Calais, August, 1802

William Wordsworth (1770–1850) · 1798–1807

iambic pentameter · 14 lines · from The Brothers, and Other Poems

Is it a reed that's shaken by the wind,Or what is it that ye go forth to see?Lords, lawyers, statesmen, squires of low degree,Men known, and men unknown, sick, lame, and blind,Post forward all, like creatures of one kind,With first-fruit offerings crowd to bend the kneeIn France, before the new-born Majesty.'Tis ever thus. Ye men of prostrate mind,A seemly reverence may be paid to power;But that's a loyal virtue, never sownIn haste, nor springing with a transient shower:When truth, when sense, when liberty were flown,What hardship had it been to wait an hour?Shame on you, feeble Heads, to slavery prone!

Words in this poem

flown a.
Flushed, inflated.

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

About this text

Calais, August, 1802 is in the public domain. This text is taken from The Poetical Works of William Wordsworth — Volume 2 (of 8), Project Gutenberg ebook #12145; 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

Calais, August, 1802 is 14 lines in a single stanza. The metre is iambic pentameter, measured from the stress the words themselves fix (confidence 84%). 98% of its stressed syllables fall where the metre puts the beat. The lines average 9.7 syllables. 1 line ends on an unstressed syllable, a feminine ending. 14% of the lines run on without a stop at the line end.

See other poems in iambic pentameter.

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 ABBAAB-ACDCDCD windA · seeB · degreeB · blindA · kindA · kneeB · majesty · mindA · powerC · sownD · showerC · flownD · hourC · proneD
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 pentameter. How this is done.

LineSyl.Stress
Is it a reed that's shaken by the wind,10·····/˘···
Or what is it that ye go forth to see?10··········
Lords, lawyers, statesmen, squires of low degree,10·/˘/˘/··˘/
Men known, and men unknown, sick, lame, and blind,10····˘/····
Post forward all, like creatures of one kind,10·/˘··/˘···
With first-fruit offerings crowd to bend the knee10···/˘·····
In France, before the new-born Majesty.10·······/˘˘
'Tis ever thus. Ye men of prostrate mind,10·/˘····/˘·
A seemly reverence may be paid to power;10·/˘/˘····/
But that's a loyal virtue, never sown10···/˘/˘/˘·
In haste, nor springing with a transient shower:11···/˘··/˘/˘
When truth, when sense, when liberty were flown,10·····/˘˘··
What hardship had it been to wait an hour?11·/˘······/˘
Shame on you, feeble Heads, to slavery prone!10···/˘··/˘·

On this poem

Composed August 7, 1802--Published 1807 One of the "Sonnets dedicated to Liberty"; re-named in 1845, "Poems dedicated to National Independence and Liberty."--Ed.
Notes from the edition 1

William Knight's notes to The Poetical Works of William Wordsworth, Volume 2 (1896; Project Gutenberg #12145): Wordsworth's own Isabella Fenwick notes and Knight's headnotes on composition and publication, plus his lettered footnotes (restarting at A for every poem).

  1. Line 8 1807. Thus fares it ever. Men of prostrate mind! 1803.

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