Historical Manual of English Prosody. Saintsbury George

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No! stab | the earl: | and ere | the morn|ing sun

       Shall vaunt | him thrice | over | the lof|ty east,

       Mārgărĕt | will meet | her Lac|y in | the heavens!

      (F. Bacon and F. Bungay.}

      Marlowe.

      Black is | the beau|ty of | the bright|est day!

       The gol|den ball | of Heav|en's eter|nal fire,

       That danced | with glo|ry on | the sil|ver waves,

       Now wants | the glo|ry that | inflamed | his beams:

       And all | for faint|ness and | for foul | disgrace,

       He binds | his tem|ples with | a frown|ing cloud,

       Ready | to dark|en earth | with end|less night.

      (Tamburlaine.)

      (An extreme stiffness and "single-mouldedness" in the lines; modified in Peele and Greene by trisyllabic feet, perhaps not intended as such ("heav'n" was pretty certainly regarded and generally spelt as a monosyllable, and the pronunciations "ev'ry" and "Margret" are old; while "t'invade" and "th'uncertain" would be likely), but virtually so, and inviting, especially in "Margaret," the full and beautiful value. The Gorboduc form, as is natural, is much the least accomplished. It is indeed what, by an almost incomprehensible inversion of sense and nature, some people call "blank verse according to the rules"—ten syllables only, five almost strictly iambic feet (="accent on the even places"); pause near the middle; stop, metrical, if not grammatical, at every end—in fact, the roughest and most rudimentary form possible.)

      (c) Early non-dramatic blanks (Gascoigne):

      And on | their backs | they bear | both land | and fee,

       Castles | and towers, | reven|ues and | receipts,

       Lordships | and ma|nors, fines,|—yea farms|—and all.

       "What should | these be?" | (speak you, | my love|ly lord?)

       They be | not men: | for why, | they have | no beards.

       They be | no boys, | which wear | such side|long gowns.

       They be | no gods, | for all | their gal|lant gloss.

       They be | no devils, | I trow, | which seem | so saintish.

       What be | they? wom|en? mask|ing in | men's weeds

       With dutch|kin doub|lets and | with jerk|ins jagged?

       With Span|ish spangs, | and ruffs | set out | of France,

       With high | copt hats | and feath|ers flaunt-|a-flaunt?

       They be, | so sure, | even woe | to men | indeed.

      (It will be noticed that the "single-moulded" character is even more noticeable here than in drama, and is emphasised by the epanaphora. There is one redundance—"saintish" ("jagged" is probably "jagg'd"), and, as we know that the author thought the iamb the only English foot, we must not read "rĕvĕnue," but, with "tow'rs," "revènue"—which indeed was, by precisians, regarded as the correct pronunciation not so very long ago.)

      (d) Perfected "single-mould":

      Peele.

      Come, gen|tle Ze|phyr, trick'd | with those | perfùmes

       That erst | in E|den sweet|en'd Ad|am's love,

       And stroke | my bos|om with |thy silk|en fan:

       This shade, | sun-proof, | is yet | no proof | for thee;

       Thy bo|dy, smooth|er than | this wave|less spring,

       And pu|rer than | the sub|stance of | the same,

       Can creep | through that | his lan|ces can|not pierce:

       Thou, and | thy sis|ter, soft | and sa|cred Air,

       Goddess | of life, | and gov|erness | of health,

       Keep ev|ery fount|ain fresh | and ar|bour sweet;

       No bra|zen gate | her pas|sage can | repulse, Nor bush|y thick|et bar | thy sub|tle breath: Then deck | thee with | thy loose | delight | some robes, And on | thy wings | bring del|icate | perfumes, To play | the wan|ton with | us through | the leaves.

      (David and Bethsabe.)

      Marlowe.

      If all | the pens | that ev|er po|ets held

       Had fed | the feel|ing of | their mas|ters' thoughts,

       And ev|ery sweet|ness that | inspir'd | their hearts,

       Their minds, | and mu|ses, on | admir|èd themes;

       If all | the heav|enly quint|essence | they 'still

       From their | immort|al flowers | of po|esy,

       Wherein | as in | a mir|ror we | perceive

       The high|est reach|es of | a hu|man wit;

       If these | had made | one po|em's per|iod,

       And all | combined | in beau|ty's worth|iness,

       Yet should | there hov|er in | their rest|less heads

       One thought, | one grace, | one won|der at | the least,

       Which in|to words | no vir|tue can | digest.

      (Tamburlaine.)

      (These passages, despite their extreme poetical beauty, are still prosodically immature. Even when, as in the last, there are lines with no technical "stop" at the end, as at "held" and "heads," the grammatical incompleteness does not interfere with the rounding off of the prosodic period or sub-period. Marlowe (v. inf.) could enjamb couplet beautifully, but not blank verse. Note also that the lines are strictly decasyllabic, the only hints at trisyllabic feet being in words like "Heaven," then regularly a monosyllable, "every," and "flowers.")

      (e) Shakespeare.

      (1) Early single-moulded:

      Upon | his blood|y fin|ger he | doth wear

       A pre|cious ring, | that light|ens all | the hole,

       Which, like | the ta|per in | some mon|ument,

       Doth shine | upon | the dead | man's earth|y cheeks,

       And shows | the rag|ged en|trails of | the pit.

      (Titus Andronicus.)

      (Same remarks applying as to the last citation.)

      (2) Beginning of perfected stage:

      Why art | thou yet | so fair? | shall I

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