An Ended Day

Walt Whitman (1819–1892) · 1855–1892

iambic hexameter · 12 lines · from Leaves of Grass

The soothing sanity and blitheness of completion,The pomp and hurried contest-glare and rush are done;Now triumph! transformation! jubilate!

From east and west across the horizon’s edge,Two mighty masterful vessels sailers steal upon us:But we’ll make race a-time upon the seas--a battle-contest yet! bearlively there!(Our joys of strife and derring-do to the last!)Put on the old ship all her power to-day!Crowd top-sail, top-gallant and royal studding-sails,Out challenge and defiance--flags and flaunting pennants added,As we take to the open--take to the deepest, freest waters.

Words in this poem

sanity n.
The condition or quality of being sane; soundness of health of body or mind, especially of the mind; saneness. [L. saniras, from sanus sound, healthy. See Sane.]
blitheness n.
The state of being blithe.
glare v. i.
To shine with a bright, dazzling light. [OE. glaren, gloren; cf. AS. glær amber, LG. glaren to glow or burn like coals, D. gloren to glimmer; prob. akin to E. glass.]
jubilate n.
The third Sunday after Easter; -- so called because the introit is the 66th Psalm, which, in the Latin version, begins with the words, [L., imperat. of jubilare to shout for joy.]
masterful a.
Inclined to play the master; domineering; imperious; arbitrary.
strife n.
The act of striving; earnest endeavor. [OF. estrif. See Strive.]

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

About this text

An Ended Day is in the public domain. This text is taken from Leaves of Grass, Project Gutenberg ebook #1322; the transcription's header, footer and licence were removed and nothing else was changed. You may copy, print and reuse it freely.

Cite as: Walt Whitman, An Ended Day, in Leaves of Grass (1855–1892), text of Project Gutenberg ebook #1322, Laurel, https://laurelpoetry.com/poem/whitman-leaves/an-ended-day.html, id L04126.

Form and metre

An Ended Day is 12 lines in 2 stanzas. The metre is iambic hexameter, measured from the stress the words themselves fix (confidence 85%). 86% of its stressed syllables fall where the metre puts the beat. The lines average 12.2 syllables. 4 lines end on an unstressed syllable, a feminine ending. 8% of the lines run on without a stop at the line end.

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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 AA- completionA · doneA · jubilate
  2. 2 --AA----- edge · us · bearA · thereA · last · day · sails · added · waters
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 hexameter. How this is done.

LineSyl.Stress
The soothing sanity and blitheness of completion,13·/˘/˘˘·/˘·˘/˘
The pomp and hurried contest-glare and rush are done;12···/˘/˘·····
Now triumph! transformation! jubilate!10·/˘·˘/˘/˘˘
From east and west across the horizon’s edge,11····˘/·˘/˘·
Two mighty masterful vessels sailers steal upon us:14·/˘/˘˘/˘/˘····
But we’ll make race a-time upon the seas--a battle-contest yet! bear17···········/˘/˘··
lively there!3/˘·
(Our joys of strife and derring-do to the last!)12/˘····/˘····
Put on the old ship all her power to-day!11·······/˘··
Crowd top-sail, top-gallant and royal studding-sails,12····/˘·/˘/˘·
Out challenge and defiance--flags and flaunting pennants added,15·/˘·˘/˘··/˘/˘/˘
As we take to the open--take to the deepest, freest waters.16·····/˘···/˘/˘/˘

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