4. Of four feet. Bachelor's Hall, what ǎ | quare looking | place it is, Sure but I think what ǎ | būrnín disgrace it is Něvěr ǎt all to bě | getting ǎ | wife. A dactylic verse scarcely ever ends with a dactyl. Sometimes one long syllable is added, sometimes a trochee. Thus: Brightest ånd | best of thě | sons of the morning, Dawn on our | darkness, ånd | lend us thine | äid. Scarcely any poem is perfectly regular in its feet. Iambic verse, for instance, admits of either of the other feet. Prophet of plagues, forever boding ill. Mūrmuring, and with him fled the shades of night. Brought death into the world and all our woes. And thunders down impetuous to the plain. Thus: In iambic verse, the initial short syllable is often omitted, and the verse becomes trochaic, with an additional long syllable. In trochaic verse, if the initial long syllable is omitted, the line becomes iambic, with an additional short syllable. In anapestic verse, if the two initial short syllables are omitted, the verse becomes dactylic, with a long syllable added. In dactylic verse, if the initial long syllable is omitted, the verse becomes anapestic. By intermingling iambuses and anapests a pleasing moveinent is produced. This is often done by modern poets. Thus : I come, I come! | yě hǎve called | mě lõng, I cōme | o'er the mountains with light | ănd song! Mention a dactylic verse of four feet. feet? If the initial short syllable is omitted in iambic verse, what does the verse become? If the initial long syllable is omitted in trochaic verse, what does the verse become? How may an anapestic verse become dactylic? How may a dactylic verse become anapestic? What is produced by intermingling anapests with iambuses? EXERCISES IN SCANNING. (The following extracts are also suitable for Parsing Exercises.) And ne'er did Grecian chisel trace A Nymph, a Naiăd, or a Grace Of finer form, or lovelier face! What though the sun, with ardent frown, To measured mood had trained her pace, A foot more light, a step more true, Ne'er from the heath-flowěr dashed the dew: E'en the slight hare bell raised its head, Elastic from her airy tread: What though upon her speech there hung The accents of a mountain tongue Those silver sounds, so soft, so dear, The list'ner held his breath to hear.-Sir W. Scott. Oft in the stilly night, Ere slumber's chain has bound me, Fond Memory brings the light Of other days around me; The smiles, the tears, Of boyhood's years, The words of love then spoken; The eyes that shone, Now dimmed and gone, The cheerful hearts now broken.-T. Moore. What kind of verse is the following? Of man's first disobedience, and the fruit Sing, heavenly Muse, that on the secret top Of Oreb, or of Sinai, didst inspire That shepherd, who first taught the chosen Seed Hark! his hands the lyre explore; Bright-eyed Fancy, hovering o'er, Scatters from her golden urn Thoughts that breathe, and words that burn.-Gray. When, around thee dying, Oh! then remember me. Oh! still remember me. Draw one tear from thee; Oh! then remember me.-T. Moore. What is the following stanza called? To sit on rocks, to muse o'er flood and fell, With the wild flock that never needs a fold; Alone o'er steeps and foaming falls to lean; Converse with nature's charms, and view her stores unrolled.-Byron. Come as the winds come when Forests are rended; Come as the waves come when Faster come, faster come Faster and faster Chief, vassal, page and groom, Tenant and master.-Sir W. Scott. Come ye disconsolate, where'er ye languish, Here bring your wounded hearts, here tell your anguish : What is the following stanza called? For who to dumb forgetfulness a prey, This pleasing, anxious being e'er resigned, Alas! they had been friends in youth; But whispering tongues can poison truth; To free the hollow heart from paining. A dreary sea now flows between; But neither heat, nor frost, nor thunder, Shall wholly do away, I ween, The marks of that which once hath been.-Coleridge. I am monarch of all I survey, My right there is none to dispute; From the centre all round to the sea, I am lord of the fowl and the brute.-Cowper. Our bugles sang truce, for the night-cloud had lowered, "I hear thee speak of the better land, "Is it where the feathery palm-trees rise, And strange, bright birds on their starry wings "Is it far away, in some region old, "Eye hath not seen it, my gentle boy! -It is there, it is there, my child!"-Hemans. How many feet are wanting in the first and last lines of the following extracts? 'Tis a time For memory and for tears. Within the deep, And solemn finger to the beautiful Now gentle gales Fanning their odoriferous wings dispense Native perfumes, and whisper whence they stole We do pray for mercy; And that same prayer doth teach us all to render Is anything wanting in any of the following verses? Achilles' wrath, to Greece the direful spring Of woes unnumbered, goddess, sing |