
Rise, happy morn, rise holy morn,Draw forth the cheerful day from night:O Father! touch the east, and lightThe light that shone when Hope was born.’
Words in this poem
- sadly adv.
- Wearily; heavily; firmly.
- pretence n.
- The act of laying claim; the claim laid; assumption; pretension. [LL. praetensus, for L. praetentus, p. p. of praetendere. See Pretend, and cf. Tension.]
- rapt n.
- An ecstasy; a trance. Bp. Morton. [From F. rapt abduction, rape, L. raptus, fr. rapere to seize and carry off, to transport; or fr. E. rapt, a. See Rapt, a., and Rapid.]
- seraphic a.
- Of or pertaining to a seraph; becoming, or suitable to, a seraph; angelic; sublime; pure; refined. [Cf. F. séraphique.]
- morn n.
- The first part of the day; the morning; -- used chiefly in poetry. [OE. morwen, morgen, AS. morgen; akin to D. morgen, OS. morgan, G. morgen, Icel. morginn, morgunn, Sw. morgon, Dan. morgen, Goth. maúrgins. Cf. Morrow, Morning.]
Definitions and etymologies from Webster's Unabridged Dictionary, 1913.
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Form and metre
With trembling fingers did we weave is 32 lines in 8 stanzas of 4 lines each. Every stanza rhymes ABBA. The metre is iambic tetrameter, measured from the stress the words themselves fix (confidence 93%). 98% of its stressed syllables fall where the metre puts the beat. The lines average 8.0 syllables. 1 line ends on an unstressed syllable, a feminine ending. 34% 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 weaveA · hearthB · earthB · eveA
- 2 ABBA hallA · pretenceB · senseB · allA
- 3 ABBA beechA · landB · handB · eachA
- 4 ABBA rangA · dimB · himB · sangA
- 5 ABBA creptA · meetB · sweetB · weptA
- 6 ABBA rangeA · dieB · sympathyB · changeA
- 7 ABBA frailA · sameB · flameB · veilA
- 8 ABBA mornA · nightB · lightB · bornA
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 |
|---|---|---|
| With trembling fingers did we weave | 8 | ·/˘/˘··· |
| The holly round the Christmas hearth; | 8 | ·/˘··/˘· |
| A rainy cloud possess’d the earth, | 8 | ·/˘·˘/·· |
| And sadly fell our Christmas-eve. | 8 | ·/˘·//˘· |
| At our old pastimes in the hall | 8 | ·/·/···· |
| We gambol’d, making vain pretence | 8 | ···/˘··· |
| Of gladness, with an awful sense | 8 | ·/˘··/˘· |
| Of one mute Shadow watching all. | 8 | ···/·/˘· |
| We paused: the winds were in the beech: | 8 | ········ |
| We heard them sweep the winter land; | 8 | ·····/˘· |
| And in a circle hand-in-hand | 8 | ···/˘··· |
| Sat silent, looking each at each. | 8 | ·/˘/˘··· |
| Then echo-like our voices rang; | 8 | ·/˘·//˘· |
| We sung, tho’ every eye was dim, | 8 | ···/˘··· |
| A merry song we sang with him | 8 | ·/˘····· |
| Last year: impetuously we sang: | 8 | ········ |
| We ceased: a gentler feeling crept | 8 | ···/˘/˘· |
| Upon us: surely rest is meet: | 8 | ···/˘··· |
| ‘They rest,’ we said, ‘their sleep is sweet,’ | 8 | ········ |
| And silence follow’d, and we wept. | 8 | ·/˘/˘··· |
| Our voices took a higher range; | 8 | //˘··/˘· |
| Once more we sang: ‘They do not die | 8 | ········ |
| Nor lose their mortal sympathy, | 8 | ···/˘/˘˘ |
| Nor change to us, although they change; | 8 | ········ |
| Rapt from the fickle and the frail | 8 | ···/˘··· |
| With gather’d power, yet the same, | 8 | ·/˘/˘··· |
| Pierces the keen seraphic flame | 8 | /˘······ |
| From orb to orb, from veil to veil. | 8 | ········ |
| Rise, happy morn, rise holy morn, | 8 | ·/˘··/˘· |
| Draw forth the cheerful day from night: | 8 | ···/˘··· |
| O Father! touch the east, and light | 8 | ·/˘····· |
| The light that shone when Hope was born.’ | 8 | ········ |
On this poem
They sit in silence, then break into singing
"A merry song we sang with him Last year."
This seems to identify the time to be Christmas, 1833, as Hallam died on 15th September, 1833, but was not buried until January, 1834.
They comfort themselves with the conviction that the dead retain "their mortal sympathy," and still feel with those they have left behind. The soul, a "keen seraphic flame," pierces
"From orb to orb, from veil to veil,"
and so traverses the universe.
Was the anniversary of our Saviour's birth ever hailed in terms more sublime and beautiful!
"Rise, happy morn, rise, holy morn, Draw forth the cheerful day from night: O Father, touch the east, and light The light that shone when Hope was born."
Notes from the edition 9
Section introductions from Alfred Gatty, <i>A Key to Lord Tennyson's “In Memoriam”</i>, 4th ed. (George Bell & Sons, 1900; Project Gutenberg #36637). Line notes credited “[Tennyson]” are Tennyson's own notes; “[Hallam Tennyson]” marks a note that is wholly his son and editor's own explanatory bracket, not the poet's own words; “[Emily Tennyson]” marks the few notes signed by his wife. All three are from <i>The Works of Tennyson, Annotated by the Author</i>, ed. Hallam, Lord Tennyson, vol. 3 (Macmillan, 1908; Internet Archive worksoftennysona03tennuoft). Line notes credited “[Bradley]” are A. C. Bradley's, from <i>A Commentary on Tennyson's In Memoriam</i> (Macmillan, 1910; Internet Archive commentaryontenn00braduoft). All these number sections by the final, 131-section text, not the site's own 1850 numbering: from final XL to LVIII subtract one section number, from LX on subtract two, to reach the site's; the site prints the 129-section first edition of 1850 (see the work's own blurb), so two of the final text's numbered sections have no home here and are skipped.
- Stanza 2 the hall was the dining- room at Somersby which my father [the Rev. G. C. Tennyson] built [Tennyson]
- Stanza 2, line 4 ' one mute Shadow ': surely the dead friend, not Death. Contrast the Epilogue, 85-88. See Introduction, pp. 41-43. [Bradley]
- Stanza 4, line 1 ' echo-like': explained by the next lines. [Bradley]
- Stanza 4, line 2 The poet audaciously, for the sake of the sound, uses the two forms 'sung' and 'sang' in successive lines. [Bradley]
- Stanza 4, line 4 See p. 20. [Bradley]
- Stanza 7, line 1 Rapt from the fickle and the frail. [Cf. The Ring-.
No sudden heaven, nor sudden hell, for man, But thro' the Will of One who knows and
rules —
And utter knowledge is but utter love — ^Eonian Evolution, swift or slow,
Thro' all the Spheres — an ever opening height, An ever lessening earth. Cf. Memoir, ii. 365. — ED.] Rapt, taken. [Tennyson] - Stanza 7, line 1 ' The soul, freed from instability and weakness, un- changed in essence, but with strengthened powers, passes from embodiment to embodiment upon world after world.'
'seraphic flame': cf. Milton's 'flaming seraph' (P.L.,V. 875), and 'bright seraphim in burning row' (At a Solemn Music}. For the collocation of ' rapt ' with ' seraphic flame ' cf. Pope's 'rapt seraph that adores and burns,' Essay on Man, i. 278. Cf. XLI. 1-4.
' veil.' Cf. Sir John Oldcastle, 'He veil'd Himself in flesh.*
The idea that the soul passes through life after life appears elsewhere in Tennyson (e.g. in the Two Voices and in De Profuitdis). Here we have the additional ideas that in each life it is embodied, and that the successive embodiments are on different worlds. Cf. LXXXII. 5, 6, LXXIII. I,
So many worlds, so much to do,
and in The Ring the lines which Tennyson 'would quote as giving his own belief that " the after-life is one of pro- gress " ' (Memoir, II. 365):
No sudden heaven, nor sudden hell, for man, But thro' the Will of One who knows and rules—
And utter knowledge is but utter love —
Ionian Evolution, swift or slow,
Thro5 all the Spheres — an ever opening height,
An ever lessening earth.
In In Memoriam, the poet is content at last to leave these matters undefined. [Bradley] - Stanza 8 when Hope was born. [My father often said: " The cardinal point of Christianity is the life after death." — ED.] [Hallam Tennyson]
- Stanza 8, line 4 'Hope': the hope of immortality, born with Christ? 'He said to Bishop Lightfoot: " The cardinal point of Christianity is the Life after Death" (2 Tim., ch. I.).' Memoir, i. 321. [Bradley]
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